The moment I saw devotees-filled Batu Caves this morning, I felt as if I was walking down memory lane. 3 years… yes, it has been 3 years since I last witnessed the Thaipusam festival. Nothing has changed - the devotees, the kavadis, the hope, the faith, the perseverance, the colours, the music, the dances, the chantings, and the pain devotees have to endure. The only change is in me perhaps. 3 years older, 3 years wiser. It’s time to follow the path of the devotees, forget the past, and embrace the future!