When life gives you lemons, STARE.

Cravings for corn-in-a-cup led fiance and I

to the SS2 night market yesterday.

We ended up buying more than just corns.

While walking back to the car,

with my hands full, holding onto food and drinks,

a bunch of people suddenly pushed against me from the back.

Fiance was walking pretty far in front.

And I was left behind.

Suddenly, I felt my handbag being tugged.

Sensing something was amiss,

my immediate reaction was to turn around.

And stare.

Not even looking at anyone else from the group,

I stared at just one lady with a ponytail.

Time stood still for few seconds,

then suddenly she held up her right hand,

showing me her palm, she told me

in a strong china-chinese accent:

“我的手没有拿东西啊！”= "See, my hand's empty!"

WHAT THE... YOU THINK I'M STUPID OR WHAT?

It's like saying:

“此地无银三百两”= "I didn't steal anything"

I just kept staring at her,

while walking faster ahead to join fiance who's buying

sugarcane drink in front.

After she walked pass,

I told fiance,

"I almost got pickpocketed".

Reaching into my bag to check my belongings,

we discovered this (picture taken this morning):

It dawned onto us at that moment,

the severity of the whole event.

Her knife was so sharp,

it sliced through my bag (from front to back).

If I had placed my hand in front (I usually do),

it would have sliced my hand too.

My cut-opened DKNY bag contained:

RM130++ cash in purse
Two-week-old Sony Ericsson handphone
Handphone cover
House keys
Namecard holder
300ml water bottle
Office access card
Plaster

Pens

* Highlighted are my most priced possessions in bag.

MOMENT OF TRUTH

After rummaging through my bag,

I realised that I've lost nothing.

Nada. Zilch. Absolutely nothing was taken.

Praise the Lord.

After this episode,

remorseful fiance promised to walk beside me,

wherever I go.

Keep an eye on your belongings, ladies.
Try not to carry your bag when visiting

night markets or other crowded places.

And of course, don't ever underestimate

the power of a stare.