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The Seasons I

Singapore is sitting on the equator – well almost. Which explains the Singapore climate. Seasons as we have them closer to the polar regions just don’t occur. Most people living here, of course, won’t know what they are missing.I. Winter Winter can wear you down, especially when daylight is turning dusk as early as 16.00 hours, day in, day out. It is depressing despite the picturesque (and dangerous!) icicles growing meter-long from the gutter along the steep roofs. As I went to primary, the post war facilities weren’t sufficient yet to take in all pupils in one go. Classes were crowded and, sometimes, we had to take shifts – morning and afternoon. And it was one of those dark afternoons...

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Mother’s Day

Every second Sunday of May, we are reminded of our debt: mother’s day.It’s a debt alright; you are around, fed and educated because your mother insisted. This insistence may have been a pain, motherly love comes in various colors and shades including – and more often than you think – the crusty kind hidden under thickening layers of pessimism. But I shall never forget the mother I once had sitting across of me in a European train compartment. She was a visitor from India in the traditional sari and an absolute genius in handling her son. The only way to describe it is to say, that her (six year old?) son was hopelessly in love with his mother. Truly a rare...

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Fresh or artificial? The ramblings of a puzzled man…

Lately, a still unmarried man walked in and asked if we could preserve the bridal bouquet after his wedding? What he meant to have was a lasting memorial of his forthcoming marriage. The preservation of the bridal bouquet is a bit of a mummification job – I heard the Japanese are good at this. But then again, the Japanese also put a blue potato in an expensive wrapper as a gift for a friend. The man talking to me had obviously never considered the custom of tossing the bridal bouquet into the crowd of the unmarried maidens – who catches it would be married next.  Actually, it is a bit surprising to think of the Japanese preserving bouquets. Their culture...

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