Friday 29 June 2012

CAN NEVER GET USE TO THE TRAFFIC JAMS

I do not really like driving back from University Malaya Specialist Centre after 5 pm. Although its only once a month or maybe once in two months, its a stressful experience. The follow-up with my doctor is quite relaxing actually. 

 While waiting for him I would usually bring a book to read. And its quite relaxing actually. 

There are ample chairs, the toilets and the floors are quite clean.

  
The traffic crawl started just as I drove out from UMSC into Jalan Universiti. I had to tolerate the traffic lights at the junctions. The crawl started as i neared the junction of Jalan Utara and the Federal Highway. 


The time was 5.50pm. It was quite a hot day. 


This is one of the most busiest part of Petaling Jaya. And it is the time people were leaving their offices. They are going home after a hard day's work. And locals know that crawling traffic is a way of life in PJ. I do feel sorry for the PJrians.

Where else but in the Klang Valley we ignored the traffic lights during peak hours because we must follow the traffic police. Come to think of it, Malaysians are so dependent on the traffic policemen to regulate the heavy traffic during this time OR ELSE the Malaysian drivers will go WILD.



There must be hundreds of traffic policemen manning the traffic every peak hours on every working days in all the urban centres in the Klang Valley. Ever wonder what they do in between?


There's one officer there by the traffic lights. I do salute you sir. Standing for about an hour or so in the midst of the dust and air pollution commanding the flow of traffic.




The map is showing showing the Lebuhraya Persekutuan (Federal Highway) crossing Jalan Utara and Jalan Barat. When using the Federal Highway one must have a high level of tolerance and must be very very patient. As I turn right towards the Federal Highway towards Subang Jaya, I cannot help but feel very unhappy with the sight of crawling traffic although I knew that this is normal. The time is already 6.15 pm.



Although the sun was still shining bright on my right, the photos taken by my Balckberry looked quite dark.



I managed to get into the third lane from the right slowly and surely.








The above shows the traffic light junction that linked Glenmarie with Subang Jaya on the left and Shah Alam as we go straight. The time was 6.30pm. All this while I did not switch on the radio. I was more concern with trying to think of which route back to Shah Alam would be the best. But it doesn't really matter, there were traffic jams everywhere.

As I get to this traffic light I switched on my CD. I want to sing with Adelle to keep divert my restlessness and enjoy her songs.


But the traffic crawl was getting on my nerves. And I need to pee. I text my husband, I think I might pee in the car. Of course I will try my best to keep it but being him, he text me back, "WHO WILL CLEAN IT UP?" I text back, "Spa Abang Bangla". (That was meant as a joke dear).


It was really a bad crawl. My daughter text me telling me that there was a traffic light malfunction at the GIANT's Superstore junction. OH NO! And this has to happen during the peak hours. 




 The cars were inching forward actually.


I really need to pee. And its already 7 pm. Okay, I need to calm down. Since I started driving its my normal practice to recite prayers. So this time more than ever I prayed that I will reach home and pee comfortably in the toilet. Then I remembered my Westlife CD. Yes, I love their ballads. That will calm me down even more. Yes, I can see the traffic is getting less but there are just so many traffic lights.



 


Its getting dark now. I saw that the traffic lights are functioning normally again. I drove home and reached around 7.25 pm. My prayers were answered. Alhamdulillah. But I have to say that I will never get used to the traffic jam. And aren't we the hardworking Malaysian citizens deserve better than this? After a hard day's work, after being so productive, contributing to the development of the nation, that we deserve a less stressful journey back home?




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