While waiting for Capt to fix his tire, which apparently quite serious, I took a rest at a mosque along the highway, in Changlun before entering the border.
The mosque is not grand and very charming. The “mimbar” is made of richly carved wood and the tiang seri (pillars) are supported by concrete bases with some details - not just a plain structure.
After performing my prayers, jamak and qasar, I dozed off. I needed the rest from the long ride since morning, to recharge and to continue riding North to Hatyai - and thats the plan.
It is obviously a wakaf masjid, not built by the government. Whoever involved building it had put a lot of effort and passion in building it. I can see it from the details. I can feel form the ambience.
Thats what human do for their devotion to God in their respective religion. For God, it has got to be the best effort.