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Sunday, February 03, 2008 || 9:22 PM
A while ago, I was on the train, on my way back home. And I saw this boy sitting down.
He seemed so ordinary: wearing spectacles, listening to his MP3, a sling bag over his shoulder and all.
However, he was playing with his Rubik's cube.
Well, if you call it playing. He was spinning the cube in his hands
really fast. It was all just a whirl of colours shifting here and there. That was at Bugis station. He then kept the cube in his bag after solving it, and took his phone out for SMSing.
It's that crazy, I tell you. I wasn't paying much attention at the time, so I didn't know how much time he took to solve the cube.
The next time he took out the cube again, it was at Tanah Merah. The train doors just closed, about to leave, when the boy finished messing up the cube for solving again.
Considering how noob-ish I am at this, I made a mental bet with myself that he can solve the cube by the Tampines station, 2 stations away from Tanah Merah.
Guess what? He solved the cube
two times even before the train started slowing down close to Tampines.
