encounters with men on public transport

no, my story's nothing like Before Sunrise but i guess i could possibly let it happen, cause it to happen? but can you imagine: it could go awry. scary, don't you think? our lives are based on the decisions we make. do we listen with our heads or with our hearts? will you give in to your bodily lusts and throw caution to the wind? perhaps, you're looking for love in the wrong place again? will you deal with your fears?

anyways, i think an indian guy tried to get fresh with me on the bus this morning. i don't think it's molestation. is harrassment the same? i was *'harrassed* by an indian man once several months back. and my first such harrassment happened when i was very young. indian man again, lah. don't get me wrong: i have nothing against them. my tenants are indian. and i actually do feel for them when i see my kind discriminating them for no reason. i've witnessed it a few times. guess where: on public transport.

i always joked with a colleague (whose husband is indian) that i can marry an indian man but not a muslim one cos i love indian food and can't give up pork :P

i could sense the guy was trying to get my attention. my last time, an ang moh actually accosted me. is this a common occurrence to a woman on any given day? i'm not trying to fish for compliments. i've learnt my lesson the hard way. if this is a game the players perpetually engage in, i hope God grants girls and women His wisdom and wrap their precious hearts with His own palms. please tell them you value them like no men can, Lord God.