On the bus to Damascus from Aleppo.
At a stop in another city, two men boarded the bus. One of them looked at me. I smiled.
He asked,"Where you from?"
"Singapore," I answered.
He nodded.
A while later I caught him giving a quick look at us and speak something to his friend. Probably gossipping about us, I presumed.
Then he stood up, walked over to me and offered a sweet. I was caught by surprise and in embarrassment, said no, signalling that it's ok. But he insisted. "It's good for here," he placed his hand on his throat. So I accepted it cos it would've be rude to decline.
The friendly and sincere nature of Syrians can really move you.
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