As part of a New Year’s resolution I made, I had to travel to a part of Singapore that I have not being for more than 2 years.
As the train passes station after station, I discovered that there are less greens than I remembered. Where once there were lush vegetation, now stands tall concrete buildings. Where once there were open lands, now stands yellowish brown construction sites. Buildings that I remembered were being constructed now stands tall and filled with life.
I remembered the scenery. And more.
A friend once told me, at the end of the day, the things that anchored you to a place are your friends, families and places which you have lots of memories of. In a fast moving place like Singapore, the places that you had fond and bitter memories of, are temporary. So what is left are friends and families.
At the end of the trip, the memories that came flooding back, both bitter and sweet, reminded me that I still remember them. And that no matter where I am, or who I am, those memories will forever have a place in me.
