I bid my sensei farewell and headed to to the platform for the next train. My training had just ended and the journey back to my dormitory would take approximately 40 minutes long. Feeling hungry, I stopped by the nearest “konbini”- convenience store and grabbed an onigiri to eat before scurrying off.
Pheet, “電車が到着します train is arriving”
At that point, a railway station attendant (A), or rather what they call “a pusher”- (workers who are usually known in Japan to push people into trains during rush hours)- reminded us to stay away from the lines and be careful of the gap in between. There was another attendant (B) who assisted this lady with huge baggage over to this side of the platform, who had probably landed on the wrong side of the direction. He then ensure that the door closed and fitted properly before bowing to her and then they both (A) and (B) gave a cue to the train operator that it was safe to depart.
As the train started to accelerate, the two were still standing mobile on the platforms, one smiling and nodding while the other exchanged some mild gestures and conversations, waiting for the next train to arrive and repeat the very same procedure they had just done a minute ago- keeping things in order. By this time, the train had long travelled away from the station, but their facial expressions and majime-serious attitude were imprinted in my mind.
“What kept this people moving on….?”