Train from Copenhagen central towards Lund was late for 3 minutes due to unusual number of people using wheelchair boarding. To some this might seem irrelevant but one thing that important to people is their public transportation. They rely on it since car ownership became discouraged by the state with a promise to have an efficient alternative. The ride from Copenhagen to Malmö is advertised as a 35 minutes cloud ride. This became a 38 minute one.
Another important thing to people is the silent zone that sits right in front of the entrance to the train. And there just wasn't enough space for all of the disabled people in the area designed for them. Some of them parked in front of the silent zone.
There was sitting Goran, pronounced with a Y. He just became a father and was returning from his parental leave. Was it lack of sleep or the realisation of the sheer size of the task in front of him, but his mind turned on the disabled.
You see, those 3 minutes just translated to him being home 40 minutes later than usual.
He was always polite and respectful. He never had a fight in his life. His hands were beautiful and cared for. He used moisturizer.
But those 3 minutes woke up something.
Disabled people were loud. As uncomfortable situations tend to make them.
Space for those who wanted to be silent was obstructed.
Something woke up in Goran as the train approached Hyllie.
Again,one thing that is not that talked about is a surge in drug related violence between Copenhagen and Malmö. That led to the return of border control on Swedish side.
Goran checked his transportation app if he can catch the bus from there. There was a delay so he might just get to it in time from Hyllie.
Train stopped. A dozen of disabled people started to disembark the train.
He managed to get out but completely forgot about the border control. 3 officers for the entire exiting train. One entrance to Sweden.
He became infuriated and loudly cursed. Not very Swedish. He should have done the usual. Be passive aggressive and start talking about how the country went to hell because 2 out of 3 officers are Arabic looking.
He returned to the train completely consumed by the new found hate against the disabled. One thing he didn't notice was that one of the officers spotted him when he got loud for that one moment. A call was dispatched because yelling on a border is never a light thing to do. Let's say I know it from the experience.
Goran sat down to his old seat. Strangely cold.
Delay now became a 7 minutes one. Still on the same spot. A border control officer entered the coach and asked everyone to prepare their id in three languages. All three of them with a heavy Slavic accent. Bosnian to be "precis".
Goran took out his wallet and realized that his id is in the company.
Officer came up to him. No id.
They speak Swedish. Officer a bit rudimentary but Swedish non the less.
Goran tried to explain the situation and the officer listened to him carefully. The train started to move. Officer told him to come out with him on the next stop.
Goran was infuriated at this point.
He was determined to get home to his family asap.
The two of them exited the train at Triangeln station. From another train exit came a group of middle Eastern looking group of young guys that started to push each other. Officer called for back up and yelled at the group to break up. He told Goran to stay still and went towards the youngsters. Goran saw this as an opportunity to get away and slowly started to walk away towards the escalator.
As he approached the exit he was confronted by a group of police officers and without a question taken back.
Officers rushed to help the border officer that was trying to control the rival groups. One of them stayed with Goran pushing him against the pillar. Border officer finally came back to him and was told by the police officer that he tried to get away.
They spoke briefly and the only two words he managed to hear were "illegal immigration".
He was cuffed and searched.
High above him was a plaquette with a barely recognisable dirty flag of European Union.
