
Eakachai and I were to listen to the King from the Palace grounds while others from the University entered the Sala Dusitalya for an audience with the King. To our good fortune, an amiable Palace guard led us to a shady spot under a tree, from where we could clearly see His Majesty as he ascended the steps to the ceremonial hall to address his subjects.
The Palace grounds thronged with Thai people from the North, South, East and West of the country. At 4pm, all in the Palace grounds fell to their knees, gently expressing their blessings for the King as his sky-blue Rolls Royce pulled over at the edge of the palace garden. Eakachai and I dropped to our knees and peered into the most Royal sight appearing before us. His Majesty, who was driving the car, stepped out in his light evening suit, looking immaculately Royal and just behind him the Crown Prince, the princess and a few others of the Royal Household walked slowly, smiling and acknowledging the greetings of their people. The King with an ever so gentle smile surveyed his loving subjects as he walked towards the ceremonial hall. I saw the cherry blossom cheeks and gently greying hair on the nape of HM’s neck. That image remains ever – embedded in my mind’s eye.
His Majesty and all in his entourage paused at the bedsides of Thai soldiers hurt in the service of defending their sovereign country. I saw His Majesty speak to each one of them, placing in their hands envelopes. His Majesty then ascended the steps and the Royal Guards struck up the melodious Royal Anthem. By the time we regained our standing posture, people waved yellow flags while a chorus of voices sang in full throated bliss the Royal Anthem
I came away from the experience deeply impressed that the Love of a King for His people permeated the core of their lives. That love lives on though the King is no more. In our eternal memories may His spirit remain.
Glen Chatelier