Saturday, 18 January 2014

Thaipusam (January 17th 2014)

Thaipusam is a Hindu festival celebrated mostly by the Tamil community on the full moon of the Tamil month of Thai (January/February). It is observed where there is a significant number of Tamils; India, Malaysia, Mauritius and Singapore. In Malaysia, where it is a public holiday, the two centres for celebration are Kuala Lumpur and Penang. 


The word Thaipusam is a combination of the name of the month, Thai, and the name of a star. Pusam. The particular star is at its highest point during the festival. The festival commemorates the occasion when Parvati gave Murugan a Vel (spear) to vanquish the evil demon Soorapadman. Murugan is the embodiment of Shiva’s light and wisdom and devotees pray to him to overcome obstacles they face, or have overcome.

In Penang Thaipusam is celebrated at Arulmigu Sri Balathandayuthapani Temple (Hilltop Temple) along Jalan Waterfall (about 2 miles from our house). On the eve of Thaipusam, a silver chariot with the statue of Lord Murugan is led on a procession accompanied by Chettiar kavadi or devotees carrying peacock feathers. The 15-hour journey culminates around midnight. Coconuts are smashed on the roads before the chariot to symbolize the shattering of one’s ego in the pursuit of self-realization. In addition, devotees also make offerings of fruit, flowers and incense to the Lord Muruga in the Silver Chariot. Priests on the chariot receive the offering………. and a front-end loader from the council follows behind picking up the broken coconuts.


On Thaipusam Day, devotees undertake the pilgrimage from the Lorong Kulit temple to the Waterfall temple. We started our journey at 7am and caught a bus to the nearest point of the procession route. The procession route is along Western and Gottlieb Road and these roads are lined with over 100 colourfully decorated stalls. Some of the statues of deities are very colourful and elaborate and even the road is painted with Hindu religious symbols in places. The stalls sell traditional Indian foods, souvenirs, decorative items and snacks and refreshments. Thunderously loud music that shakes the ground, singing, dancing and the beating of drums.. aurally and optically decorates the senses. Everyone is dressed in his or her best and the young take it in their stride. The day was hot and sunny throughout.














The other important element of Thaipusam is the kavadi.  The kavadi is a physical burden through which the devotees implore the God Murugan to help them overcome an earthly obstacle. For instance if a couple cannot conceive a child they may guarantee to undertake some burden during Thaipusam if the wife gives birth.

Devotees prepare for the celebration through prayer and fasting for approximately 48 days before Thaipusam. The kavadi-bearers have to perform elaborate ceremonies at the time of assuming the kavadi and at the time of offering it to Murugan. The kavadi-bearer observes celibacy and eats only pure, Satvik food once a day while continuously thinking of God.

On the day of the festival, devotees will shave their head (often at the end of the parade) and undertake a pilgrimage along a set route while engaging in various acts of devotion, notably carrying various types of kavadi (burdens). The simplest kavadi entails carrying a pot of milk, but mortification of the flesh by piercing the skin, tongue or cheeks with vel skewers is common.  The small spear through the cheeks reminds the bearer constantly of Lord Murugan and also prevents speaking and gives great powers of endurance. Other types of kavadi involve hooks stuck into the back and either pulled by another walking behind or drawing a decorated bullock cart. The points of incisions of the hooks vary the level of pain.

In the images below each of the little pots is filled with milk and attached to the skin with a hook. Some devotees carried limes on hooks.









It was apparent that devotees that passed us had a combination of kavadis. I saw one woman with a skewer through her cheeks but the fairer sex generally carried milk pots on their heads. One gentleman was shuffling along with what looked like concrete clogs on his feet. On closer inspection these were revealed to be wooden-based and covered with upturned nails.
















The more flamboyant kavadis were a work of art themselves. The devotees, who were already variously pierced, supported the more flamboyant kavadis by waist and shoulder harnesses and yokes.

A support crew was vital to the kavadi carriers to give moral or physical support. Some carried plastic stools for their devotee to rest on if necessary. The participants with pierced tongues had to have water literally dropped into their mouths. Some support crews consisted of a travelling percussion group.








