Sheep City

I was on the train this morning and as usual the train crowds were maddening. I stood there in the jostling midst of all manner of people, overwhelmed by their bodily scents and I-hate-Mondays or I-wish-it's-less-crowded look etched on everyone's faces, I wondered if I could last the journey to Tanjong Pagar. But before I could finish completing my thoughts, I arrived at Bedok and a larger stream of passengers poured in. I moaned quietly. If I were a woman I would have ... Read More