ancient civilisation
i thought about the years before today. of past urban landscapes etched in memories, the people in their basic attires and colloquial conversations. that wisp of nostalgia which leaves a lingering smile hidden from modern living.
probably its just me getting older, fine lines on the forehead reminding you of how things were before. but i think its the places and people around me that creates a yearning for something before. the hipster cafe at tiong bahru makes me wish to retreat for a kopi-peng at any coffeeshop. or the haute cuisine sometimes make me yearn for satay at pasir panjang hawker centre.
the city is too sleek, shiny, clean, modern, made-up. its organic past diminishing quickly, some with its past shell standing but filled with breaths of fresh, soul-less air. It is such irony when one embraces the future but sometimes pushes it away for what kids these days call 'old-school'.
i then demand for a balance. an authentic one. not one of those pseudo-establishments that treat nostalgia like a theme park. past and pending. let's leave it as that.
probably its just me getting older, fine lines on the forehead reminding you of how things were before. but i think its the places and people around me that creates a yearning for something before. the hipster cafe at tiong bahru makes me wish to retreat for a kopi-peng at any coffeeshop. or the haute cuisine sometimes make me yearn for satay at pasir panjang hawker centre.
the city is too sleek, shiny, clean, modern, made-up. its organic past diminishing quickly, some with its past shell standing but filled with breaths of fresh, soul-less air. It is such irony when one embraces the future but sometimes pushes it away for what kids these days call 'old-school'.
i then demand for a balance. an authentic one. not one of those pseudo-establishments that treat nostalgia like a theme park. past and pending. let's leave it as that.