Objects such as this tissue paper box couched in a glitzy decorative cover brings me back to my childhood in Muscat where restaurants such as Omar Khayyam in Ruwi or Golden Spoon in Al Khuwair used to have such tissue boxes.
This particular artefact was found at Tabbouleh, a Lebanese place at Arab St in Singapore on Eid Eve. The coffee and Kunefe brought me back to the aromas of Turkish House in Al Khuwair in my home town.
Bayt and Watan is sometimes a bite of kunafa, which is my favorite dessert of a time which was dear.
Exile is a state of mind for a Desi Khaleeji. The azaan post iftar, the last one before Eid in Singapore is always special, twice in two years.
This place was at Muscat St, a geographical irony, with a mural of a dhow and the Omani Flag.
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