1. Hearing the trumpet
I used to play the trumpet when I was in secondary school. I spent four years in the school military band. Those were the best years of my life – every day was filled with joy, purpose and camaraderie.
I did not choose to play the trumpet. I wanted to play the flute because the instrument looked so graceful and dainty. I was assigned the trumpet by my seniors and loved it from that moment onwards. The trumpet produces such sonorous and melodic sounds.
2. Teh Tarik
Piping hot Indian-Muslim frothy milk tea. Sweet and savoury.
Besides their bright yellow cheery-looking flowers, sunflowers remind me of my late grandpa and my childhood. He used to grow sunflowers in the garden of the house that we lived in. I used to pretend to harvest sunflower seeds by breaking off the flower heads and removing the seeds when the flowers were dry. Never failed to get a huge beating from my grandmother for destroying the flowers.