Tanjong Pagar Railway Station

After the photography lesson on sunday, I went to Tanjong Pagar Railway Station for the 1st time of my life, to start trying out applying what I have remember being taught in the lesson.

I have always been setting my eyes on this railway station every time I passes by the road. I used to wonder if the station is still in operation? or its been close down becos it looked pretty old and rundown. Then I actually went to search online for information about this railway station and found out that it is really an existing one still in operation which belongs to Malaysia. And so finally, I found a day, and decided to make a trip there myself to explore the place.

Upon reaching, I was a little concern whether the guards allow shoots to be taken in the interior of the building. But as I was fascinated by the exterior design, I found myself snapping away. stepping into the main waiting hall, I feel a little like I am in a church. Then I looked at the coffee shops on my right and felt I am at Johor. Walking a few rounds aimlessly, holding with just a normal digital canon finepix, I sort of discreetly took some shots and was actually anticipating for the guards to stop me. Thank god they didnt.

Everyone was there for a purpose. Either to board the train or have arrived Singapore. I saw quite a few foreign backpackers in daze, looking tired from the long traveling journey, and I saw mostly malaysians waiting to board the train. The railway station is also for the import and export purpose as there is a warehouse located in the main hall.

Some curious onlookers looked at me wondering what was my purpose. Some looked back at my direction when I try to take a pic. Some ppl stare and you can sense some creeps behind those stares. They aint locals you can tell. I was about to walk to the toilet when I saw a group of men sitting right outside the washroom and they stared again. I made a detour and walked to the coffeeshop and bought a bandung drink instead. Sitting alone at the main hall, enjoying the breeze from the fan blowing directly at my face, I browsed thru what I have taken and took a rest, doing my ppl watching again.

Rest enough, I head off to the mama shop and bought a packet of tissue and asked the indian boss if I can walked through the gates to the railway track to take some pictures. Then they teased me saying "huh? you want to take a pic of my friend?" I laughed and reply no. They assured me its oke to go through the gate and take any pictures I want.

Again, those men sitting around with or without purpose looked at me wondering what the hell I am doing there and its a scary feeling to be stared at while you are trying to look for nice angles. In the end, I randomly took a few shoots and hurried off.

Nevertheless, I am glad I have been there and did what I wish to do, that is to see what's there is in the railway station which earlier has rake up my curiousity for so long! Here are some of the shots I randomly took: