THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST, SPEAK TO ALL WHO LISTEN...
THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST, SPEAK TO ALL WHO LISTEN...
This story is told to me by a friend who frequents there. Have you ever wondered why are there so many rich people in Bukit Timah? The answer may lie in Coronation Plaza. In Coronation Plaza, there is an NTUC and beside it is an POSB ATM machine. At a specific time on a specific …
This happen to me during my army time at botanical garden for attachment, now the camp had demolished. The camp is a damn ulu an deserted, when I reach there I can tell how sianz it is, small camp, not much people, just squirrels and funny insects the worst of all you have to do …
This story happened before I was born and it was related to me by my father who was a taxi-driver. It was more to 9.00p.m., my father was driving his taxi (NTUC Comfort) to meet my two uncles (who are also taxi drivers) at REX (Selegie chicken rice stall) for dinner. While driving along the …
I served my army at the Rifle Range road camp. Sometimes after duty, when we can’t hitch a ride, we would just walk down the hill. Took me about 30min to walk down if I remember correctly. The number of guard duties I did was on average 4-7 per month (yes its the norm but …
As a Mat Salleh who used to live in wretched Singapore – and like my late-aba, I was skeptical about such Pontianak stories, until my late-aba told me this one: He used to know a Bomoh, who has a beautiful Malay wife, and she has a nail embedded on the top of her head, and …
This story actually happened to my late mother. My mother lived in kampong Bukit Timah Rd. This incident happened when my mother used to stayed late at night. My kampong that time has no electricity compare to the other kampong. So that late night the wheather was very warm…..so that particular night my mother ‘berkemban’…try …
I remember this incident vividly despite it happening when I was still a kid. In fact most of my memories relating back to my childhood is fuzzy or I can’t remember much about it such as my primary school days. I was admitted to KK hospital and was warded in those wards with animals painted …