Things dey happen!!!
We were praying congregationally with this elderly person in the same queue. As we were rising from the prostration, my hand suddenly slipped into his pocket unintentionally. He politely grabbed my hand when I quickly reversed it to the initial stand. I felt extremely embarrassed and ashamed.
After the taslim, he looked at me suspiciously with a lucrative smile on his face. I glanced at him and turned down. I learned that I must wait for his departure to avoid having a conversation with him. Therefore, I gazed at him continuously while sitting calmly, supplicating and re-supplicating.
Things dey happen!!!🤦♂️😏
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