… was the manner in which I greeted the clerk in the Indian Restaurant.
He was a young man, looking to be of Pakistani herritage.
To my surprise he asked, “Excuse me Sir, are you Muslim?”,
“But I thought you were?”,
“No Sir, I’m Christian”,
“But you have a co-worker that’s Muslim, don’t you?”,
“Oh yes Sir, he works during the daytime”.
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When I recieved my meal, I thanked the clerk by holding my palms, vertically, together and bowing, he responded by saying “Namaste”…
…”Eid Mubarak!”