As a child growing up in Singapore, I was used to living
in close quarters with my neighbours. I didn’t like to bring my keys around – I
was afraid to lose them. I used to remember sitting on my slippers outside
home, then having my neighbours invite me into their houses.
That’s the beauty of living in Singapore heartlands. You
don’t have sheep or animals as neighbours, or only have your neighbour 7 miles
down the road. You have them, right by you.
Singapore Matters shared a story about Mr Chua, who may not be
as handsome as the “Shop Theft is a Crime” cardboard standee policeman or
Captain America, but definitely proving that every man, or woman deserves a
hero in your weakest moment.
Mr Chua’s bravery shielded his elderly neighbour from the
blows of her son when he gets angry. Her son suffers from mental health issues,
and whenever he turned aggressive, she would run to his house – always open –
to seek for refuge.
By knowing our neighbours beyond the everyday hello in
the lift, it makes it easier to empathise with each other and temper such
situations with kindness. We understand why others react the way they do –
maybe curry brings back bad memories, or someone’s a very light sleeper. We can
relate better to one another, and realise that hey, maybe, we all have fears,
struggles and aspirations; and like each other, we all want that helping hand
in a moment we most needed it.
In another incident where family was the perpetrator of
hurt, one that saw how citizen journalism was actually useful instead of just
stomping on others (pun intended). A Mohammad Juani Ali, helped exposed terrible deeds
a 58 year-old lady was subjected to. The daughter and husband of an old lady
had abused the old lady, slapping her, pulling her hair, hitting her with a
broom. Sometimes, blood does not run thicker than water.
We are neighbours not by chance, but
we are friends by choice.
Remember, living in an urban
environment, and interacting with others might bring about problems. It is
however, essential to manage and bridge these differences.
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