A gallery of my family trip to Katamaran, Lombok.

In my search for a new way to tell our story, I realised that if I am able to put together bits and pieces of my family's actual conversation on WhatsApp, from the day Hana was born to the day she left us, I could somehow convey my own family's emotions and experiences in a single story.

Is there mercy when someone is taken away slowly from you? Can the time spent preparing ourselves for the worst be considered as a graceful giving from our finite life? Or is the extended pain actually a punishment for us?

The rhythmic drum beat drives the dancing feet on the tarmac road while the body swings the Kavadi around. Aromatic scent fills up the place as flower petals are being thrown into the air. The atmosphere is loud - both in sound and in colours. This is truly my first experience of a rich culture, generous tradition called Thaipusam.