A typical bus of My Bangkok |
One has even become a good friend. So when I saw her recently at the bus stop, she became very excited, coming over with a big smile to greet me. She took hold of my hand, explaining why I no longer see her so regularly. I was touched and taken aback by this most welcome encounter. Next time, I will take hold of her hand.
Two days later, I got on a bus to be greeted by a bus conductor, who was the exact opposite. He stood right back from me, saying nothing, showing no sense of engagement. His behaviour was such that it made me ask myself - what is going on here?
Quite naturally for me, this questioning deepened to my asking myself - how does one be a Christian in Buddhist Thailand? On later reflection, I realised I could also ask - how does one be a Christian in secular Australia? Still, I am here in Thailand, not Australia. So my question stood.
I would not name this as a World War III question. Nor would I think this demands a deep theological response. I would simply say that it raises the challenge of our being human together. No matter who we are, we enjoy a shared humanity. It makes the uncomplicated demand that we make the other feel at home in our presence. Humour, a smile are great tools for engagement, leading to a good, natural and huiman encounter.
How did I become such a good friend with his woman bus conductor? On first meeting her on a bus, she too was most unfriendly. I rsponded by greeting her in return, with humour in my poor Thai, which she loved and to which she responded most positively. She even asked for my phone number (which I never gave). How funny!
It is not rocket science. I am not on Mars. It is just about being a decent human being, who sees the other as my equal and partner on this planet. And that is not always easy but, after all, we are all human.
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