i saw him a few weeks back, when i was having lunch with my parents in Selayang. he is short, plump and he wears this big grin on his face. he also carried his larger than life briefcase around. he caught my attention as he went table by table smiling and giving salam to everyone.
'assalamualaikum pak cik, bagi saya seminit je nak cakap. produk ni bagus pak cik, buatan malaysia, mak cik pun boleh guna... oh yer? takpe, terima kasih sebab dengar yer pak cik.'
this line is repeated God knows how many times per day and i was touched seeing him trying to explain though it was really hot that day and he was all sweaty. but still, he was smiling and held his head up high.
in my mind, the thought of 'how much he earns' kept on playing without the pause button being pressed. it was really none of my business but i was distracted by him. my eyes were practically glancing at him in each table he stopped because i was amazed by his courage, determination and positive aura.
so i dont know what happened to him since that day but a week ago, i saw him again, walking through the pedestrian walk towards the Old Town White Coffee in Wangsa Maju-still carrying his briefcase and wears the same smile.
to me, he was bold and still am.
so i dont know what happened to him since that day but a week ago, i saw him again, walking through the pedestrian walk towards the Old Town White Coffee in Wangsa Maju-still carrying his briefcase and wears the same smile.
to me, he was bold and still am.
