There was this cute baby.
He (or she, hard to tell) looked at me with his mouth half-opened. His eyes were damn BIG and ROUND.
Of course, I looked back at him in the same manner. The baby looks so cute and funny. (Mr Ranjit Singh once said if something is cute, it's funny.)
This went on for several minutes until the Mother, perhaps due to her maternal instincts, stared at me and started moving about uneasily on her seat.
At first I thought that the Mother thought that I was looking at her, but I was wrong. (Can't blame me even if I did, there's nothing much to see in an MRT, especially when you are always standing for 40 Minutes from Dover to Eunos.)
Deeply threatend and scared by the Mother's stare, I looked away at some Chiobu instead.
Sadly, there wasn't one in sight.
Posted by TheLast |
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