I ran into a young man on the stairs as I was descending to the library lobby. I smiled as usual, and he smiled back. I kept descending a few steps.
Man: Excuse me, Sir.
Man: Hi, my name’s James.
Me: I’m Misdi.
Man: Mmhh. I’m a Christian. Are you a Christian?
Me: No. I’m a Muslim.
Man: Did you pray back there? I saw you bow your head and close your eyes before studying.
Me: Well, actually no. I was sleepy.
Man: Oh, I see.
Me: I do pray, though, but not before studying. Sometimes before eating.
Man: I see. Well. Anyways, Merry Christmas!
Me: Merry Christmas!
I continued descending the the stairs, and I remembered two days before my wife had told me to recite “Rabbi zidni ilma…” before studying. I guess James was just somebody God sent to remind me to say hi to Him/Her/It before I start studying.