Weekly Photo Challenge by Dailypost.
Weekly Photo Challenge by Dailypost.
The first words occured in my mind when I read about this weekly photo challenge theme by Daily Post is : “Chinese Clan”.
Based on Oxford Dictionary, community means :
Clan, however, preceded more centralized forms of community, a close-knit group of interrelated families. A Chinese clan is a patrilineal and patrilocal group of related Chinese people with a common surname (e.g. Lie, Hoo, Tan, Khoo, etc.) sharing a common ancestor and, often, also an ancestral home.
Well, China has the biggest population on Earth (more than 1,3 billion!), and we can find Chinatown in many places outside China. Although my anchestors are from China, and I also have a Chinese name, but the thought about Chinese clan house was never occured to me before (I am a failed Chinese!! Forgive me Grandmother! :p), until I visited Khoo Kongsi Clan House in Georgetown, Penang, Malaysia.
The Khoo Kongsi clan forefathers came from Sin Kang village in Hokkien province, South China. They emigrated from there to Penang and built Khoo Kongsi clanhouse for members of the Khoo family in 1851. The clan temple was built in 1906 when the Khoo clan was at the peak of wealth and reached the great status and superiority in Penang society. The temple itself is a form of grandeur art, with the statues, paintings, carved pillars in shiny gold colours.
The Khoo Kongsi is known as the most majestic Chinese clan house in South East Asia. The clan, Khoo Kongsi clan, together with Cheah, Yeoh, Lim and Tan Kongsi, were known as the Five Big Clans, formed the backbone of the Hokkien community in early Penang. The Khoos were among the wealthy Straits Chinese traders of 17th century of Malacca and early Penang.
Today, Khoo Kongsi is a historic site, due to its location in the UNESCO World Heritage Site area of George Town. I wonder how they used to live in this clan house, must be very interesting, to live together in one clan community. And the fact that the house is still there and well preserved after more than 150 years proves that blood is thicker than water.
Last year I visited Phuket with my two bestfriend. That was one of my happiest moment in life. First time went abroad, after a year of hardwork with no holiday at all, not even a day. It was all about money back there. How to get more and more money. About pretty things and security…Until I got bitten by that travelbug. Well, blame Thailand for its enormous beauty and amazing people. I fell in love at the first place with this country, this Land of Smiles.
During my travel to Phuket Town, I visited Wat Khao Rang, located on the slope of Khao Rang or Rang Hill. Even it is not as popular as Wat Chalong, but Wat Khao Rang is really worth visited, because of the Big Golden Sitting Buddha, the first big golden Buddha statue built in Phuket. After hiked several (or maybe hundred) stair steps, and I hardly could catch my breath, I saw this Buddha golden statue on the top of the temple. The size is enormous and I was charmed with the whole view, the smiling Buddha and the nature scenery behind it, high trees and clear blue sky, white clouds, clean air with some light scents of burned incense… I could feel my effort was so worth it. That moment of happiness, excitement and also peace…when I saw this grand image of Buddha himself.
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Rantepao, 22 July 2013
~Once in a while you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right – Grateful Dead~
Weekly Photo Challenge by Dailypost.
[DO NOT READ WHILE EATING]
So, Weekly Photo Challenge theme for this week is “eerie“. Eerie means “strange and frightening“. When this word appeared, suddenly I got a flashback from one moment in my life, when I felt exactly “strange and frightened”. That was four months ago, when I was travelled to Tana Toraja, or Toraja Land. Tana Toraja is a regency located at South Sulawesi Province in Sulawesi Island, Indonesia. It was a sudden and impulsive travel, with no plan and no expectation at all before I went there. The only things I knew was that Tana Toraja is called “The Land of the Dead”, there people celebrate funeral and hold a big funeral ceremony with feast and slaughter a lot of buffalos and pigs. But it was just an ordinary story for me, until I attended the funeral ceremony itself, for real…
So it was just an ordinary morning at the hotel, I had no exact plan for that day, first I thought to visit some “cave grave”, “baby grave”, or “stone grave”, taste some local food or maybe just walk around the town, which is not too big but pleasant enough. But, the owner of the hotel offered me to share a “guided tour” with two other tourists from Holland. The guide and this tourist couple looked nice, and the tour highlight is to attend the funeral ceremony, which held at Tanah Bori area, that is a beautiful region surrounded by hills and rice fields. So, even the cost was pretty high, I thought, “why not”? Maybe this is my only chance to attend the Torajan funeral ceremony! Well, who knows? And I never regret my decision…
Imagine a field surrounded by a lot of big traditional bamboo hut. Hundred of people sat, gathered, chatted and ate at this bamboo hut. Most all of them is relatives of the dead, which the body had been mummified and placed in a coffin on separated place, at the hut, high from the ground. The hut was beautifully decorated, with the photo of the dead placed in front of the coffin. People wore black clothes, some wore traditional Torajan clothes, which is bright orange mixed with red coloured clothes, the men wore yellow or brown headband, the girls with golden crown on their head, some older ladies wore traditional hat called “caping” and wore traditional Torajan woven clothes with them…
…but the field was not empty. The field was full with pigs and buffalos. I couldn’t count them because they were so many. Some were laying on the ground alive,each tied to a bamboo…
…and some were dead. Some laid on the ground, left only their body parts.
