Whenever I write anything about Singapore, what comes before my mind first, are the tall and taller buildings, wide and well planned streets, huge shopping malls with their sparkling glass facades, latest international fashions, clothes, public discipline and cleanliness. Words like farm, untamed grasses, mud, cow- dung just cannot be associated with image of Singapore in my mind. Therefore, when a plan was being hatched in the family, in the morning, about visiting a farm and having lunch there, I just could not believe it at all.
Mumbai has a posh sea face area, known as 'Warli'. In this area, just opposite 'Nehru Planetarium', there is a group of very tall buildings, which house few huge show rooms of well known brands. Just behind these building and not far away from the beach, there used to be a restaurant called 'Village'. This actually was a very fashionable restaurant, often visited by the Glitterati of Mumbai. In one corner of this restaurant, an old bullock card was kept along with few earthen pots, to create an image of a so called village. I always felt that the whole effort appeared very poor and artificial. I hate such Pseuds and was therefore expecting something on similar lines here in Singapore as I got into the car.
