My Thoughts Keyboarded

If you are living in Singapore for more than 6 months,  you probably would have walked into at least a dozen of tourist's pictures by accident. The city is so small that the boundary between the tourists attractions and everyday living space is paper thin.  Especially if you are travelling to  centre  of the city (like me) you walk through a maze of tourist attractions like buildings, churches, trees, stones or whatever. The worst comes in the form of 'hop on bus' city tours. The other day I was shopping for flowers in little India, in my shorts and worn out t-shirt. It didn't took long to realize I was being photographed by bunch of cameras from the double-decker bus.  I have no idea how an Indian buying flowers would be a holiday memory to cherish.   Whether you are having a bad hair day, or busy talking to yourself while walking, there is no escape from this paparazzi. I didnot walk into this - Sam and Angel my flat mates :) Singaporean tolerance levels

If you toss a coin, standing anywhere in the crowded place of your city , it is sure to hit someone who is either, loved, lost, or lonely (not necessarily in the same order though). The sheer amount of break up albums and movies that sold out last year is quite a proof.  People seem to be either fighting for love or fighting in the love. I once saw a scary movie where the hero is always walking around with neck pain. An instant photograph reveals to him that the ghost of his girlfriend is sitting on his shoulder all along.  The director couldn't have said it better about carrying past relationships. According to Taoist Chinese tradition, The gates of the hell are open during the month of August every year(also known as ' hungry ghost festival') . Buddhist on the other hand believes that the gates of heaven are also open and the  deceased   ancestors are free to roam the lands of living.  In Singapore, any open ground near the Chinese home becomes offering place for