Tuesday, June 01, 2010

Do you talk to strangers?

When I was a kid, I used to talk to strangers ALL THE TIME. Totally shameless, I could say and ask the darnest things ever. Like "can you take my baby brother home and never lets him out ever" to a complete stranger when I had to take care of my baby brother at a hawker centre while my mum was buying food for us.

It seems to me that all kids talk to strangers, kids aren't so concern about whether they will be deem as crazy or stupid by talking to strangers. Being cute and fluffy helps as well I guess. Strangers wouldn't think that a cute kid would be an insurance agent or something...

Now if a stranger suddenly approaches, I would immediately be on my guard. Although most of the times, they were just asking for directions. Or else, they were trying to sell/promote me something. No big deal, not as if they were going to stick out a knief and hack me to death. I would then remind myself that I shouldnt be so defensive and should just chill...

I still remember that many years ago when I visited Hub while he was still a student in London and there was this day when I was wondering around Hyde Park alone. Suddenly there was a gust of wind and some grits got into my eyes, that caused me to tear non-stop.

There I was, standing beside the lake, wiping aways the tears and blinking hard, when suddenly I felt a pair of warm hands around my shoulders. Then some tissues were stuffed into my hands, and a kind voice that said, "there, there, everything will work out fine. It's ok..." then a little squeeze of my hand.

This kind, old lady with a head of white short hair held my hands for another 10 seconds or so... looked at me in the eye with kindness and hope, she gave me a smile, then she walked away. All I could do was to mumble "thank you so much" and then started to tear for real...

Such kindness and such warmth to a stranger. I'll always remember that.

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