The prodigal daughter returns! I must have spent half my lifetime complaining about life in the lion city. (And I’m not saying I’ve stopped.) But there’s nothing like several years in the States putting some things into perspective. And things change fast in Singapore – the country moves like a whirlwind. I see potential!

I moved back to Singapore (the east coast) from the US east coast in early April 2007. Brought my American husband with me.

I have one blog entry about growing up feminist (unintentionally) in Singapore. Other blog entries sometimes have a mention of my life or my memories. But this isn’t about me. Just about the issues that are most important to me!

About Singapore: It’s a tiny country all of its own, and (as I’m fond of saying after living years in the States) it’s not in China. Or Malaysia. It’s one degree north of the equator, at the Southernmost tip of the continent of Asia, south of Peninsula Malaysia.

If you’ve not run into anything before about Singapore, think of Tokyo or modern Shanghai, and try to put those cities in a tropical context. It’s not quite what it is, but close enough.

At a time when opportunism is everything, when hope seems lost, when everything boils down to a cynical business deal, we must find the courage to dream. To reclaim romance. The romance of believing in justice, in freedom, in dignity. For everybody. We have to make common cause, and to do this we need to understand how this big old machine works – who it works for and who it works against. — Arundhati Roy