home is where the heart is eh ? ...
you know ... I still get the question "where are you from" every
now and then here ....
but one such question stuck in my mind ... cos the follow-up to the
question was "well ... you ain't canadian that's for sure ....
"
that sentence stayed with me for days ... it seemed to imply to me
that no matter how "assimilated" I become ... even if I pay my
dues, sink my roots, bring up little fatums here ... in the end, in
the mind of some people ... I'll always be "foreign" ....
I dunno ... perhaps not having my family here is one of the factors
... I still feel like some sort of drifter here, as comfortable as
I am ... I avoid buying furniture, cos they'll be a burden ... I
still sleep on a plain mattress on the floor, like a futon ...
despite all the people I got to know here, my friends in singapore
are still dearest to me, and perhaps that's why I love this forum,
cos it's a life line to life back home ... it keeps me sane perhaps
...
sometimes on one of those deep freezing winter nights I'd regress
into my previous life in singapore ... mid-night prata with
friends, over-night fishing trips with my mates, yakking in
singlish, dreaming of the future, thinking of the sweaty NS days in
number 4 ....
oh well ... it must be the beer talking .... 
