*Oh Hi!
I'm so glad you're looking here.
As you probably know this is where a self introductory is and people will say
nice stuff about themselves and the blog entries you see on the left..
Well i'm a little uncomfortable with that....it feels like i'm trying to sell myself
and entice you to read on and at its best persuasion.... follow them on day by day basis...
Nah..i'm way too humble for this..
If you like.... welcome and read on...
If you don't...see the "x" at the right hand corner of the window?
Click on that!
i was so wrong...i felt so...guilty to think of him that way..was on the train back home after delivering the food to the gym...he was seated..eyes red, he looked disoriented...when i got a seat..i was opposite him...i scrutinized him like how a cop would do to a criminal.."he's a bad guy...some bad bangladesh worker that had too much beer...in broad daylight!" i was sure of my judgement...i was telling myself...he's a dangerous guy... a family of four came in...two babies..one in a pram..one carried by the dad...the "bangladesh baddie" stood up and gave up his seat...that was when i knew i was so wrong...he gave up his seat before anyone including me did...he stood by the pole and tried to play with the kid in the pram..when the kid reached for his hands..he pull it away...softly i heard," uncle hand dirty." he smiled and make funny faces to the kid..the kid giggle non stop.... i watched the interaction and felt so warm...and so guilty..who was i to judge...