A RECENT incident tugged at my heartstrings, while waiting for the traffic light to turn green. A luxury SUV in front of me had its windows down. Inside, I could see a young child, in my opinion barely five years old, waving his hand.
It soon became clear to me he was waving hello to his counterpart next to him riding pillion on a motorcycle. The act was reciprocated, and the moment the lights turned green, both passenger kids were off on their separate ways.
