take a walk back to tiong bahru!

Happy Deepavali!

waking up around noon.. having lunch in Tiong Bahru Market with The Matriach, flirting my way to a discount at Bamboo Cane Juice (haha) Stall, simple wanton mee, enriching talks, ending it off with the peanut soup (tang yuan).

i'm amazed at the facelift tiong bahru market has had, i remmeber my fond years as a child, waking up in the wee hours (well i still do) of the morning, just to follow The Matriach and Aileen the maid to the market, i'd walk through the wet market, in dainty little flip flops with an oversized discoloured power ranger tee shirt, scared at the ways the owners hawked their fares of cold poultry, reeky fish and vegetables with a myriad of colours.

Afterwhich, we'd adjourn to the cooked foods for a takeway of heart fare, that included the famous chee kway, doughsticks (you tiao), vegetarian bee hoon with its oh-so-artery-clogging gravy.

the car would smell of (oddly) durian, everyone was sweating profusely, but when you arrive at the house gate, you see the sun glowing and rising. you feel, a somewhat family peace.

and flashback to today, just driving away from the hustle and bustle of TB market at 1300 hours, the faint memories come flying back, with an additional wanton of nostalgia and peacefulness.

and now i'm currently at my uncle's house as my own is undergoing thorough renovations, which involved major rewiring, so everything's wrapped in plastic to avoid dust (riiite) and workers are a dime a dozen, working on every room a the same frigging time. i slept on the sofa, which everyone agrees is as good as a bed, only to be woken up by a drill. (no sexual connotations please)

i think, Deepavali is probably one of my more serene holidays of this year. no wild excitement, no rush of blood to the head, no climatic turns. just family oriented times.

meeting up with the signal buddies later on. can't wait!