Paying My Respect
One after another.
The reason why I have white coloured shirts was because I used them when my mum passed away a few years ago. I was able to pull them out again when my dad followed suit. A month ago, I attended a funeral by a student's dad as he left the world unexpectedly. And then this month, the demise of the King of Thailand.
I wrote an article about the King many years ago and it was about an accidental trip with a friend of mine when he visited Bangkok. It was the 5th of December and knowing that it was the King's birthday, I told my friend that we could visit a different place away from the crowd that were gathered along the Grand Palace. However, we got off the wrong boat station and ended being at the vicinity of the palace.
While I was so curious as to why the people were shouting and gasping, I joined the crowd and saw the King, passing by in his motorcade waving to all the spectators. I was there and I waved my hand as well. Tears came running down my cheeks as if I have seen an angel and an angel he was.
The finest recollection was a class I had with an older student where she introduced to me the best works of the King during his reign. It was the self-sustaining project that I admired most. Also, he once told the people of Thailand that fruits should be available for all and that was the reason why the prices of fruits and vegetables are regulated. Durian for one is a rich man's fruit but not here, everyone can afford to eat one.
Today, when I went out to the supermarket, to the mall, or even to the local market, the people were all garbed in black, including me. There were no loud music, no music at all at the malls, but solemn faces and quiet demeanour. The restaurant where I had my dinner was unusually eerie because of the silence, though the place was filled of people.
My respect goes to the King who had served his people for many, many years being the longest reigning King in the world. My respect also goes to the people of Thailand for their reverence and honoured deference to the King.
We will be mourning for a year and within these days, a new change is to come. My condolences to all Thais and since I have been here for many years, I do feel it is my obligation to hold in high regard King Bhumibol the Great in my heart.
The reason why I have white coloured shirts was because I used them when my mum passed away a few years ago. I was able to pull them out again when my dad followed suit. A month ago, I attended a funeral by a student's dad as he left the world unexpectedly. And then this month, the demise of the King of Thailand.
I wrote an article about the King many years ago and it was about an accidental trip with a friend of mine when he visited Bangkok. It was the 5th of December and knowing that it was the King's birthday, I told my friend that we could visit a different place away from the crowd that were gathered along the Grand Palace. However, we got off the wrong boat station and ended being at the vicinity of the palace.
While I was so curious as to why the people were shouting and gasping, I joined the crowd and saw the King, passing by in his motorcade waving to all the spectators. I was there and I waved my hand as well. Tears came running down my cheeks as if I have seen an angel and an angel he was.
The finest recollection was a class I had with an older student where she introduced to me the best works of the King during his reign. It was the self-sustaining project that I admired most. Also, he once told the people of Thailand that fruits should be available for all and that was the reason why the prices of fruits and vegetables are regulated. Durian for one is a rich man's fruit but not here, everyone can afford to eat one.
Today, when I went out to the supermarket, to the mall, or even to the local market, the people were all garbed in black, including me. There were no loud music, no music at all at the malls, but solemn faces and quiet demeanour. The restaurant where I had my dinner was unusually eerie because of the silence, though the place was filled of people.
My respect goes to the King who had served his people for many, many years being the longest reigning King in the world. My respect also goes to the people of Thailand for their reverence and honoured deference to the King.
We will be mourning for a year and within these days, a new change is to come. My condolences to all Thais and since I have been here for many years, I do feel it is my obligation to hold in high regard King Bhumibol the Great in my heart.
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Comments
I only know of kings in fairy tales and movies, but this king used to be alive and had made Thailand one great nation. Let his legacy remain and his memory linger.
Thank you. It is a great loss but he will be remembered forever.
It is wonderful to have been a part of his reign and to taste all the fruits of his labour as well.
love lots,
Tin
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I am fortunate to have the opportunity to be in a country with a King so great that is highly revered by all. And with his passing, he will be remembered because his projects are all over esp implemented for the poorer section of the population. A role model indeed!
It is so sad. I watched Thai people are grieving over their great leader’s loss,Thai King, on the TV screen. He must be a wonderful king. May his soul rest in peace
A sovereign is divinely appointed by God, and we know this.
He was a great king. The strong foundation that held up together Thailand the darkest moments of its history.
What truly troubles me is the Crown Prince. I haven't heard any news from him since the disgrace the royal family faced scandalous issues of corruption regarding his wife, Princess Srirasmi and her family (does that bitch and her family still enjoy royal status?).
Nevertheless I would like to express my deepest condolences to you and Thailand, and to the royal family.
Truly yours,
His Illustrious Highness, Supreme Sovereign Ruler of Ballenas y Butandings and Grand Prince of Whales, T.G. Bagyo of House Stormborn
Thank you so much for the kind words. Yes, we are still grieving and all celebrations cancelled until the end of the hundred days.
Maybe, a more proper set of words would be rest in peace.
I have been here for so long that I do feel the country is my second home and the King, the father of the Nation.