Every early February, the Chia clan congregates in the dusty, sleepy town of Malacca.

In the kitchen, grandma cooks her world famous Hainanese chicken rice, while the adults and children laze in the cosy and small living room of my father's childhood home.

Malacca is giving in to modernity; shopping malls, Internet shops, hypermarts, but I walk the dirt path to the kampungs round back.

I was born in PJ, but Malacca is my adopted hometown.

(An ongoing documentary).

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