The Magic of Kampong Glam | A Humble Homesick Singaporean Pays Homage

The Magic of Kampong Glam | A Humble Homesick Singaporean Pays Homage

There is a magic to Kampong Glam that I cannot put into words. It is perhaps a magic that only I feel and only I know. Continue reading The Magic of Kampong Glam | A Humble Homesick Singaporean Pays Homage

I’ll always call Singapore home

I’ll always call Singapore home

As a third culture kid, home is everywhere and nowhere in particular. For a long time now, I’ve felt like the tortoise that carries its home on its back. Home is a feeling – a place in my heart, not a physical location. And yet every time I come back to Singapore, I remember that this is where I was born. I grew up in this city. It is familiar to me. Always will be. But I’ve lived so many lifetimes in the 11 years since leaving Singapore that I feel I’ve outgrown the streets and alleys of my childhood.  Continue reading I’ll always call Singapore home