My world is still relatively normal. I don't know, is it normal to have a full rainforest in your school grounds? Is it normal to speak three different languages a day? Is it normal for boys to play cricket in the mornings, basketball at break, and football after school (soccer to you AMERICANS)? Is it normal to eat rotis one day and pasta the next? My multicultural upbringing. That's true, I've never lived in my home country, never learned my mother tongue, instead learning Chinese, and to be honest, barely understand what's going on in India. I've been reading Pico Iyer's The Global Soul lately and it's really made me think about the weirdness in my life. Cause I am weird from the regular Indian living in India, but then so are my friends: my best friend is a Korean-American who's never been to Korea and lived while she was young in Germany. Singapore really, as a city, has no culture of its own, but a mishmash of others, like someone was sent to the 'Pick Your Candy' department of a sweet shop and kind of went crazy. So that's where we live. It's ideal for us expats. And expats are just going to get weirder and weirder as we have expat children and expat grandchildren till no one's really sure whether they belong anywhere. Maybe an airport.
