Gabriele Orlini

Among the Chams no one wants

A small Cham community. Muslim fishermen living on the banks of the Mekong, opposite the glittering Riverside of Phnom Penh.
Published on 26 August 2019
Sockha, Muslim village | ©Gabriele Orlini, 2019
Sockha, Muslim village | ©Gabriele Orlini, 2019
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Cambodia Journals | Phnom Penh, 26 August 2019

The Sokha Hotel has something arrogant, majestic, and exquisitely Asian about it.
The monolith is worth one hundred million dollars and stands immense to the south of the Chroy Changvar peninsula in Phnom Penh.
There is no obvious reason to go to that part of the peninsula – located between the junction of the Tonle Sap River and the Mekong – unless you want to go right up to the Sokhi.
But hardly anyone goes there, and its luxurious rooms remain mostly empty.

There may be no obvious reason, but beneath the skyline of the majestic hotel stands Pum Cham, a Muslim village of Cham ethnicity that escaped the Khmer Rouge genocide more than 40 years ago.
This village on the banks of the Mekong consists of about 250 families. Lacking all government support and assistance, with no schools or health centres, these Cham men are skilled fishermen and, in addition to fish, essential for their livelihood, they collect from the muddy waters of the river whatever comes from the northern provinces: from rubbish to tree trunks.

This work in Cambodia aims to discover that part of the country that does not find space in tourist guides. The one away from the temples of Angkor Wat or the Tonle Sap. The Cham ethnic group is part of the programme and getting to know the Pum Cham community prepared us for the stop in Kampong Cham, where the largest Muslim community in the country resides

Sockha, Muslim village | ©Gabriele Orlini, 2019
Sockha, Muslim village | ©Gabriele Orlini, 2019

The village of Pum Cham

We arrived early in the morning, partly to enjoy the good light, to devote as much time as possible to the village. We did not yet know what we would find, or if they would be available.

The first impression I had was a kind of déjà vu: seeing the situation in the village, the dilapidated huts on stilts facing the river and the moored boats that also serve as homes, my mind immediately went back to the Andaman Sea and the mysterious Moken, searched and met in Koh Phayam, Thailand, two years ago.

A feeling that disappeared in an instant, however, because the Cham have a completely different history, and the reasons for this Muslim community being relegated to the edges of a city that wants to be glitzy, is certainly not to be found in anthropological reasons but in purely political ones.

A whole day spent among: playful, half-naked children, friendly, smiling women with their heads covered, hospitable and curious men, elderly people with a dignity furrowed in their faces.
Simple Humans who were meeting and conversing with other Humans.

The Sokimex Group, the owner of the Sokhi Hotel, has long been cracking down on the Pum Cham community by all methods, political and police, to drive them out of that portion of the river right under the south windows of the hotel.

Text: Gabriele Orlini 
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