Dear Singapore,

You are like the mother I always have.
She bore me, feed me, educate me and in return, expects me to live up to a predetermined fate of her vision. However, due to her underestimation, I turn out quite the contrary. And like an experiment gone wrong, she has never cease in attempting to ‘rectify’ me.

As an adult, she is always terrorizing me about the potential (tragic) consequences of single-hood which she fiercely campaign against. In her further attempts to coerce me to submission, she even claim that single-hood is the foundation of mental disorders due to loneliness. In a more cajoling tone, she claims that having a child is the best thing that determines a woman.

She also never fail to nag about my meagre CPF that is never enough to see through my old age and the housing incentives that I will never benefit from if I do not marry. In fact, she is merely reminding me of my greatly disad vantaged situation by not conforming to the status-quo.

Lately, she declare a potential a monetary penalty upon me as a form of contribution to campaign for my younger siblings to have children instead. In short, she wants me to pay for the expenses towards bringing up a child who is not mine.

To put everything in her perspective, she just wants to homogenize us, contribute heedlessly to her coffer so that she is the best person to re-distribute the resources more effectively and run us like a clockwork in the name of ‘for your own good’. Individualism that creates unanticipated inconveniences are deemed needless and unnecessary.

As she continues to grapple onto the world with an inconsistent sense of reasoning and condemn the unidentifiable as undesirable (if not immoral), I am more interested to uncover an unrecognizable life than ploughing cheerlessly through one that has been lived through umpteen times to death.