You'll never know who you'll see having lunch at curry houses these days. It happens to me while I was enjoying my late lunch at one of the many curry houses (they don't call it curry restaurant aren't they?) in Kota Kinabalu when I saw someone looking at the menu and ordered his food. He was none other than Lem, one of the masin-asin community members.

I try to beckon him to my table but he didn't seemed to notice me. So I called his handphone but that too went unanswered. Finally he sat at one of the tables, taking with him his food. Then I SMS him "makan kari ka".

It's only then that he realised that I was there at the next table. Yeah, the food was great and so was the chance meeting.