Singapore: Single and Searching – An Elysium of Tranquility (5)

Link to part 4: https://blackgirlinspore.com/2015/11/06/singapore-single-and-searching-the-holy-trinity-4/ The ocean twinkled, light spots bouncing off it’s surface. A deep sea green, it stretched as smooth and endless as a soft drape of silk, the richness of its dark colour glowing in the fading light. Lillian hugged her knees in excitement, watching the beach-trimmed landing strip approach.  “Please sit up…

Singapore: Single and Searching…The Holy Trinity (4)

Link to Part 3: https://blackgirlinspore.com/2015/10/29/singapore-single-and-searching-strangers-on-a-train-3/ “Oh…hey!”, Lanre smiled nervously. “Two days in a row!” Two days in a row? Dara listened in shock. How was this even possible? “We hung out just yesterday”, Lanre must have heard the silent questioning. “Such a small world”. “Singapore is tiny”, Dara replied, hoping her face didn’t give her away….

Singapore: Single and Searching – Strangers on a train (3)

(Link to Part two: https://blackgirlinspore.com/2015/10/23/singapore-single-and-searching-water-no-get-enemy-2/) Lillian nodded at the bald Chinese guy holding a small banner. “Welcome to church. Have a great service!” his arm directed her up to the conference room. He saw her every Sunday but his greetings remained the same – friendly yet distanced. You’d think he would recognise the black girl with…

Singapore: Single and Searching – Water no get Enemy… (2)

(Link to Part One: https://blackgirlinspore.com/2015/10/16/singapore-single-and-searching-a-tall-glass-of-water-1) Amaka hid her phone between her legs. “Is that right?”, her boss Indira looked up from her copy of Amaka’s report, her glasses pushed up over her honey-streaked mane. Amaka caught Rohit’s eye and he gave an almost imperceptible nod. “Yes, that’s correct”, Amaka ventured. “That’s inaccurate”, thundered Matthew, head of…

Singapore: Single and Searching…A Tall Glass of Water (1)

‘Thank you SO much for wasting the last three years of my life’, Dara stabbed her keyboard, each letter threatening her perfect manicure. ‘It’s been SUCH a pleasure working for a bunch of ungrateful, self-absorbed wankers like Morgan, Corbett and Shaw. She leaned back in her chair and swivelled towards the large window. She was…