44 years living here
and not once have I yet just chilled and relaxed in serangoon road
my daughter comes for drama class here now
and I have an hour and half to my leisure here
and what a pleasure it is!
the scents, of sambrani and oodhupathi, the tamil film songs a different one every few shops, the shops selling flowers, bangles, pottu,
the vegetables laid out array after array of leafy greens, pinks of pomergranates, bags of onion, ripe red tomatoes...
I buy some vegetables and the vegetable seller adds a generous sprig of coriander leaves ans curry leaves and makes me smile
I feel home and happy here.
Tamil lettering for the shops
smiling faces at every turn
the saree donning mannequins s in window glasses
I can't believe I'm describing my home like a tourist
but I've always seem serangoon road functionally
a place together things and then leave
but now I am soaking it in here
and loving in
today I stepped into the first shop I thought would sell matchboxes which I needed badly for my altar at home. The good man had no change for my 50 so I left to get flowers at the next shop
then I step back in and realise I have stumbled into a bookshop! imagine my delight
there are shelves and shelves of books, mostly in tamil. I can read the titles and I probably can read the text but I don't. I just drink innthe titles and then pick a few books in English and an assessment in tamil for my eldest!
but what a joy.
I step into the Indian heritage centre to wait the remaining hour and I love the pictures here of thaipusam and deepavali and ponggal display and so much more...
like I said it's like I'm discovering home despite having lived here all my life.
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