This one afternoon saw me board a bus from a bus stop near Kaki Bukit Avenue 1 towards Bedok Interchange.
I had not thought of taking a bus, actually.
But the afternoon was too warm, too humid, too glaring, too uncomfortable.
So, up the bus my friend and I went.
Okay, what the route of this bus was, I don't know.
My guess is that it went down a little bit of Bedok Reservoir Road where the Masjid Alkaff Kampung Melayu is, past the Eastern General Hospital, crossing Bedok North, and then past the area of Bedok Reservoir Road that has cafes like Refuel Cafe, the McDonalds of Bedok Reservoir Park, and the supermarkets of both NTUC and Sheng Siong.
From there the bus went on- and these are the pictures that I took out the window whilst the bus trundled past there.
Seeing them now I do think this part of Singapore has a beauty that's seldom talked about, seldom seen.
Everybody goes to Sentosa or East Coast Park.
Everybody goes to Upper and Lower Peirce Reservoirs and the MacRitchie Reservoir.
Nobody comes to Bedok Reservoir.
Okay, so it might be a tad too close to the residential neighborhoods, but still, given how we and us as a people are, I doubt we'd mind if the reservoir became a bit of a tourism place.
We're so small- everywhere eventually ends up becoming a tourism place anyway.
I mean, the place is beautiful.
And up till now I hadn't known it.
Always when I passed the reservoir I was either on Rose or Daffodil enroute either to Tampines, or to Bedok, and I never had time to stop.
What does make this reservoir interesting is how it seems to split the housing estates of Tampines and Bedok quite effectively.
In between them both is this big lake of water that once used to be a quarry.
And it's not small!
It's kind of interesting how one bank is Bedok, the other bank is Tampines, and there's just this blue of water sitting quietly in between.
It were the trees that caught my eye.
All along I had assumed that there were hardly any trees along the banks of this reservoir, but not only were they there, their canopies weren't small either.
They made the place look a little cozy, even, if you ask me, a little reflective.
There are stories, of course, of this particular reservoir, but there aren't be that many, and I doubt- on a regular afternoon like this- people would be inclined to pay any attention.
I know I wouldn't.
On the contrary, I would be wondering if the place were as serene as it looked from the bus here this afternoon, and if some of them had found a similar peace.