There was a particular incident that happened not many months ago. I was in the LRT *subway* when a group of boisterous high school boys came in. They were joking in Chinese among themselves, and although I didn’t have the intention to eavesdrop, they were too loud! Hence any desperate efforts to block my ears were entirely nullified.
Throughout the 15mins journey I understood some of their jokes, but I had to bite my lips because people will undeniably think I’m insane if I started laughing hysterically by myself. Two stops away, one of the boys said;
“I think she understands our jokes” and looked straight at me.
At that juncture, it felt as if I had other eyes on me. As if I was suddenly awakened from a perpetual slumber, I knew it wasn’t just a feeling when his friends shifted their gaze to match his and they began talking about me. All I could do then was do an instant 180 degrees turn and implored to God; “What should I do?”
Intercom :: "Wangsa Maju. Wangsa Maju"
Saved! As soon as the LRT doors opened, I slipped through the throngs of commuters and dashed to the taxi station.
Sis :: What happened?
Me :: Biting didn’t help. My eyes were tearing up, and I couldn’t contain the chuckles. It’s like they have an unlimited supply of jokes! Maybe they already know that I can understand them, and they’re intentionally doing it. I feel so embarrassed!
I had forgotten about this incident but the story doesn’t end there.
The car was in the workshop so I had to take the LRT for the past 2 weeks. On one of those days, I was responding to a text in Chinese when I felt a towering figure behind me.
“I was right. 你还記得我吗?”
Literally shocked with his presence, I blasted this at him ... "吓死我了!!!".
Note :: “你还記得我吗?” means “Do you still remember me?"; "吓死我了!" means "Scared me to death!"
And he wasn't alone.
3.27pm Malaysian Time