fathers

i was sitting on a parapet under a shelter on saturday evening. it was raining yet again, and the air was uncomfortably humid. tired and hunching, i couldn't wait to get home for a shower. as if having a need to get busy with something to kill some time, i took out the brand new study bible that i bought from trumpet praise, unwrapped it and speed-flipped the golden lined pages for a smell of new book. i enjoyed the sound of flipping through the thin and crispy pages. hmmm smells goooot.... and i couldn't wait to index it later.

a dispersed cloud of smoke flew towards my face, and i could smell a freshly lit cigarette. sitting very near me on the same parapet was a malay man dressed in security guard's uniform. clamming a fag between his fingers, he was clicking his mobile phone away. i saw from behind his back that he was trying very hard to set a photo as his phone's wallpaper. a photo of 2 little girls hugging each other, probably his daughters. after a few minutes of fiddling around with the options, he finally managed to set that photo as the wallpaper. then he rubbed the screen on his pants to clean it. looked at the newly set wallpaper and smiled with pride and satisfaction. he swept his thumb across the screen several times to clean the screen even more and then put the phone back into his pocket. with a last puff and a flick, the exhausted cigarette flew a distance into the grass. he picked up his cup of coffee and left.

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sunday was my last intensive day for the new module. was so delighted that it ended really early. took the NEL back home and saw a lovely dad seated opposite me with his daughter. they seemed really tired from a big shopping spree at mustafa. sharing a seat, the dad fell asleep cuddling his daughter. and the little girl put her hand around her dad's neck and started patting him to sleep. nice.

"He will turn the hearts of the fathers to their children, and the hearts of the children to their fathers..." Malachi 4:6