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Recently, I’ve been to a couple of meditation sessions. Nothing very fancy – just a couple of guided group meditation exercises at work. One of the things that struck me, quite hard, I must say, is how different it is to experience something from just reading or hearing about it. This must be quite obvious to most people – strangely enough, it came as an epiphany to me.
Some time ago, I was in Singapore on work – it was quite a hectic trip with almost no time for anything else. I had carried my camera with me as an afterthought – with no real plans of actually going out and shooting any pictures. It so happened that the hotel I was staying in was in the historic Tanjong Pagar district, and I got the opportunity to turn in early one night while my compatriots were partying hard, which gave me the opportunity to spend a couple of hours early the next morning exploring the district with almost no other human being around. The early morning was also surprisingly devoid of the oppressive humidity that is the trademark of seaside tropics.