Your hands on my face

Doors of the train slid open. Drum beats slipped in, people poured out. Below Bangkok’s Skytrain station are vendors calling out, everybody walking,  people dancing and water-splashing. I stared at the long stretch of Sala Daeng full of partying teenagers and twentysomethings, not sure if foreigners are welcome in their New Year, in their celebration of the passage of time.

I tightened my grip on my things and wished Mike were there to hold my hand. It’s been a year since I saw him. Why is Time ever the slowest when you are waiting for something grand?

The three of us looked at the crowd–squirting guns; bodies touching bodies; fingers dipped in bowls of wet talc powder to be wiped on the faces.

 Tradition taught the Thai to pour scented water over the buddhas’ body. The pouring of water has gone wild, though, as Thailand started holding one of the world’s biggest water fights. While some containers of water were perfumed, most were not; but the most notorious of all was the ice-cold ones–straight from the ice box. Rare was dry hair, dry shirt, dry underwear.  Everybody was dripping, drip drip.

On both sides of the streets there were throngs of people walking towards each other–like a river with water flowing from opposite ends. I walked ahead of O. and C., still wondering what happens during the last nights of Songkran. Had Mike been there, he would have held me close to him, as we brave the mosh, but I wasn’t sure how he’d hold me; I couldn’t imagine anymore actually. It’s been a year.

Then this happened: the wiping of the powder. Here’s how it goes:

Young men walk in lines (three to five guys, usually), holding a bowl of diluted powder for other people’s faces. Some use their fingertips, others their whole hand, some others use both of their hands with palms serving as pillows to both cheeks (usually of girls).  Some dip their hands in the bowl first, while others rub their palms, before they spread the mixture on others’ faces. It feels more like caressing than wiping. A gentle, tender stroke. And that’s all I needed to remember Mike’s touch.

After so many hands touched my face, I felt light. It’s as if the universe sent Mike’s touch across the world through these gentle hands. What’s more heart-warming is that, whenever they press their palms on my cheeks, they say something in Thai–I didn’t understand it, we didn’t understand them, but their words sounded reassuring, comforting, as if to say, everything will fall in its proper places. You are not alone. That night, I remember how Mike would cup my face with his two hands, and say how small my face is, then he’d grab me and imprison my ‘small head’ in his strong arms. That night, I felt at peace with a thousand strangers.

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Tin
Tin
8 years ago

This is beautiful, Miss Ai. It made me smile and well, a little teary-eyed, too.

ai
ai
8 years ago
Reply to  Tin

really? thanks, tin. 🙂 i was afraid it’s too honest and sentimental.

miguel
8 years ago
Reply to  ai

pagbigyan na natin si KJ aka the Scarlet Letter.

ai
ai
8 years ago
Reply to  ai

😀

Tin
Tin
8 years ago
Reply to  ai

Bakit ako naging scarlet letter! HAHAHA, at bakit binubully mo ko hanggang sa blog ni Mam Ai? Akala ko sa blog ko lang (at blog mo na rin).

Kei Tan
Kei Tan
8 years ago

aaawww

ai
ai
8 years ago
Reply to  Kei Tan

hihi

rizza
rizza
8 years ago

*touched*
(but wow.. a year? as in, a year, Ms. Ai?)

ai
ai
8 years ago
Reply to  rizza

hi rizza. well, in a few weeks, it’s going to be a year. yeah, that long, huh?

meLiSsa
meLiSsa
8 years ago

so honest. very nice article 🙂

ai
ai
8 years ago
Reply to  meLiSsa

hello, many many thanks for thinking so..

Katie
Katie
8 years ago

You know I’m not the senti kind pero this article is really lovely. Konting tiis na lang at uuwi na rin si Papa Boss M. Just keep smiling. And congrats for braving the streets of Songkran. Looks like you, O.and C. had a grand time! More photos! ^_^

ai
ai
8 years ago
Reply to  Katie

thaaanks! 🙂 wish you were there, too!

redmike
redmike
8 years ago

kiss?

ai
ai
8 years ago
Reply to  redmike

kisses!


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