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Joo Chiat

How do I explain why I feel the way I feel about the every day beauty I see? I found myself floored last weekend, when I realised what was meaningful and interesting to me, was as humdrum and as boring as it could get for someone else. No matter the enthusiasm I pushed into my words, it all fell flat.

But don’t you see – the telephone number is only five digits!

But don’t you see – the signage is of a dying breed!

But.. they don’t see.

Joo Chiat 2

It’s all right, I guess. More beauty for me, as my heart lightens.

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Today’s JalanMedha was blessed with a crazy blazing sun, after a week of uncertain rain whenever, wherever. We ate our way through Tekka Market, went into a secret observatory and noticed how Rochor Centre faded from view (soon enough, after this year), and were dazzled by the colours and sights of an area that was never designated to be particularly for the Indian community.

From a secret observatory

Memories last, but physical places don’t.

Presenting: the last moments of someone’s home; the closed shutters of someone’s shop; the remnants of someone’s playground.

Goodbye Rochor Centre

of a reminder for 2016


If I ever forget, if I ever find myself a little lost, let this 2014 photograph remind me that Life indeed, is full of beauty.

It may be that I needed the broken heart to push me to open my eyes to who I am, that I am a person who finds enough in the everyday, and who needs people who understand the everyday. It may be that I may never find that person who gets me, but if and when I do, wouldn’t it be a joyous discovery of someone, as well?

Life is beautiful, and Life is short enough. So come on, come and walk with me, and let’s observe the every day in her everyday beauty.

of my love for walking


You never know the potential inside you, till you max it out with trial and error. I never knew I enjoyed giving walking tours, till I realised in late-March this year that “hey, I love interacting with people, I love sharing, why not share more?”


So began Jalan Medha, and I should pen down what I’ve done before the funny memories get hazy:

  • Chinatown, 5 Jul: First walk with 7 friends on a Sunday where many shops were closed and we bought lots of childhood snacks.
  • Balestier, 1 Aug: 15 friends (and friends-of) on a Saturday, where I realised my throat needed to train itself to last longer than 2 hours. The owners of the coffee beans shop and optical shop were so lovely.
  • Jalan Besar, 29 Aug: 12 participants where we walked through hot weather viewing beautiful and ignored architecture .
  • Little India/Rochor, 10 Oct: More of a lunch walk with a group of 7 friends (with international representation).
  • Joo Chiat, 25 Oct: Headed back to where it all started, with 10 participants, my own route and a new beginning.
  • Keong Saik/Everton, 14 Nov: Finding new gems with 10 participants, even when I thought I already knew the area very well.

Looks like I’m on to something that I truly love. I hope you find what you love soon!



of drawing my next step

3FE in Dublin

Hello September. You didn’t expect me to be growing up from a heartache that we never saw coming, did you?

I’m glad that it left me stronger even as I was torn up for a good few months, and I found my love for doodling again. These days, I’d bring a little booklet out and try to capture the moments even as I tell myself “put that handphone aside, and be with the people who choose to be with you, right now”. We have our bad habits that we need to curb.

My next step begins after London and Dublin. We all need to keep moving.

The Modern Pantry in Clerkenwell

Coppa Dublin

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