It happens more often in the past one year. I noticed that babies and small kids love to stare at me. And I mean really stare. I don’t know if this happens to other people or not but because it happens so frequently, I wonder if it is some sign to me reminding me that I am of age to have a child.
The Malaysian Film Club (Kelab Seni Filem Malaysia) has recently organised a Wim Wenders weekend and this prompted me to recall scenes of how the babies and children looked at the angel in his “Wings of Desire” (the club did not show this film, unfortunately). It is like that, strange stares from children, that sometimes also smiles at me but I don’t know why they are smiling (I was not making funny faces).