Some left only their head…
Well, I warned you before : Do not read while eating.
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Canang Sari is a daily offering made by Balinese Hindus to thank God. It can be seen in Balinese temples, small shrines in houses, and ground. The colour is just amazingly beautiful. I love how the pink, red, yellow, orange, white, green, and brown mix together and form such a beautiful art. Each colour and each thing (flowers, rice, palm leaves, cake, incense) on it has meaning, arranged and set, for only one purpose, to show gratitude to the Creator.
There are many “colour” in my life, either it’s pink, red, green, white, or brown, each of it has purpose and colour my beautiful life, and show me how to always be grateful.
Weekly Photo Challenge by Daily Post : The Hue of You
This Weekly Photo Challenge from Dailypost is about shape, lines, textures, and patterns. This is my entry for this week, from the magnificent Marina Bay Sands Singapore, stretch of grainy grey sands in Karimunjawa, to Traditional Torajan Woven from Indonesia :
Weekly Photo Challenge by Daily Post : From Lines to Patterns
Sharks supposed to swim freely in the ocean. But, these sharks “trapped” inside a place that man call aquarium. A place that justified to be existed simply for giving knowledge and pleasure to human being. But who am I to judge?
Since I was a kid, sea is always been a mystery for me. What lies beneath the ocean? I always wondered back then. Sometimes my mind full of many thought of magical, weird, both colourful and dark creatures of the sea. I thought about beautiful mermaids, blue whales, Neptune’s kingdom, electric eels, baby shells, even talking-clownfishes. Since me and my parents lived downhill near the mountain, almost in every holiday they would took me to the beach, to experience another kind of world that Mother Nature has given to us. Paradise with thick black or powdery white sands, bright and hot sun, cold frothy blue water played with my feet, left a big smile at my clumsy kid-face. Sometimes left not only a smile, but also a painful red sunburn and black-browned skin. Still, what beneath the ocean remained a mystery…
then I grew up.
I forgot many things that I used to think when I was a kid, but not my curiosity for the ocean.
The mystery finally revealed half and a year ago, when I had my first snorkeling experience at PhiPhi Island, Thailand. Finally, I knew what lies beneath the mysterious thick blue water. My heart was pounding so fast that I could heard them in my ears. I gasped when I saw numerous corals that have size as big as a car. I couldn’t help myself to not smile when groups of fishes came and passed me by. I was fascinated with the variety of hard and soft corals, some looks like a brain, some like a table, and some like fingers. And the colour! I hardly believe that under this flat blue water, there are so many colourful corals and fishes. So many beautiful living creatures, so many too see, and so many things to be grateful for.
Since then, I fell in love with ocean. I feel “home”.
Home, where I should always go back to. (and I do)
Home, where my heart is.
One beautiful day at Tanjung Bira Beach, South Sulawesi. I strolled around the white sandy beach, below my feet was soft, tender and wet sands, with the powdery-like texture. I wondered how many rocks, corals, and shells was crushed by the wave, to finally create such a soft form of powdery sand? I heard the humming sound of ocean wave from my left, I felt the cold frothy water touching the tip of my feet. I saw the bright light blue sky, with the fluffy clouds patched all around. I saw the turquoise colored water. White birds flew, boats docked, against the whistling wind. Then, I saw her. My eyes fixed at her bright red shirt. I saw how she sat on the rock stair, the way she put both her elbow on, and how she looked far far away to the horizon…I don’t know her, maybe she’s American, or Australian, or Italian, I don’t know. But I knew, at that time, that we both carefree. Free of trouble and worry.
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