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My Journey Through Cambodia’s Depressing Past

[I visited Cambodia in 2016, but this is an edited version of the original story provided (by me) to and published by the print version of… Harmony – Celebrate Age, in May 2017]

The mugshot of several dozen victims of the Khmer Rouge genocide lay in front of me. Some appeared to have a broken jawbone, and some, a few missing teeth. I winced every time I looked at a new face. The man next to me, however, stood still, though he appeared twitching from time to time. He looked Cambodian, and unlike me, I realised, he might just be finding the entire sight a lot more tormenting. A few faces might perhaps be familiar to him.

I’d arrived in Phnom Penh only a day before, and I was already inside the infamous site of S-21 Tuol Sleng Jail. The place had some appeal, after all, S-21 of Phnom Penh is the reason why so many tourists come to Cambodia, at first place.

After struggling with the thoughts and studying different faces for a few long minutes, as I grabbed myself again, I realised that the man standing next to me was also still there. He wouldn’t budge, but only blink his forever moist eyes. Looking at him I realised that I knew a very little beyond the fact that S-21 was Khmer Rouge’s one of the last strongholds, leaving thousands of people tortured, murdered and many more homeless and mentally bruised, during the four-year-long massacre that began in 1975. I knew nothing much about those four year massacre period either. As I ought to learn more, I went back to my hostel, took out a book that someone gave me in Siem Reap. 

Children of Cambodia’s Killing Fields (1997) – as the title read – is a sad yet a powerful reminder of what had happened to those who survived genocides as children.

In 1975, the Khmer Rouge, or the Communist Party of Kampuchea, as they officially called themselves, took over Phnom Penh and pretty much the rest of the country, with a simple goal to transform Cambodia into a cashless, anti-western, agrarian society. Anyone practicing western standards of living – including doctors, teachers and others wearing glasses (basically everyone who appeared educated) were brutally murdered. Schools were turned into re-education camps. Cities were vandalised. Many of these Khmer Rouge soldiers in Pol Pot’s army, were children, and many of their victims were children.

Inside my hostel dormitory, I scanned though the book real quickly and spoke about Khmer Rouge with a few locals. My hostel staff, seemed reluctant speaking about it. The next morning, I decided to visit S21 Tuol Sleng once again, with a few hours planned for Choeung Ek Killing Fields as well.

At 7 in the morning, the city of Phnom Penh looked bright and functioning. Roadside stalls were already selling items, tuktuk drivers were busy negotiating with customers. It’s hard to believe that the riverside of Sisowath Quay, where today tourists can be found sipping their favourite cocktail, or a happy-hour 50c beer, was bombed 40 years ago. Most of the buildings in the city are quite new now, but the remnants of its old architecture and the many sad memories that local Cambodians are living with, even today, are quite visible.

The two storeyed buildings of Tuol Sleng used to be a high school and was turned into Khmer Rouge’s largest detention and interrogation center. Its main building, notoriously known as Security Prison 21 or S-21, is where most of the heinous crimes took place. The buildings can be found covered in barbed wires and a few classrooms transformed into torture chambers – with each room housing more than a dozen small cells.

As you walk from room to room, you come across those that are torture chambers and others that are now displayed with torture equipment, or the photographs of victims. A headset commentary continuously narrates the few first-hand accounts.

Inside the S-21 building of Tuol Sleng, as many as 17,000 men, women and children were imprisoned, tortured and brutally murdered, only fewer than 20 survived. I saw mugshots of people of all ages, some as young as five. Some look scared and some have traces of a smile. Not everyone who visit Tuol Sleng Museum could complete the entire tour, and I turned out to be one among them!

Devastated, as was the case, I decided to hire another tuktuk to the Killing Fields of Choeund Ek. As my tuktuk driver revved up, I enquired him about my next destination. I was told that Choeund Ek Killing Fields was just one of 150 other such execution centres around the country – with each one of them screaming its own version of stories filled with blood and gory. Killing fields were used by Pol Pot’s army for massacres and burying dead bodies. Anyone who showed slight hint of intellect, and their families, were killed and buried there.

Walking inside a killing field literally means walking on human remains. Sometimes you step on somebody’s shoulder bone, and sometimes, somebody’s skull. I was constantly being careful about not stepping on any white material that I suspected to be a bone. Listening to the audio set, which costs 3 dollars, on top of the entry fee, I learned that Pol Pot army even killed thousands by repeatedly hitting their faces, as bullets were expensive. Some smashed skulls only reappeared later attesting to the statement.

