I was actually looking for the kids from the orphanage centre – just to say HI – but none were to be seen. I take it its because I have arrived fashionably late for the annual Eid gathering organized by the hospital committee. I was after all scheduled to come in for the evening shift thus honestly not keen to arrive early for the ceremony. The plan was to sneak into the hall, grab some food, take selfies and proceed to my worldly duties. Indeed, that was what happened last Friday. I joined the fun in just under 30 minutes. Chomp chomp, Nom nom, Smile Smile, and off I went.
People were dressed in colourful dresses, baju kurung and kebaya. Food was awesome. Laughter and jester was heard from every corner of the concourse.
It also brought out hidden photography talents among colleagues. I wished those who could sing would go on stage and hum a tune or two. No one claimed to have such talent though. Selfies took place like mad. We had a ‘family photo’ as well and I thought it was interesting regarding a colleagues technique in trying to make us smile.
It wasn’t the classic ‘Cheese’ or ‘Kimchi’. Instead, at a count of 3 at 2.. he would abruptly scream ‘senyum!’ in a loud commanding voice and by 3, we were grinning or laughing hysterically.
Apart from a chance to have good, delicious food, it was also a moment for myself to get to see my colleagues family – those who bring their kids and stuff. It helps to put a face to a name especially when they talk about these special people during casual conversations at work.
20th Syawal today.. and the Eid engine is still running like the Snowpiercer. Already I have another 2 invitations for another Eid gathering this month.
My dieting regime is going down the drain… Oh noooo..
