This Chinese New Year, we didn't go back to Malacca because our house were broken into (drat! - what an unsafe world we live in today. The reason for which we have chosen to settle in Raub was the fact that it has always been 'safe' compare to Kuala Lumpur or other bigger towns but helas, we would have to find out the hard way...). So, my in-laws came down to Raub instead and on the first day of CNY, we visited the Kuan Yin temple in town to do some offerings. When I was a child, the temple was a lot more active than it is today I guess. I remembered days and days (actually nights) passed in its yard watching live Chinese Opera with practically everyone who knows everyone in the villages and in the town during the Hungry Ghost Festivals and other festivals (couldn't recall) but heck, people pretty much fratenised in places like these those days (need any more prove that the medias had really changed our social habits?).
Well, I had always wanted to snap some photos but I thought it was rude to do so...until seeing so many people snapping photos left and right. So here are mine...
Principal entrance to the temple.
The lotus sculpture on the roof.
An area designated for burning of coil incense just outside the main entrance.
A pair of Chinese words flanking the main door (will be visible when the doors are closed).
Decors of the interior.
The main altar from afar.
Worshippers doing their thing.
An old chair that I have sat on many years back.
Another area for the coil incense. The hung picture is a pictorial description of Taoist Hell, all 18 levels of it. I amused myself with these images when I was a child. Freaky and mysterious.
details...
Where the statues are kept.
The side exit (not in use).
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