Chandrika Nair (second from right) and family members in front of a plot of land where their grandparents' house once stood, in Muar. Photo: Shamini
You can call me a romantic, a sentimentalist, a nostalgic or one who is just stuck in the past. But Muar, my hometown, has always been a treasure trove of indelible memories for me.
I cherish my growing up days there, the joys and travails of my childhood, and the people who made it so memorable. And such feelings for this little town are shared by quite a few in my extended family, surprisingly, although they are not Muarians.
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