0032 Hindu Temple Ceremony (Mal 004—new)
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Day 019: 8 hours, 15.4 kms
The next morning I get up really early, jet lag still kicking in… I decide to go ahead and start my adventures of Day Number 3. I stop at a little Indian tea shop for chai and alo parantha and to watch the sun rise over Georgetown.
I reach Butterworth, and the rain starts again. But I’m not to be discouraged this time. Hey, this is the jungle, and it rains all the time here. I’ve just got to go with the flow. I find someone to safeguard my guitar for me, I buy an umbrella and head out to explore the city.
Butterworth has a couple of high rises, but it’s really more of a sprawling village more than anything else. The road goes on and on past simple homes scattered around the countryside.
I do come across the coolest Hindu temple I’ve ever seen with a whole pyramid of sculptures on the roof that seemed to be telling a story of some sort…
I discreetly go inside, even though there is a ceremony going on, hoping I won’t be chased off. There a small crowd is gathered around a priest, dressed in only a white cloth who is performing a sacred ceremony. It appears to be the blessing of a newborn infant. I stand there transfixed as they go through each ritual of the ceremony.
One thing I find quite peculiar about this ceremony: the statue to whom they are dedicating this ceremony to is that of the God Kali who, if I understand correctly is the God of Destruction. Seems like a strange choice for the blessing of an infant... but the again, Kali is the kind of Guy you probably want to stay on the good side of...
I feel it’s a great privilege to be able to observe this fascinating ceremony...
Finally I head back to the bus station. It’s still raining, so I decide to play my set right there in the station. It’s something I’d really rather not do… but it’s either that or play out in the rain. An old guy comes to listen to me. Afterwards, he asks me for money, so I guess he doesn’t count as an “audience”!