I am not mad. It is New Year but in Thailand. It is Thai New Year and their big and real New Year. 13, 14 and 15 April are the days for this annual holiday season, otherwise known as Songkran. This New Year period is shared elsewhere in the region and is celebrated with much water. The idea is to wash away the bad luck and bad things of the past year and wish well for the year ahead.
All very lovely but it turns into a mad orgy of water with everyone chucking water at everyone else, using water pistols, buckets and even the fire brigade. It's true! You have to see it to believe it. The truth is that you have adults going wild with water fights and water dousing. Everybody is a target. It is all about fun but it is also about letting go and getting rid of all those repressions and tensions that have been holding you back or at least that is how some of us see it. It is an annual and social way of releasing all those built up tensions and then move on feeling refreshed. If you can't beat them, you join them. So I will have my water pistol ready for defence purposes.
Then here I don't share a picture of a lovely water blessing or of a water fight scene from Songkran but of my parents' grave in Brisbane. Make no sense? Well, for me it does. My mother would hate the word but seeing this photo from my sister, I thought for me it brings some closure (that's the word mum hated). It's a little bit sad for me to see the photo. For some reason, as I see it, I also think how lovely. It tells me in a physical way that mum and dad are at rest and life moves on. I was reflecting on this on the day that would have been mum and dad's 74th wedding anniversary. So let's get rid of all that holds us back and move on with life.
Happy New Year!
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