Before you know it, a year has passed and it’s time to celebrate the independence of my nation again.
Happy birthday, Singapore.
I love you, I truly do. This is where I had grown up, this is where my family and loved ones are. I love how I had the chance to have an education, how I can sit here and blog about my fondness for this little red dot of an island, how I can later picnic in the city just so I could catch a glimpse of the exhilarating fireworks.
As I grow older, I have come to realise that loving one’s country is not the same as loving one’s government. I love Singapore for the intangibles – the familial ties that bind me, the memories that I have. It’s really a complex tussle, I can’t put it into words. I may not necessarily agree with many things that my government implements but I also know that without them, this country may not be where it is today. Is that a good thing? I don’t know.
But it’s going to be the home for me for the rest of my life – I’m getting married here, have a little apartment waiting for me next year and it’s where my children will grow up.
And as always, I love Kit Chan’s warm voice that exudes oodles of emotions. I just wish she doesn’t sound so strangled towards the end.
And maybe, that sums up my feelings for Singapore.