I remember praying to be tall when I was a scrawny pre-pubertal boy. I specifically asked for a height of “6 feet”. God has a wonderful sense of humor because lo and behold, when the hormones kicked in, I shot up to be 183 cm tall (that’s exactly 6 feet!) in one year but because I neglected to be specific in my prayer (for instance, I forgot to state “proportionate growth horizontally), I remained pathetically scrawny for another few decades! Being tall and scrawny sucked!
Anyway, being tall in a country where the average make height is 165 cm (5 feet 5 inches!) wasn’t much fun. I could go on and on about the disadvantages of being taller than the average Malaysian dude – like hitting the roof of a Kancil car with my head whenever I get in, developing a sprained neck while standing in a mini-bus, relative hypoxia, getting the first drops of rain, higher exposure to UV rays, smelling the scalps of fellow travelers in a packed train, etc.
But every once in a while, being tall has its advantage. Like what happened the other day when I was disembarking from the plane after a 5 hour flight from Delhi to Kuala Lumpur. I was one of the last few passengers to get off the plane and as I was walking through the narrow aside towards the exit, I spotted something in one of the overhead cabins 10 or 12 seats ahead of mine. When I got closer I realized that it was a book, which was probably left behind by a fellow passenger or maybe even a passenger in any of the plane’s earlier flights. Instinctively I reached out and picked it up as I passed the seat.
I quickly flipped through the book but found no name of the owner or any sort of ID within so there was no way to return the book to its rightful owner. My travel mate walking behind me urged me to just keep the book.
I glanced at the title and was delighted to discover it was this book:
It’s the book I wanted to buy while I was in Melbourne but did not because it was too pricey! Maybe it’s a sign that I should read this book! I can’t wait to start on it and discover the secret to a “ridiculously good life” – just as soon as I finish the last 150 pages of the last book in the Harry Potter series!