www.Go To The Mountain - Musings of a Potential Guru

Run baby run. Occasionally, I'll take a drive to take a run. I like driving through the old Punggol road that leads to Punggol End that is now called Punggol Settlement. The dense foliage of old allowed only intermittent sunlight to pass through but not it is little balding with age. Was happy to get a car park and a tortoise greeted us. It was hot and humid and it makes us want to get into the water. But the tortoises were getting out of it. Is it warmer in there? An outdoor run is always better. Saw a Wan Hai Lines container vessel that was steaming pass. As you run the landscape is changing. The sun, the skyline and ... ...the sea. You can focus on the things nearby. Or let the mind wander further in the distance. Or of fallen trees and fallen dreams. Or peek into a lone man fishing with just a brolly and a rod. I don't know about you but wherever I go, my senses always work overtime. Like feeler...

Punggol was once country side. When we were young, we went to some fishing ponds there and we have to walk past some pig farms. You know a pig farm is near because firstly you can smell it and you can hear the noisy pigs. I would describe that whiff as sensational. At times, we would fish at the jetty at Punggol end. Occasionally, on a few special occasions, we had seafood at the Punggol End where Choon Seng and all the rest of the famous seafood names were. All on wooden planks and sheds and by the sea. Those days there were no highways. In fact, there were not even two ways but just one and the only way was to get to the end of Upper Serangoon Road and then onto Punggol Road. The narrow stretch of road that went up and down and surrounded by trees on both sides all the way. The beauty of day was when sunlight shimmers through the canopy of the trees. The dimly lit small bus stops there were perfect settings for horror movies. I have written some articles about it previously: ...