Cambodia, November 2013. When dusks ebbed away and the buzz of the central Kampot market died, a part in town spring into life with a simple fair for the children. It quickly became a reminiscent of my childhood back in Singapore 1990s where these oversized ducks and turtles hurled children in exciting speed and circles.
It was a period in life — being a child — when expectations are not concrete and dreams are next to limitless. Now that we are all capable of destroying this planet and making the next generation, expectations are demanding and dreams are dangerous.