Another World

Another World

Once a year my Chinese friends took a golfing holiday in Taiwan and returned with stories of their escapades which for a few days replaced conversation about Sime Dary and Hew Par. There was still talk about prices but they were now quoted in American instead of Singapore dollars. They were a fine bunch of young and not-so-young men – filthy rich, lusty, hospitable and friendly for whom the affairs of the outside world had a meaning largely in terms of the stock market in Singapore.

It was a world far removed from the problem of race relations and poetry, but a happy and industrious world where politics took a back seat and the highest income tax rate was 57 per cent.

(From BLUE CHIPS AND PUTTING GREENS,
Prem Bhatia article on his Singapore days when he was posted there as the Indian High Commissioner.