Stories from Maidsville…
“I bite my lips to stop myself from crying tears of joy as she moves the sofas and attacks weeks of dust and hair balls underneath. My Mom’s maid in India had been very specific about this. Cleaning only applicable to unfurnished areas of the house. Which when living in over-the-top, never minimalistic and Godrej-almirah loving … Read more
If Time is the greatest Healer, then Time Zones are the meanest wake-up alarms
Its fun getting calls from people at 3 am when you’re sleeping. No really, it is. It’s the kind of fun you equate to being stuck in the traffic for 2 hours without moving an inch or having to spend your entire weekend at the office. I think you get the picture. Read more… Get … Read more
My Mute Commute In Singapore
After years of jumping queues and waving down dangerously careening rickshaws (which tend to stop 5 millimetres away from my Bata-clad feet) and hopping off slow-moving trains in India, one develops a sort of thirst for a daily quota of excitement. And if one does not avail of this quota daily, then things can get stifling. … Read more
Confessions of a Fearless Palate
When I think about packaged food in India, my mind automatically conjures up images of cold tetraPaks of mango Frooti (fresh and juicy), packets of crunchy Kurkure (can never have enough of Kurkure, can you?) and rows of instant flour mixes pledging loyalty to India’s long standing tradition of hearty carb-filled breakfasts. The Singaporean supermarkets however … Read more
Guide To Being A Bad Guide
I read a feature article in the local newspaper last week (Yes, I do read the papers when the odd bout of madness seizes me). Anyway the article was about an expat guy who hated the task of taking his visiting friends/relatives around Singapore. You know, the general ‘Sentosa Islands – Botanical Gardens – China … Read more
Durian – the Forbidden Fruit
“Durian fruit – where even the bravest nostril fears to tread.” Exaggeration or not? Well perhaps a little. The original post was supposed to be about 10 weird things I find at the local supermarket at Singapore. I started off with the Durian fruit, but had so much stuff to say about it, that the rest … Read more
Dinner-time at Singapore
To read the first part in this series, click here. 4 years of hawker centre dining in Singapore has brought out the food enthusiast in me. I have mastered the art of eating with chopsticks, grown to tolerate tofu in large amounts and have a new-found fondness for soya milk. But there are days when … Read more
