Kisah Komuter #12-Thursday Morning with Abdul Fattah

This morning starts with serenity...I think I love Thursday much more than the other days...My breakfast in the train was a book, For One More Day by Mitch Albom , refer to this..http://mitchalbom.com/%20...suddenly...a boy pick my attention...he look like Chinese boy with big belly...i ignored him...suddenly..."excuse me,what time is it now?"..."it's 7.50"..."thank you"...again ignored him...reaching KL Sentral..he's pushing hard against people rushing out of the train ..maybe because he's a little boy..no one notice him...he sat next to me...i told him" dont worry...you still have time to get to school"...he smile...i asked again" which school are you"..."horizon international school"..i nodded...he spoke again " near Putra Station"...i nodded...that how our conversation started...later i knew that he's Uzbekistan Nationality..His father is Senior Lecturer at UPM..according to his father name card...haha...imagine..an expatriate let his boy go to school on his own...with his name card in pocket..maybe in case of emergency or abduction...the abductor know how to contact for ransom...hahha...Abdul Fattah his name..with double t...he's very talkative..like a bird chirping in the morning..talking about his science class..his favourite subjects...He told also he can speak Turkish..i notice other passengers smile looking at two of us...talking like friends...he repeatedly mocking "Bank Negara..Bank Negara"...i told him that i have to go...remind him to board same coach tomorrow..what a short conversation i tought...hope to see him another day...at the door nearly stopping time..he asked me.."where do you living".."Seremban"...i walked out proud..proud of meeting with an Uzbek boy...proud of myself...kids are more truthful and sincere...this is why I love Thursday...