Transformation could also mean Recovery

In response to Daily Post’s Photo Challenge: Transformation

The Sambor Prei Kuk temples (or”temples in the richness of the forest”) are located in Kampong Thom province, in Cambodia. Before all of these amazing archeological finds were discovered, the place was a dense jungle – ancient trees reached up to the sky while the ground below hid countless land mines courtesy of the Khmer Rouge.

Now, the Sambor Prei Kuk temples are a sight to behold – paths to the temples are cleared, and the ground you step on are finally landmine free. The temples aren’t as grand as those in Angkor Wat; nevertheless the place strongly exudes the same quiet, almost eerie atmosphere of a bygone civilization (note that the structures date back to 6th century pre-Angkor times. So they’re definitely way older than Angkor Wat!).

In July 2017, the Sambor Prei Kuk temples become a recent addition to the UNESCO World Heritage Sites, the second time now for Cambodia.



Depth: The Eyes Have It

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Depth.”


The eyes often speak about what is inside the very depths of our being.  Innocence in the case of this child, who stared directly at me as I took this picture.  His trusting gaze were like rays of sunlight, casting away the dark and the gloom that was hidden deep inside the recesses of my weary heart.

A Walk in the Park

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Serenity.”

It is located in the middle of a busy highway in Phnom Penh.  But in the mornings, as I have found out, it could be the most peaceful place there is for some quality time with the self –  a long, brisk walk, alone with your thoughts or with your playlist stuck in your ears.  To be one with a piece of earth and sky, and trees and flowers and grass.  And singing birds.  The crisp January breeze.

Serenity.  Good for one’s physical well being.  Good for the soul.


In my Father’s Garden

Few of the photos I took when we visited my parents’ home back in 2008. A Red Hibiscus, with a hint of bokeh. Bougainvillea in full bloom. Euphorbia.  In my father’s garden.




It felt so good to come back to the place I first called ‘home’ .  Memories from a not so distant childhood came rushing all at once, like an engulfing wave, like heady wine.  Certainly there were changes:  A furniture that wasn’t there anymore.  A new painting on the wall.  Parents getting older.  It wasn’t what is used to be.  But still, it felt warm and familiar.  Like love.

No matter how far you might have come in terms of successes, people and friends you came to know, the many places you called home, the love of parents will always remain the constant thing that will anchor you back to who you really are.

This is New!

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “New.”

The Independence Monument in Phnom Penh, Cambodia, taken while on board a tuk tuk for a truly authentic Khmer experience.

This is my husband’s latest foreign posting.  We just got here last September 2014.  And we’re still learning to embrace the varied sights, sounds, scents, flavors, and emotions of this city.

Newness can be overwhelming sometimes.  But, yeah, kind’a exciting too.