it's that time of the week again

No wonder my mood was particularly light when i took a walk to the market-place just now. Why, of course it is Sunday. The sky was turning dark as i strolled on the side-walkway and i could see the bright lights of the coffeeshops from afar. There was an air of excitement but it wasn't that of the atmosphere one finds in the raucous morning market. Families had congregated at the various coffeeshops and were having their dinner. This time of the day and week, the zi char stores at every kopitiam doubtless are at their busiest, taking orders and serving food for many a Singaporean family. I find it usually quite heartening to walk past these kopitiams, seeing small kids and grandparents alike with their other family members enjoying dinner together. Having grown up in the HDB heartland all my living years, this is a common sight which i am all too familiar with. I guess the kopitiam scene in the weekend evening depicts a very Singaporean aspect that strikes a chord with me. The shops and the facade of the market place may change over the years but not the feelings that it inspires in one who grew up breathing and living its vibes, with all its chaotic and colourful contents.