Of Papers and Skin! :-D

Finally! One set of mark details submitted today as of 5 minutes ago! Me happy! And even happier to submit that the entire class passed.. I wouldn’t mention the average grade but a couple of As made my day.

In other news, I’m still recovering from the shell-shock of being told I have very nice skin? The reason for the shock is divulged as follows:

Imagine standing at the counter of Saeed Bookbank, waiting to pay the guy for the pile of books balanced precariously in your arms, and this old (as in white hair, white beard old) person, wearing traditional Afro-Arab robes turns from the counter and looks straight at me, and makes the statement! I didn’t even realize he was talking to me even though he was looking straight at ME and I was still standing there when the gentleman walked off with his friend! Please understand that it was the middle of the afternoon, I had been on my way back from university, and my face was the colour of an over-ripe tomato.. So regardless of the aesthetic appreciation I have for the gentleman’s amazing powers of observation and frankness, I’m still wondering what to make of the comment… Still, I suppose I should be flattered but man, it was odd especially the speechless and staring in shock part of it. Those who know me will probably be most disbelieving of the fact that I didn’t say a word…

I wonder if my reaction would have been different if the remark had come from a slightly younger person? It certainly would have been more in line with the situations highlighted in books.. Ah well! That’s why fact is stranger than fiction…

I have a prayer for today:

Please Allah ji, let my mama understand that Spain will still be on the map if she allows me to go for my holidays on my own!