Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Of love, little girls, grandfathers, and fishball


I was buying fishball when this cute little girl sidled up beside me with her lolo in tow. She was asking him to buy her fishball too. Everyone (one girl -- that's me -- and 5 men) around that fishball stand was looking at the little girl and smiling.  I felt that no other face could look at that little girl with more love than her grandfather. For a while, it seemed as if the world had stopped. There were no rushing cars and loud horns; no litter on the streets and people hurrying to get home.  It was only that little girl and her lolo waiting for the fishball, while the rest of us remembered how simple and beautiful and in love we could be.