I called Singapore once. Not so long ago. I as small as it is, its skyline is imprinted in my memory. And it is a good one. It received me well, generously and its weather embraced me Reminding me of the sticky summer days of my childhood. Its food abundant and cheap not really reflective of the hard work and hearts put into it – also like at home. Being back for the first time after leaving this tiny country I used to call home was a bag of mixed emotions. Though doing something familiar in an unfamiliar way was an interesting experience. It made me think of all the different experiences one can have in a single place that sometimes just pass inadvertently.
