Some faces you never forget.
20 years ago were erased in an instant when I heard a bicycle bell and the call, “Kuih ....ku..ih!" To my astonishment, on the other side of the road stood the old Indian uncle who sold kuih in the George Town neighborhood where I grew up. I walked over and smiled. He grinned back and nodded to the many types of kuih (Malaysian style snacks made from glutinous rice) in the basket on his bicycle cart.
As Penang rapidly changes, it's good to see some things have not.