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"Mr. President? My name is Khan, and I'm not a terrorist".

Today, while buying food for lunch, I witnessed this mother (I think) shout at her child, not more than one year old, to drink.

"Drink!"

"DRINK LA!"

I was just caught in shock, like literally. It soon turned into anger, but I had no right. I was just like, really? Really?! I swear I'd never do that. You could really see the resentment in her eyes, and I think she almost caught mine. So I ran away before she had the chance to throw the glass at me.

I really shouldn't be here, and I promised Tricia not to, but. (So Tricia, if you're reading this - sorry!)

By the way, I think My Name is Khan is amazing, you all should watch it, but bring tons of tissue. And watch "Four Lions" if you dare - four people will blow themselves up, but none in the name of suicide bombing. It's really rather sad. Black humour.

"It's okay to fail".

Cheers!