Today I am going to blog on a rather unusual walk for #WednesdayWalk. This walk was done when I visited a super grand memorial hall at Nirvana Center KL when my Aunt passed away from illness 3 months ago. My Aunt, who was my father's second eldest brother's wife, who was also a Datin, passed away peacefully at the age of 83 after suffered from paralysis for 20 years. She had a stroke which caused her to be paralysed. She had been in treatment/medication and then discharged with wheelchair to be cared at home for many years. Doctor actually said she could live on for 5-8 years but she fought for 20 years at the comfort of home. Therefore, it was not a super sad wake service as everyone knew she had not been well. Everyone also knew she had fought a good fight and she had the strongest spirit to live on. Most heart comforting moment was she left peacefully in the morning after her usual routine of body sponge wipe by the maid. She just slowly closed her eyes, then they later found out she no longer breathed.

The family is well-to-do hence they were able to engage the best memorial service for her, knowing friends and families locally and internationally would love to join for the wake service.

It was my first time here at Nirvana Center KL so I was very surprised to find out how grand it was. Later I found out it was a 6-star building with the best elements of columbarium and memorial halls.

We reached a little earlier and got to hang out at the entrance. So many pots of greens.

The entrance itself was grand, I almost felt I was at a high class hotel.

Walking in, we were greeted by this beautiful plant. I love the how nicely trimmed it was. Actually, my brothers were walking very fast, so I just took photos in a hurry too.

Beautiful lights on top. I wish my camera could do a better job like my eyes. It looked more beautiful than what I captured here.

The high-class registration counter on my right and a comfortable classy sofa on my left.

There was a section with beautiful peacocks statue. And comfortable seating. I think it would be nice to sit down there to quiet down while processing the departure of your loved ones.

Many others sofa for you to sit on.

Continue walking and I saw this beauty. I couldn't describe more as I was not sure what it was. Or the meaning behind. It looked like a beautiful painting on a plate.

Them this golden thingy. Wow! So gold. So rich. So gorgeous.

Walking up the escalator and a glance of the ground floor.

We reached the lift. Even the lift area and the lift itself looked grand.

Upon reaching level M2 where the funeral parlour were, we walked passed all the different types of memorial halls. They were named according to gems like pearl, ruby, jade, etc. It was a long isle to walk and below were what I captured during the long walk. The halls were all at my left, and seating area on my right. Many halls had been taken and full of people. My Aunt's hall was at the last as the family took the biggest section, called the Diamond Hall.

Noticed a nice photo frame.

Zoom in to have a close look at this miniature Buddha. Such nice one.

So, my Aunt's hall was at a higher ground, so we needed to walk up a short staircase. Then we were greeted by so many flowers of condolence from people.

I saw many people in the Diamond memorial hall paying their respect to my Aunt. Many familiar faces too, some were cousins who were at another country, flew back to see her.

While watching the TV about all her photos and videos, I couldn't help but shed tears. She was the most generous Aunty because she was rich. We got to stay at her house for free and she bough me many Barbie Dolls. This was my vivid memory of her. Kind and generous. And so sweet. Highly educated and rich yet humble and not proud.

When it was less crowded, my brothers and I went in to pay our respect too. Also to convey our condolence to our Uncle. He was the one in the center of the photo below.

Later, we were invited to have dinner right outside the hall as well, and that was when we got to catch up with other relatives.

Our cousin made a remark that life is an irony. Everyone busy with own life and then a beautiful reunion at the passing of her mum. I didn't know to laugh or to cry. I know my Aunt is at best place now. No more suffering and pain. And our cousins also acknowledged that.