Divine Intervention

Adopting a vegetarian diet for the past few days, we went to the temple in Batu Caves. In conjunction with Lord Muruga's (the golden deity in the background) birthday, the family carried pots of milk up the 272 steps as an offering. It so happens to be Wesak Day as well today.

The number of resident monkeys there have really dwindled. I was actually looking forward to having the monkeys all around as we descended from the caves after prayers. Mum ended up wrestling with one once when it lunged for her plastic bag of bananas and flowers. My little cuzzy, jeevan, was chased round and round by a monkey a few years back because he was clutching a packet of nuts. Screaming at the top of his lungs in fear, he ran as fast as his little legs could carry him while the rest of could only laugh helplessly. The monkeys always win in the end.

Surprisingly quite a number of people were up and about early in the morning (7am!!). Most were there for a morning jog. Quite popular among the locals for exercise.

This was thaipusam a year ago. Its PACKED during festivities. Like REALLLYYY packed.