Singapore is one of the few cities where I comfortably walk alone at night. I feel like it’s the safest city in the world to be a woman. So on my last visit, I took advantage of this nightly freedom to stroll through crowded footpaths of Little India where all that glitters is usually gold. Continue reading All that glitters is usually gold
No traffic sounds disturbed the lull of Rameswaram except the occasional tinkle of a bicycle bell. That changed when a new Tamil movie came to the roofless movie theatre. Continue reading Can you ever get away from advertising?