The gecko licks its eyeball seductively: ‘I mean, have you seen my feet?’
It is evening, and the world seems to go still for a moment, as though some kind of signal has been lost. You hear a tiny bark. There in the corner: a gecko. If the corner is in an apartment that is in a suburb in a city in Malaysia, you hear a “cicak”, in Bangladesh, “tiktiki”.
Where does this tiny reptile get the confidence to make a sound like that? “Not the hiss or croak for me,” it says. The gecko licks its eyeball seductively: I mean, have you seen my feet?
