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Yesterday there were errands to be run. Son’s first stop was the bank. He checked out some money. After that we went to Kohl. My daughter in law needed something. While both of us went inside, Son was looking after his three months old daughter outside. He strolled a bit away from the car for a few moments.

At that time a thief broke the driver’s side window, and stole the money. Son had put the money in the divider between the two car seats. The thief had followed us from the bank. Son remembered the white car. He had seen it at the bank, and while we were getting out of our car, it came, and parked right next to us. He didn’t pay any attention to it, not knowing that in the next few minutes he was going to be robbed.

Afterwards the police came. They said that a lot of robberies like this were happening. Their advice was that whenever you withdraw money from the bank, head home first, not towards the Mall. You never know who is watching.


While getting into the elevator, I noticed a man sitting on the bench. I had to visit my bank, and after that I was going to get books from the nearby library. It took a while. Son, and I were back on our floor, the man was still sitting there.

We had lunch, then said our Zuhr (noon) Prayers. We exited our apartment to go for shopping, the man was still there by the doors. I got paranoid. Why is he there? Hoped he wasn’t a thief observing who was in, and who wasn’t?

I voiced my concerns. Son said, “Mama! You are prejudiced to think like that”.


“Just because he is black”.

I was indignant at my Son’s assumption. I hadn’t even thought that way, and I wasn’t even that kind of an evil body. I had not even looked at the fellow properly. I had seen him from my peripheral vision, and didn’t truly know whether he was black, or white? He was wearing a hat. I was only concerned at his sitting there, because for sitting there is the lobby on the first floor which has a seating arrangement, and then there is a large sitting room too.

Son’s accusation had a sting to it. He made me feel a terrible person that day.