i went into the kitchen to get something to drink.
mum was there, by the sink just looking out the window to the street.
people, mostly the malays with the hari raya visiting and all, were walking up and down the street.
she was just looking and well i thought i'd join her.
then suddenly she shouted, 'selamat hari raya!' out the window to a malay family. next thing i know she ducked. i panicked when the family started to look around.
not wanting to get framed, i ducked too.
then she started laughing like the mad insane woman that she is.

i thought age was suppose to make you wiser, not make you slip into a second childhood.