by M P Prabhakar This was just after the war and a lot of things were hard to come by. My friends and I were about ten years old, so playing back then was a lot different from today’s young. If we were not in school, we got together outside looking for adventure and went off… Continue reading The Swimming Pool
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Ain’t No Place to Call Home
by Kruz Aibrahms Not many of us can claim having more than ten homes while growing up yet I had sixteen by the age of thirty. This was due to my father’s vagrant duty stints. He was a cop with uncompromising loyalty to his master. In the sixties, transfers were the order of the day for policemen. We never… Continue reading Ain’t No Place to Call Home
The Lonely Years
by Zara Marissa It all started in 2019 I was so happy my first day of school yay I said I’ll make a lot of friends as I prepared all of my school books I thought it would be like this until I heard the news of a virus the teacher told us at school… Continue reading The Lonely Years
A Place I Grew To Love
by Andal Krishnan I was 18 when I was transported, along with my chemical engineer husband, from Singapore to Ulu Bernam Estate, United Plantations. Krish was to work in the research laboratory in the estate. What a culture shock it was for me. It took 3 hours on a boat to get to the estate from… Continue reading A Place I Grew To Love
Tough Love
Photo by Dainis Graveris on Unsplash By V. Dharmalingam Tender love or tough love? Which is best? My name is Siva. In the 1940s, at the age of nine, I lived in Klang with three sisters, four older brothers and my parents. Father was a labourer. Caring for our large family was hard on my mother. But we,… Continue reading Tough Love
Chow Kit
by Patricia Nambiar This is a story from the 1940s as told to me by my brother-in-law, George. “I was in my early teens living with my Grandma in the Chow Kit area which in the 1940s was a mix of the then Malaya’s different races. Chow Kit was already a bustling commercial area. There… Continue reading Chow Kit
1978
http://www.jenniferteophotography.com by Felicia Yong 1978 was the year I got lost. My first cinema experience at the age of 5 started with my mom hurrying my big sister and I into the car muttering about the distance to KL, complaints of the possibility of not being able to get parking which may lead us to… Continue reading 1978