I was in the train returning home from work. The scenarios here are totally ironic. In the morning, the trains are usually redolent with scents of snazzy perfumes, talc, deodorant, perfume oil....but when the end of the day approaches, you are startled with the true smell of some of these commuters. The musty, putrid, stinging rancid smell started to linger withins minutes after you step in the train. I told myself was I lucky to get a seat as soon as I board the train but I think I spoke too soon coz my journey wasn't as comfy. I was sandwiched by 2 strangers whom I believed had boycotted from taking a bath forever. The fusty smell was pungently strong that I have no choice but to rub my sensitive nose with axe oil......I thought of giving up my seat but I was quite reluctant coz my heels are killing me and I'm approx 10 stations away from my stop......TO LEAVE OR NOT TO LEAVE.....I decided to stay, armed with my half-full bottle of axe oil....repeatedly rubbed against my nose carefully as I have sensitive skin so frequent usage will cause blemishes that will remain there for weeks.....but that stinking smell overpowered my strong eucalyptus-medicated axe oil.....My head started to spin, getting very nauseous and I suddenly feel like as if I'm in my early stage of pregnancy. I started to feel restless.......luckily I only have 2 more stops to go....the stranger on the left felt embarrassed at my behaviour towards him and quickly made his way to the exit. I felt bad but hey....I'm dying for fresh air here....another stranger sat within seconds and she smelled equally bad. I stood up, had enough of a bad BO journey, make my way to the exit and waited for my stop.

I don't mean to be blunt. I have to admit that taking the MRT has been my daily affair but I just feel like jotting this down coz today's trip has been marked as was one of my worst journey throughout.......