Friday, October 9, 2009

And today's the day I was proven wrong.

I just arrived at the car park of my housing area today when I realized that I only ate something light for lunch. I stepped out of the car, taking along my trusted washed green sling bag, and walked towards the nearest burger stall. And it was closed. I wondered if that burger guy and his wife had something to do today. They are a nice couple. In fact, they are the only people that I talked to extensively here at the housing area. Being denied of having some beef tonight, and the fact that I'm quite lazy to cook tonight, I headed to the mamak stall under the building. There, I ordered some take away and while waiting for it to be ready, I got my self a cup of tea.

And sitting at one of the perfect spot in the stall, I was engaged in my favourite pastime, analyzing other people.

There were not any customer in sight but a boy and his mum. The boy, I figured, is about 6. Since it was around 7 pm and the nearest primary school has the afternoon session, they boy cant be a primary schooler as he wore a normal yellow shirt and matching shorts, and he acted too young for his body built. He has bigger body than 8 years olds, mind you. He was playful, curious and seems to be keen on learning how the owner of the stall made some dishes.

And the mum, wore pink baju kurung, free haired, a little bit chubby but was buried in some papers. She would occasionally ordered something for her son to eat, whining around about her son behaviour and get back to the piles of papers spread on the eating table. Judging from her looks, she's a busy career woman. She might be a single mother, who earns enough to make ends meet every month.

My first impression after these initial analysis was that that boy might be a bit left out by the mum, whom giving him a couple of roti canai for dinner. He might be sent to the nearest nursery, where the rats roam the door steps at nights and all the kids there get was some ABCs, watching tv and afternoon naps. The mum wears a shiny baju kurung, maybe it was tailored for the Eid, and the boy's shirt, it was quite aged. So, my initial conclusion is, the boy might need a better upbringing.

As I sipped my tea for the umpteenth time, the mum called someone on the phone. Her expression was a bit happy and flirtatious, and yeah, she would occasionally paused at her conversation to make sure her son would behave. Maybe she's dating someone.

The urge to confirm my analysis got over me.

So I started a conversation with her.

"How old is he?"
"Six, but he looked like nine isn't he?" The mum smiled, proud. "He already finished Iqra 6. He can read and write and even speak in English."

I was dumbfounded.

"I sent him to the Smart Readers for 2 years since he was 3", she continued. "And now, he feels that its boring to learn. He said he wanted to play some video games."

I was speechless. I already knew that my analysis can only be about 70% right, but I just couldn't predict this coming to me. Trying to get back my composure, I sipped another tasteless portion of the tea.

"Why don't you give him Year 1's exercises, that ought to challenge him", I said to the lady.

She looked at me and smiled. "I did that, and he did it quite well. Maybe Year 2's might challenge him."

"Yeah, as long as his brain can get on to the thinking mode, then he'd be one of the best students in the future." I said that, in awe.

And in awe, I realized that this is the day I was proven wrong in my analysis, and the day I gladly accepting that fact.

The old saying about the book and the cover stays true still. And yeah, this event had helped me and reminded me not to leave any small detail about my subject of analysis. In this case, the papers on the table, the telephone conversation, and of course, the eyes of them two. Much can we learn from looking into the eyes of each being on earth. Eyes wont lie to you. And I ignored that during my analysis today.


I was wrong!

Time for the next analysis!


kenwooi said...

i like to analyze people too at times.. dont know whether my analysis is right or not.. haha.. =D

ah^kam_koko' said...

A few hours later, you took her home to your place & showed her a good time.

So you're going for rich women with kids now, eh?
Taking advantage for their lack of masculine attachment.

Musica said...

Kenwooi, its fun right? Trying to figure out the personalities of random strangers.

Koko, no, I dont do that.