Last month I visited Angkor Wat in Cambodia for the umpteenth time. Angkor Wat is the place in the world which I feel I belong to; a place for recharging my energy. No matter how many other beautiful places I visit, I always feel the magical spark in me when I stand in the ancient walkway of Angkor Wat. I feel so comfortable to walk along the cozy corridors or the surrounding forest which perhaps, nothing special for other person.
So, it was early morning of Khmer New Year, -it’s in the mid of April-, and I found myself standing in front of a small pond in Angkor Wat. I joined the other people to watch beautiful sunrise there before I enjoyed my walk in the lush forest around it.
The small pond in southern part of main entrance is different to the similar pond in northern part which is full of lotus. This time I felt so lucky with the small water in it. Just perfect as a mirror of the nature with its majestic temple. I could see the small ripple of water when something disturbed it. Totally perfect for me. Right place, right moment.
Like water which can clearly mirror the sky and the trees only so long as it surface is undisturbed, the mind can only reflect the true image of the Self when it is tranquil and wholly relaxed.
It was my first time exploring Angkor Wat, several years ago. Walking along the corridor of the inner gallery of this majestic temple, I felt so excited. I found fewer tourists in this area, perhaps it was April, the hottest month in Cambodia. I did not want to be burnt by the heat in the open area of Angkor 🙂 that’s why I walked and captured the beauties of the temple in the morning a little bit in hurry like I raced with the heat of the sun.
And about the photo I submit for this challenge…
Actually I wanted to take a photo of Angkor Wat’s window which has small stone-columns décor and a sitting young monk in orange robe facing outside of the temple as the background. But at the time I pushed the button; he was turning his head and looking at me… and Ta Daaa…
Inspired by the theme of Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge – Eye Spy
Feeling the morning breeze on my face, suddenly I woke up in a river bank. Disoriented but could not help watching the nice orange sunrise across the big river. Am I home? It must be the Great Mekong in Cambodia.
Monks in Angkor Wat, Siem Reap, Cambodia
Monks in orange robes in Angkor Wat
Without any chance to think, my body became lighter and lighter. Momentary blinded for a blink, the sun disappeared and now I saw local monks in orange robes walking around Angkor Wat, home of the souls.
Giant Buddha in Ayyuthaya, Thailand
Buddhist monks in Wat Pho complex, Bangkok, Thailand
Secretly following them through the wind, watched them chanting in front of the Giant Buddha. But, heiii… there’s no Giant Buddha in Angkor. Time had played with me and brought me to a temple with gold, yellow and orange color in Thailand, home of the smiles.
A moment or two taking delight, then I had to tiptoe out quietly. This country-hopping drained my energy. One step means hundreds kilos to fly in bewilderment. I should take a rest for a while. I could not believe my eyes stuck to the blue bench under the orange flamboyant tree in Bagan, Myanmar. Another hopping to the home of new hope.
I fell asleep on the bench that brought me to the seat inside the orange heavy vehicle in Bali. What’s going on? I drove it to clean the beach. Lots of trash came from the ocean and brought those back to the shore of island of gods. I have the faith that cleaning is a way to purify.
The heat and sweat made my day. Within less than a second I was in the plane that flew over an orange pagoda in Hong Kong, the hidden oasis to make a solemn request for peace.
Landed in South Korea with autumn vista. Being a tropical mind who knew only rain and summer seasons, I was always amazed by the red, yellow and orange maple trees, the special autumn colors as a delicate bridge to welcome winter sonata.
Thousands of Torii, Fushimi Inari, Kyoto, Japan
A Big Torii in Fushimi Inari, Kyoto, Japan
An orange to reddish shrine in Kyoto
But again, time flew and no more for loving the autumn colors. I stood still in front of an orange big gate in Japan. Too big for small me walking through it before I stopped in front of an orange shrine. Somebody whispered it’s a love shrine, although the true love shrine is in the heart of people…
I walked through a tunnel of thousands orange torii or gates in Fushimi Inari in Kyoto, one step to another, believe there is an end in everything
Finally all torii disappeared and became lantern characters in orange atmosphere. The King himself deliberated with his Royal members to prosper his people life
Time ticked and I was kicked. The bright orange color decorated the western sky of Indonesia, as a sign for sunset. Kuta Beach in Bali will be my witness. Like a movie, the picture faded away and a silhouette of tree with orange background was emerged, night was on the way to come.
Quietly I switched on the orange lamps for giving some lights through the mysterious darkness of the night
A day has been gone and be part of a place we called a museum. We can visit to make a remembrance but it has been bygones. Just like the one with the colonialism orange atmosphere…
Suddenly all’s gone and I tumbled down. I pinched myself and realized that I had a daydreaming in an orange old BMW!
And the last but not least, a question… do you know the production year of that BMW? 🙂
in response to Weekly Photo Challenge with the theme for this week
Entah sudah berapa kali saya mengunjungi kompleks Candi-candi Angkor di Cambodia, namun karena kecintaan yang dalam pada tumpukan batu yang tak jarang tampak tak beraturan itu, sepertinya saya selalu merasa amazed lalu menggunakan mesin waktu tepat di depan gerbang di tiap candi. Giliran kali ini adalah Candi Preah Khan yang letaknya sekitar 2kilometer di timur laut Angkor Thom.
Berbeda dengan kebanyakan orang, supir tuk-tuk menurunkan saya di sisi Barat candi dan menjemput kembali di sisi Timur. Dan mulailah saya menembus hutan Angkor yang sudah terbuka untuk sampai ke candi Preah Khan dan siap menyalakan mesin waktu.
Candi Preah Khan menyambut saya dengan pelintasan lebar dengan pilar-pilar setinggi 2meter berpahat Garuda di tiap sisinya yang menghias kiri kanan jalan, membuat pelintasan tampil memukau. Tergambar imajinasi para pendeta Buddha dengan gumaman doa disertai denting genta berjalan melaluinya di malam hari dengan obor yang menyala di tiap pilar, membuat candi Preah Khan tampil…