Killing Fields of Choeund Ek had several mass graves, separating the bodies of men, with that of women and children. Right next to a grave was the ‘killing tree’ with a massive trunk that was used to smash the heads of children before they were through into their designated mass grave. A tall 17-storey stupa, situated almost in centre of the fields was also filled with no god, but only more of human skulls.

It is hard to believe that everyone living in Cambodia, over the age of 40 is either a victim or a perpetrator of this brutality. And even those who were not born yet, are an indirect victim of family separation and loss. Perhaps that’s why when you ask people about their views on Khmer Rouge, and any first-hand accounts, they either look perplexed or agitated (often perplexed though!).

Now looking back at my visit to Cambodia, and a few days of directionless wandering from North to South, I wonder how every Cambodian finds courage to deal with what had happened in their families in past. I wonder what’s their story, and the story of that broken man whose face appeared unresponsive, but his eyes were continuously saying a thousand words.

Though Cambodia may well be a country that is still trying to find its way after the horrifying genocide in the recent past, but when you travel here you realise that it is filled with some of the friendliest people you’ve encountered in your life. As you walk along the streets in Phnom Penh, you find nothing but only smiles and laughs in the air. Its soul, its tragic past and its people never miss to leave a mark on your heart. Delicious food, beautiful coastlines, and a lively nightlife, only add to the experience.

Cemented roads still don’t really exist here and you’ll be travelling along dirt tracks, yet every time you go past small villages, you will find children running out to wave and smile and shout a happy “hello!”

Best Time To Travel

Since Cambodia is warm almost year-round, with temperatures rarely dropping below 20 degree Celsius, the best time to visit is between November and March. However, if little crowd and less prices are the two important factors you’re considering, visit sometime between May and October – because this is when the Monsoon hits the country, making travelling neither better nor worse, but prices and crowd at their least.

VISA & Currency Requirements

Travelling to Cambodia is fairly easy. Indian travellers to Cambodia can get an eVisa, (valid for 3 months) as well as visa-on-arrival (valid for 1 months). Visa-on-arrival, which takes only a few minutes to process costs USD 30, and can be obtained at a the airport or land border. Just carry a passport-sized photo and the fee, which has to be only in USD, and you’re good to go.

The official currency in Cambodia is The Cambodian Riel (KHR), but the country uses USD to a level that local people are always more willing to accept USDs than KHRs. So there’s no real need to carry the local currency unless you’re visiting very local villages and paying for really small things on streets. Even most ATMs in Cambodia dispense USD.

Few Important Tips

  • There are no direct flights from India to Cambodia, and one is required to get a connecting flight from either Bangkok, in Thailand, or Kuala Lampur, in Malaysia. The two major airports in Cambodia are Siem Reap and Phnom Penh, with most of the flights flying to and from the capital city of Phnom Penh. It is also possible to enter the country by land from Thailand, Vietnam, and Laos, and getting a Visa-on-arrival by land is also possible for Indians.
  • In Phnom Penh, there’s almost no public transport and tuk-tuks are only the preferred and easily available option. It is convenient to hire a tuk-tuk for half a day to visit Tuol Sleng Genocide Museumand Choeung Ek Killing Fields, for which they charge somewhere around USD 40, including driving and waiting time.
  • At Tuol Sleng Genocide Museumand Choeung Ek Killing Fields, tourists are given a headset-guide for an additional cost of nearly USD 3. And it’s a better choice to get the headset, else you will miss a lot of information about the places.
  • Do not leave Cambodia without having the sumptuous Khmer curry with local beer. You can enjoy a delicious meal on the street for less than USD 2, and in a restaurant for less than USD 5. Talk about cheap!

Have you visited Killing Fields and Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum in Cambodia? What are your thoughts?

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Shortly after my first real nine-to-five job, I left that lifestyle behind, and with it, everything that didn't fit in my backpack. I've learned that this world is too big (and too interesting!) to stay in one place. I believe that with a little courage and inspiration, everyone has the power to follow their dreams. Just as I've followed mine!

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  1. Visiting the site of Khmer Rouge genocide is a very moving experience, not unlike a trip to Cellular Jail perhaps. I would not be surprised if that sad person next to you had lost someone in his family then. This is definitely more personal for the locals there than us.

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