Return to Little India

I expected after my eighth visit to Singapore, I’d be tired of the city, but it greeted me like an old friend. Walking through the all familiar Little India, the smells and sounds of the Rochor District were like returning home.

Singapore’s Little India

As I wove my way along Serangoon Road, I was bombarded by alternating Tamil then Hindi music from nearly every store along the route. Glittering saris and sparkling gold shops mingled with countless vegetarian restaurants.

An ache for India

Sailing towards Kenya on the calm Arabian Sea, I knew I’d return to India one day. The country left its mark on me.

Can you ever get away from advertising?

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.