home sweet home…
extremely outdated post (written in Dec 07, but some still applies so what the heck)….
home is when u can go to the food centre and order 3 SGD meal with 50cents soyabean milk. (recent debate in parliament and reactions)
home is when u can walk in the middle of night in any street and have zero fear of getting mugged. and still you get messages (e.g. below) to guard against complacency..
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home is when i see upgrading works being done and i think, “wow, that’s much appreciated”..
but i also know…
traffic
… its home when i hand signal to let pedestrians cross at a non-traffic junction and he signals me to go ahead instead..
its home when few bother to indicate which direction they are to travel
its home when i know i can do the above without being disapprovingly looked..
its home when i know if i disapprovingly look at someone who fail to indicate, he or she probably wouldn’t bother but thinks he/she is absolutely right..
its home when i don’t always worry about the speed limit on the road as long as i’m driving safety. (someone i know got fined for travelling 3km/h above the speed limit Down Under)
its home when im back to easy EZlink system that goes by pro-rated charging instead of a time-based charging system in Melbourne, Australia. (but i’m most ashamed of 3rd world actions in a 1st world nation…wait a minute.. who said the 3rd world people acted like that?! my recent experiences in thailand taught me they had such an open, free and seemingly simple outlook to life… courteous, amicable, loving. something Singapore seems to be lacking…)
society
its home when i see aunties and uncles collecting empty cans of drink, and i wonder why they have to do such a “job”, and why everyone else who sees it can’t seem to bother a bit. then i remember the poorest in our society and the complexities of the issue.. (link on and scroll down to the poor in a “special” Singapore section)
its home when no one bothers to keep left on the escalators. (we were once a british colony, we are right hand drive people)
its home when you know in your heart it’s home. and feel home.
