I was coming back after my dinner to my flat.It is a multistorey building. And in the ground floor were a mother and a 3 year old child.the child waved at me and I waved back.Suddenly she came running to me. And came so close to me.I thought "aww"; she want to give me a hug or something. I must be a very nice person for a child to be so confident and loving with me .She came to me and put her little hand in my pocket and pulled out a dairy milk .She wanted the chocolate. I dont know how she sensed it.By then ,the mother came and told her off and pulled her away.I would have given the chocolate to her .But the Mom seemed upset and I didn't want the child,to get in a habit of getting sweets from strangers.
I smiled to myself. Well it reminded how I as a child would come running to my Dad more for the chocolate than Dad. A little bit Naughty.
