I was preoccupied with the route map at the LRT token machine when a man spoke to me. He was speaking Malay, and while I struggled with the words, I understood the core of his request: he needed to visit a friend in the hospital and was asking for an LRT token, just RM1.30. At the machine, I asked him to input the destination he wanted to go and I inserted the fare. He helped to get the token and the change, which he gave back to me. I added a little bit of extra money for him. His gratitude was immediate and sincere; he thanked me and gave me a hug.
It wasn't until the brief, genuine interaction was over that I put the pieces together. I suddenly realized what day it was: Migrant's Sunday. It wasn't just a random act of charity, but a small, quiet moment of solidarity—a migrant helping a fellow migrant.
