In The Train

       This afternoon, I caught up the train from Brisbane city when an elder lady took a same coach. For moment, I thought she has Alzheimer because she spoke with other lady loudly then when she finished chatting with that lady, turned to other side then started advising teenagers students. However, someone did like this conversation so she changed her seat, I guessed. She told them the worst things a student may do them lying and cheating, then a few minutes later she asked one of them: where do you live? He said in Towoong, then she said I'm living in Towoong. Which street? He said nothing, so she said I'm in Milton road. As soon as he knew the name of any street in Towoong, said that my street. When he finished his word the train had stopped at other station so the young student pick up his stuff, then left the train. She noticed that saying "he is lying" and his colleagues agreed. At that time, I recognise she doesn't have a cognitive problem. To be honest, I prefer chatting with other than reading Mx or other newspaper, listening to audio or even reading some novels to pass a time. Having many crazy hobbies, one of them is observing how do people behave!. Unlike people in some countries, it's unused to hear passengers talking in trains if they don't know each other. I suppose that train's passengers do these things not a result of passion, but they want to a void watching people also shying to break the ice with other passengers.