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Obsequies

It was a quiet Khmer morning. Friends and I were traveling to Siem Reap. The van we were riding in slowed down by a procession. Curiosity managed to snap a shot of what looked like a miniature house carried by a truck. As it disappeared into gathering speed I saw a coffin inside it.


The deceased apparently had something thousands of his countrymen we visited at the Killing Fields the day before never had - an obsequies.
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  1. wonderful post, very informative of the culture.

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  2. Fascinating type of funeral procession. Great choice for O week.

    Leslie
    abcw team

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  3. interesting ritual
    ROG, ABC Wednesday team

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  4. Touching. How sad too.
    The Killing Fields are such a tragic situation.

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  5. Very moving photograph and post. Carver, ABC-Wed. Team

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  6. There are still some landmines stuck in some areas in Cambodia.

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  7. it's so sad to know that there's still killing fields there.

    "peace, peace, where art thou?"

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  8. Every death is a sad story, every ritual with its own story.

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  9. The Killing Fields are a part of Cambodian history. Guess it will always be there :0

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  10. Oh. :( I'm a bit curious with their customs and traditions.

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  11. that was not part of your itinerary, but you've witnessed Cambodian funeral tradition.

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  12. This is a very moving and sad photo that is well captured.

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  13. Oh, its a funeral rite!
    Lots have happened to this, and probably the darkest truth of human history is the genocide that comes through the ages.
    The killing fields is one of the many but it stunned the world because of its massive scale.

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  14. That's a pretty interesting ritual.

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  15. You are lucky you've seen Siem Reap's tradition

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  16. at first I thought there was a procession of saints, but now, I understood..

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  17. This is quite an interesting photo.
    I thought it's just people walking.
    Suprisingly, it's a funeral pala!

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