Walking down Oxford Street

Another Thought by Bogdan, and this I think is his best to date. It was delivered with confidence and a smile and is a wonderful reflection on what happen when you do and don't put yourself first. So please enjoy.

Walking Down Oxford Street by Bogdan Wasylkiw 

I was talking to a friend of mine who mentioned that he worked in London and commuted by train. I asked him how he got on with the stress of the traveling. He said that at one time it was awful but now it was ok. So I asked him how come. He said that when he started commuting he traveled by train into Paddington and then by tube to Oxford circus then walk down Oxford Street to Tottenham Court Road, where his office was. The morning trips were good, as the number of people on the streets in London early in the morning were few.

The journey home however was a different story.

He finished around 5pm so he could catch a 5:50 train, the time allowed was sufficient. However the streets at that time were packed especially Oxford Street, full of shoppers and tourists. He would battle his way through the crowds, people were just meandering, stopping looking in the shop windows or just chatting, others were trying to give him free newspapers or cards. He seemed to be held back no matter what he did, he cursed under his breath, didn’t they know he had a train to catch and it was important to him. The tube was no different, most passengers did not know where they were going, did they not plan their trips.

Eventually he would arrive at Paddington, hot sweaty and angry, most times to find that he missed the train and would have to wait for the next one. He even tried to leave work earlier but still no luck. Eventually he decided that he would leave this all in the hands of God and let everyone have a higher priority than himself. In other words all people in what they were doing were more important than him.

Guess what he found.

His walk down

Oxford Street

was pleasant, he even stopped to look at the shop windows, he let other people do what they had to do, he never stopped them or got in their way,  he took the newspapers with a smile. He always arrived at Paddington fresh and guess what, he never missed his train