Despite the weight of their burden and the pain of the piercings the ornate kavadi carriers had time and energy to dance to the throbbing Indian music.






After watching various devotees going past we made our way down to the piercing area, which was held in an empty lot across the road from the starting temple. The area was crowded as young men were prepared for their journey. Some were already unsteady on their feet and relatives looked on anxiously. The old hands looked on knowingly as they had seen it many times before. Piercings had begun in the early morning and there were many more to be done at midday.












The route from the Lorong Kulit temple to the Waterfall temple is approximately four miles. The latter temple is on a hillside and has 500 steps, which further tests the endurance of the kavadi carriers. In the temple they have the skewers and hooks removed and the milk carried in the many pots washes the statue and the nearby stream flows white.

The next day the silver chariot with Lord Muruga makes a return trip to Kovil Veedu along Penang Street. The return trip starts at 6pm and ends at dawn the following morning.


Not all of the devotees are ethnic Indians as there are increasing numbers of Chinese undertaking the ritual.

A Dutch woman in our group had seen Thaipusam celebrations in India, where they are apparently restricted currently, and stated that the Penang festival was not as colourful. If that was the case my camera would suffer from chromatic exhaustion should I ever photograph the Indian version.

For a better view of the images go to the Thaipusam 2014 site on my website here. It is not a public page currently. The images are in approximately in the same order.

Wednesday, 15 January 2014

Maatu Pongal (January 15th 2014)

Pongal is one of the most important festivals celebrated by the Tamils in the Indian state of Tamil Nadu, the Indian Union Territory of Puducherry and Sri Lanka 
In Tamil, the word Pongal means "overflowing" which signifies abundance and prosperity. On the day of Pongal, at the time of sun rise there is a symbolic ritual of boiling fresh milk in a new clay pots and when the milk boils over and bubbles out of the vessel, people shout "Pongalo Pongal!" Thai Pongal is mainly celebrated to convey the appreciation and thankfulness to the sun as it is the primary energy behind agriculture and a good harvest. Tamils decorate their homes with banana and mango leaves and embellish the floor with decorative patterns formed using rice flour.








Maatu Pongal
Cattle play an important role in the traditional Indian farmstead be it with regards to the provision of dairy products, its use for ploughing and transport and its provision of fertilizer. This explains the Tamil reference to cattle as wealth. On the day after Pongal, cattle are celebrated. Maattu Pongal is intended to demonstrate recognition and affection to cattle and decorate them with garlands, apply kungumam on their foreheads and feed them with festival foods.

Helen and I were invited by my photo friend Jeevi to an area near one of my favourite shooting places near Byram. There is a concentration of cow stalls on a nearby road where the cattle are brought in after grazing along the roads in the area. The owners here likely have other jobs and run the cattle as a traditional interest. Mature cattle are sold into the local food industry. We arrived just before the cattle returned to stables decorated and adorned for the occasion. We visited several properties where the milk was being boiled in adorned clay pots as a Pongal tradition. The kids, particularly the girls were dressed in their best.






We ended up being hosted by one family that are particular friends of Jeevi. The cattle  after returning  were being fed with a dark soy-based, muddy-looking mixture. Most had their horns painted red and some had red-painted adornments on their ears or handprints on their flanks. Only the proud bull was garlanded and he looked particularly regal. Nearby one mother showed off her three day old baby while nibbling on the festive decorations.










Food had been prepared and was offered to us and the family joined in. At one point the cattle had various coloured powders thrown on them by the children. Firecrackers appeared and went off at regular intervals as various owners celebrated the bounty their cattle provided. As anywhere in the world, little boys became adventurous with the fireworks and several were seen to ignite in the middle of freshly deposited cow pats. An indented version of the aforementioned detritus was the centrepoint of one offering.





The cows were given their celebratory food and aromatic smoke from a lamp permeated the barn. There was a sweet ending to our dinner……nibbling on sugar cane. 




This was the first time I had my dinner in a cow yard and I am particularly thankful to our hosts for the enjoyable experience.