Sweet~

Last night, family and I had dinner at Kenny Roger's. We sat at the table with 2 benches facing opposite of each other.

After dinner, while waiting for the bill, a little chubby Malay-Indian (Mamak?) boy about the age of 5-6 years old came in with his dad (Indian) and mum (Malay). They sat at the table behind of my bench.

The boy then came over to our table while his parents were settling down and shot me with his toy gun ( the one with funny siren sound instead of the normal shooting sound).

What I did was... played along. Initially, when he shot me, I play dead by tilting my head one side and sticking out my tongue. Then he shot again. I dodged his made-believed bullets ala Matrix style. The next time, I improvised. I took the ketchup plate to act as shield. He was trying real hard to get me, to the amusement of his parents... Wahaha.. He moved along and continue shooting my mum who also play dead before heading back to his table.

(I grew up in a boys' world at home. Need to pick up some skills to survive my brothers)

When the change for the bill came, the little boy came back and did a thing that I dont think I'll ever forget =)

He took my left hand and gave a peck on the dorsum of my hand. Like the Malay culture traditional salam. So sweet rite?..

All those racial shit doesn't seem to matter at that instance. I felt so muhibbah.. X)

That little boy made my day... ^-^