The Old Place

This morning,  I drove passed Balestier road and I can not resist to stop at "Jalan Dusun"  to take a closer look at this familiar place.  This is the place that i grown up and after 47 years,  it is still the same,  the same road,  the same coffee shop with the same lady boss and the same run down 4-story apartment. When i had my breakfast in the coffee shop,  the feeling  is just like turn back the clock.  Life seem do not changes much,  I will never forget this old place.