| Surviving the London
blasts
I am a Bruneian living and working in
London. I would be what you would loosely term "a Londoner" as I work
and live centrally within the Zone 1 area.
My daily commuting for the last 3
years now has been through the underground or "tube" as they call it.
More recently, I have been commuting through the upper half of the
Circle line, which stops by Edgware Road, (Euston Square) King's
Cross, Liverpool Street and Aldgate. The first blast occurred at
around 8.51am between Liverpool Street and Aldgate.
Those of us that were in the office
by then were naturally unaware of the events that were unfolding
around us as we went on our usual work. When a colleague came into
work late, she informed us that that there were incidences at two of
the stations and was forced to take multiple routes to get to work.
No one thought twice about it... it
is common in London to have trouble with the underground. However,
soon we realised something was amiss when we started to receive some
news of explosions underground.
No one had a full understanding of
what was happening until we received an announcement over the
intercom. It informed us that London was on Alert as incidents had
been reported in the underground and for us to remain calm until
further notice. By this time it was about 10am. Most of us immediately
logged on to the Internet for the latest BBC news.
It's almost 11am... we are all aware
of the tragedy that has occurred virtually at our "doorstep". The
Internet links by this time started crashing due to the high volume of
surfers. No one could use their mobile phones; the mobile servers were
just overloaded...
I tried calling Brunei through the
landline, and I could not get through. I am sure people were just as
scared as I was... however they showed little signs of nervousness as
they acted very calmly... this has always been the British way.
We were advised to continue with our
daily tasks until further notice. I tried getting on with it...
sending a couple of emails, call a colleague to arrange some
documentations... but I could not concentrate fully.
London still operated on July 7,
2005. Although it did not operate like an ordinary day... businesses
did not completely shut down (I, myself left the office after 5pm). By
about 2 or 3pm we had been advised to leave work... but in a calm and
"trickle" manner to avoid congestion on the little available transport
facilities. I live across the city... unlike those that live outside
the city; there was transport available then to take people across
inner London. Most train stations were open and could take people out
of London, but internally, it was a different story.
There was an option to take the
Thames ferry (which was operating free to the public at this time),
however, we got news from someone's wife in the US saying that news
reports showed pictures of people literally hanging off the piers
trying to get on to the already crowded ferry.
Most of the people that needed to get
across inner London... had to walk.
My journey took about 3 hours. I
walked for more than half the journey when the buses were put back
into operation... Thank goodness for that as by now, my legs were
already giving away and it had started to rain.
On my journey home, it seemed almost
an unreal experience... the once crowded roads full of vehicles and
people were now almost abandoned of any vehicles except for emergency
services and the police.
My thoughts immediately went to the
recent movie "War of the World" and I almost felt that I was in one of
the scenes... Everyone was headed in one or the opposite direction -
all had the determined look of reaching their destination. Everyone in
an eerier way was so calm and collected...
This calmness was exemplary and
infectious that I felt calm myself as I was focused on the task of
getting home.
Most pubs and shops along the way
were closed except for one or two. Those that were open, had patrons
in it... I was both shocked and relieved at the sight. The first
emotion I felt was almost disgust as I thought to myself "how could
people still enjoy themselves at this time", and then the second
emotion that followed contradicted it as I felt happy that they were
strong enough to go on with their daily lives.
Today, the day after the event. Some
of my colleagues are back at work. The shops are open and people are
walking about, and doing their own business. Life continues.
The blast did not affect London in a
major way... perhaps because these people are so resilient... or may
be because the Government was so organised and efficient that most
people did not feel any reason for panic... or maybe... we are so used
to seeing death, pain and injustice so often in our daily lives
whether on TV, radio, magazine... that we have already accepted this
way of life... I hope it is not the latter... because if it were...
then we would be living in a world where life does not have any
purpose.
- P.L |