for the 100th time, i don’t speak Malay… Sorry.
One gesture, just ONE, can change your whole entire day.
I was in such a horrible mood yesterday after receiving some news and was conducting a survey for my final paper in a nearby plaza. We were handing out the forms and while I was busy sorting out the papers this man with an odd accent (assumed he’s Scottish) approached me. He was wearing shorts and so his prosthetic leg was showing. First thing he said was “what religion are you”
I was so not in the mood like I thought, why should that even matter you ignorant white man. I answered “i’m muslim” while waving my oh so obvious headscarf.
He then just smiled at me and said “wow” and asked for a form. I made sure I clarified that the questions were on gender biasness and religion just to make sure he wouldn’t find them offensive.
As he answered all ten questions he wouldn’t stop elaborating and so passionately explaining how things are different in his country (turned out he’s from New Zealand). I’d usually be really interested and enjoy listening to other people’s opinions but I was so down and caught up in a web of complications that I was just pretending to be listening.
When he was done, he handed the form to me and said the sweetest thing anyone has ever sincerely said to me.
"You have a special thing about you, I’m not sure if its your smile or eyes but you really shine. Have a good life!"
I love humanity.
Her: We finish each other’s s-
Me: -ocial justice rants.
Its the little things that matter. Those tiny details that many may not look twice at or notice, they matter most to me.
aromas, smiles, folds, glimmer, passion.
Everything else is just a blur.