Bali—though a part of Indonesia—feels culturally distinct from the rest of the country. With about 90% of the population practicing Hinduism, the Balinese have preserved their traditions and culture, not just in their rituals but also in their deep attachment to their villages, unique architecture, and homes.
It was a unique experience to see familiar gods revered, loved, and worshipped in a foreign land, but in ways that felt refreshingly different. Enormous statues depicting stories and characters from the Mahabharata are everywhere, adding a sense of familiarity amidst the exotic.
The Balinese people are among the happiest I’ve met. During my week-long stay, I didn’t witness a single instance of aggression. Despite the heavy traffic and narrow lanes, there was no honking or angry gestures—something that seems unique to India! From the quaint villages of central Bali (reminiscent of Kerala) to the beaches of South Bali (which reminded me of Goa), Bali truly felt like a home away from home.
Interestingly, Balinese people identify themselves as Balinese first, not Indonesians. They even make this distinction when it comes to their coffee!
Bali was more than just a destination—it was a warm, welcoming experience that felt both familiar and entirely new.