Bonjour!

I woke up this morning with the usual dark scowl that the time of day has come to witness almost daily, moaning as usual and contemplating whether to head back to sleep and screwing everything else. The normal thing would be to try and ease the pain of getting up by giving myself as many five-minutes-mores as I possibly can before I become officially late and unsalvageably late. By this point, I have no hope for the rest of the day but per usual after the required caffeine shots, Sandy Lion becomes quite dandy and ready to report for smiles. I digress. My point being really, that today started off awfully and one wouldn't expect to have had such a brilliant day, but I did!

It was the small things really that took the cake off everything else. There are two little girls in the estate who are always cycling around and sitting in the open with their Nai Nai. They're two delightful little things, complete with the chubby cheeks and all the sweetness in the world. They're pretty much Mandarin speakers so normally when I pass them by I stop and coo and say a little before going off. They're so adorable that I've given them names that are impossibly apt for them, Polly and Rosy. Polly's a little chatterbox and the older gem's always ready with a "Jie Jie, hallo, Jie Jie!" . Rosy's rather quiet, being the younger babe, so her normal practice is to smile and giggle as Jie Jie walks by. Anyway today I was going to the shop and Rosy and her aunty were sitting on one of the benches next to the field. As I passed by, I gave her a silent wave and in return, the sweetheart gave a little giggle and raised her stubby little hand, fluttering her tiny fingers shyly as she blushed. Of course yours truly melted into a puddle right about then.


"She looks up at you,
porcelein skin and rosy cheeks,
her glittering eyes crinkle
as her tiny lips form a delectable grin."

Later on, I was heading out and as I was coming out of my place, I saw my bus arriving at the bus stop a good two hundred metres away. I tried running for it anyway, half knowing that it was a goner, but giving it a shot since I was going to be late if not. I hate running for buses, because you know it is so tak glam(ho, ho, like I am at all glamourous in the first place!). Anyhow, I was about halfway there when the bus started moving off and I was already envisioning the whole hands thrown in the air thing along with the cursing that would come along as you wonder why the driver couldn't just stop since they ALWAYS see you running anyway. To my surprise, the bus stops and the driver waits for me to continue my sprint towards it! I got on the bus to find the driver looking forward, without an expectation of any manner of thanks from me. I managed to heave out an emphatic expression of thanks amidst my panting and he simply gave an acknowledging nod and went on his way. I love such people. It's wonderful to meet a person who'd display such an extention of goodwill. It's not a matter of how small the gesture was, but that he could do it without a qualm, any self-agenda or even merely expecting a showing of basic courtesy. If not brilliant enough, three hours later the guy drove me back home. As I got off the bus I hurried a little to pass the front door before the bus moved off, and the fellow gave me a hearty wave and once again went on his way. I can't begin to say how much I wish I'd, by some virtue of intuition, known that it would be him again because I would have loved to have bought him something. Anyone that pleasant deserves a piece of cake, don't you think?

Sometimes you realise how frequently you bypass the little things around you and if today's anything to go by, it's really the small "inconsequentials" that can make you realise that you've had one of the happiest days of your life.