Lego is like Tetris. They are both simple games and have been around for ages but we are still hooked to them.
When I was a small girl, I didn't have many toys because Father liked to feed us with books while Mother thought, it was better to buy us stationeries. I think, we get our talents in Arts from Mother but none of us children can draw potraits like her.
We had Lego sets too but we can hardly build anything with the limited numbers of cubes.
It was mainly our faults because we always lost them and my parents got fed up and stopped buying us Lego.
And so, I became a teenager and had the freedom to spend my money without anyone restricting. Once, I bought a Lego set and gave it to my friend for her sixteenth birthday.
I was supposed to give the above card for my boyfriend for his birthday. I find it difficult to buy something for the opposite gender. I chose this card because it's simple, manly enough and cute.
The cashier was friendly, as she took the card to be scanned, she asked, "Who is it for?"
Me: (Blushed and smiles) It's for my boyfriend.
Cashier: Why do you choose this card? Do you think he completes your heart?
Me: (Laughs) No. It's only a game, yknow. (Lego)
Cashier: Good one! (Laughs) A game, huh? Where are you from?
Me: Me? I'm from Malaysia.
Cashier: Are you a Muslim?
Me: Yes, I am.
Cashier: Why don't you cover your head?
Me: Because I decide not to wear it yet.
Cashier: Nevermind. What's important is in the heart. I am a Muslim too. I am from Algeria.
The card is still with me because...Because perhaps, my heart is not completed yet.
Life is full of surprises.
My latest surprise was a few minutes ago, when I read an anonymous comment left in my previous post, asking me whether I'm the infamous Piah Zadora.
:) Thank you for making me laugh. (I am still laughing) But I'm sorry to disappoint you, I am not Piah Zadora. What makes you think I am?
11 hours ago