Tuesday, February 16, 2010

... of celebrations and the victims

Marinated ducks are left out to dry under the steamy hot February sun outside a restaurant, off Jalan Putra, Alor Star, three feet above a badly clogged drain. Fancy the biting heat keeps the voracious flies at bay but surely not the dust from the road from peppering the ducks. They are dripped dry before being roasted. By New Year Eve, the roasted ducks would be nicely chopped up and dressed with salads and cucumbers on a huge plate to be savored and devoured with chilly sauce by the celebrants.

Like turkeys to the Americans on Thanksgiving, roasted ducks are to the Chinese for the New Lunar Year. Come to think of it, the human race is ritualistic. Celebrations must go along with animals being sacrificed for food.

Yours Sincerely ( Y S ) is making a pilgrimage, as usual, back to his roots in Kelantan. We must never forget our roots and " the source of the water from where we drink. "


These ares not all the ducks. There are lots more. My lens cannot accommodate. So many ducks become the victims while we celebrate.

May you have a R O A R I N G lunar new year !

Keep busy with life. It is for the living only.

1 comment:

footiam said...

When we eat the ducks or turkeys, theh would eat us too!