Stories of KK

Their mysterious father. KK’s childhood is sketchy and vague. His constant rejoinder: I don’t want to remember it. Even I don’t know much about it apart from the fact that he was poor. Which is perhaps why he doesn't want to remember it. There are few photos of KK as a child. Actually there are only three, along with a total of three precious passport snaps. Two show him with animals. He’s always been an animal person. He likes them and they like him (unlike me). * Brother, father, KK * In Segamat, Malaysia, visiting the extended family * Ping Ping and An An ( 平 平 and  安安) On his childhood he said: “When I looked at my parents I know that I must work hard. I knew that I must depend on myself and not on them.” He grew up in a Boon Lay two-room flat, the middle child with an elder brother and younger sister. At night, swarms of flies and cockroaches would sometimes invade the flat. Till today he is terrified of roaches. Jumps on a chair when he sees one. He went to school at the now-