Tucked away in some corner of Yio Chu Kang, a quaint little village, called Kampung Lorong Buangkok, that’s so near, yet so far from urban civilization, far from the maddening crowd and the bustling city island of Singapore.
Met with one of the Chinese residents there. He was reminiscing about the good old days when the kampung was a lot more alive. Told us about how, as a kid, he would run to the fields to join his friends to gaze at the beautiful lanterns during Lantern Festival. The different races mixed around freely then, without the need for any contrived notions of “racial harmony”. Life for us urbanizes is quite different as we surrender ourselves to our four-walled cells at the end of every workday, with nary a glance at our neighbors.
It was a short, 3-minute chat. But those three minutes were enough to transport my mind back to when it was quieter, where the air was crisper and when life was, well, a lot simpler. This resident lamented about the uncertainty of Kampung Lorong Buangkok’s future, and that if people wanted to see what real village culture was like, they should come here.
So I guess I’m doing the next best thing by sharing these shots with you, to create awareness. Go visit the place for a real sense of a bit of S’pore history. We’re all too familiar with the fact that such places tend to go sooner rather than later, so now’s a good a time as any to check the place out.