Saturday, 31 January 2026

Thaipusam – A Personal Reflection

 


Thaipusam is an annual celebration dedicated to Lord Murugan, one of the main Hindu deities.

Thaipusam

To Hindus, Thaipusam is a day of profound spiritual cleansing and victory. It honours Lord Murugan, the deity of youth and power, receiving the Vel or the divine spear of wisdom to defeat the forces of darkness. It is a celebration of the triumph of the human spirit over its own limitations, expressed through grand processions and acts of deep penance.

Worshippers carry the kavadis, which are a symbolic burden of atonement or repentance on their shoulders as they climb the hundred of steps to the temple, as in Batu Caves in Kuala Lumpur or walk long distances to the temple. Kavadis come in many shapes and forms, often in the shape of an arched wooden or steel frame decorated with flowers, peacock feathers (the peacock is Lord Murugan's mount), and images of deities.

The procession of the chariot

In the main temples in Malaysia, where Thaipusam is celebrated, the celebration starts a day earlier when the deity's statue is carried in chariots from the temple of his abode to the one where the rituals are held.

The Rhythm of the Streets

Until a few years ago, when my left knee began to act up, I walked in the procession from the Sri Mahamariamman Temple on High Street to Baru Caves, ten miles away on the old road leading to Ipoh and the North.

To walk with the chariot is an experience one never forgets. You don’t walk alone but with a throng of people keeping pace with the chariot.

The air is filled with the smell of jasmine and incense, vibrating with the primal thrum of the urumi drums and trumpets. But look closely at the crowd, and you see the true miracle of our nation. It is a long, winding river of humanity where Indian, Chinese, and Malay faces blend into a single moving entity.

A Shared Journey

Shop owners along the route, regardless of their faith, offer fruits and flowers as the chariot passes. In those moments, the deep but obvious message of Thaipusam reveals itself: religion need not be a barrier that divides, but a bridge that connects. That is the Vel of wisdom.

The Lion and the Chariot

Nowhere is this unity more enchanting than in the greeting of the lion dancers. This tradition emerged spontaneously in our urban centres as a beautiful gesture of respect from the Chinese community toward their Hindu neighbours. To see the vibrant, coloured lions bow and dance before the silver chariot is to witness a sight that speaks to the heart. Two different sounds from two ancient civilisations meeting on a Malaysian street.

Forged by the Winds

Malaysia is one of the few places on earth where the great monsoons meet. For centuries, the winds brought travellers, traders, and seekers from every corner of the globe to these shores. In this crucible, the cultures and religions of the world were forged together, not by force, but by the necessity of coexistence.

This, I believe, is the first lesson of being Malaysian. We are remarkably different, yet we are united by the mysterious ways of history. We are a people woven together by a narrative much larger than ourselves—a tikar mengkuang (a traditional mat woven from palm leaves) created by the long, overlapping shadows of our ancestors.

I am made of these memories. Though my knee may no longer allow me to keep pace with the chariot, the spirit of that walk remains within me. It reminds me that we are a country where the sacred and the secular, the ancient and the modern, and the lion and the deity, all walk the same path. We are different. Yes. But we are bound by a shared history that has taught us how to move as one, even if it is to different rhythms.

In my younger days, as a clerk with the National Electricity Board, my union was one of the movers of the Batu Caves celebrations, together with those of the Telecoms and PWD. I remember the weight of those two nights spent as a volunteer. Chopping vegetables, boiling the dhal and cooking mountains of rice, all under a tent in the heat of a dozen wood-burning stoves.  This was followed the next day by the sheer joy of serving the food and drinks for the thousands who arrived in waves. It was service in its purest form, fuelled by the same mysterious history that brought us all to this land.

Today, 1 February 2026, marks a rare and auspicious alignment in Malaysia as we celebrate both Thaipusam and Federal Territory Day. For Hindus, this sacred day commemorates Lord Murugan receiving the Vel (divine spear) from his mother, Goddess Parvati, to vanquish the demon Soorapadman—a powerful symbol of wisdom overcoming ignorance. 

2 comments:

  1. When I visited some 30 years ago, after struggling on the stairs at the end, I felt so light and peaceful. My mind was clear. My soul was free. My heart was renewed. My senses were sharp. Wasn't just the exercise but felt something spiritual about Batu Caves. Thanks for the enlightenment.

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  2. Exactly the sentiments of my late mother, when at 83, she climbed the steps. She said, "I am not climbing. I am being lifted". Thank you for your comments.

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