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    In the land of spirituality, I realized how a monastery plays a central role for those who seek monastic life. It accepts so many people from different stages of their lives and provides resources, environment and discourse which help them achieve a common goal of enlightenment through Buddhist sensitivities. It certainly is a symbol of life, symbol of hard work, persistence and ability to aspire.: by rajat, Views[630]
         		 Yonden Sangpo is one of the most experienced monks in the Monastery. He left his regular job and married life to become a monk. “There are no set rules to follow Buddhism. It is a process to achieve inner peace which can be done by training your mind through spiritual practice.” To him, meditating minds are like mountains. Still. Formidable in face of strong winds. Vulnerable to time. Changing every moment in accordance with nature.: by rajat, Views[736]
         		 Training the mind to focus and concentrate is an individual affair. They walk together on their journey towards the universal truth through the contours of mind just like they together create the continents, oceans and mountains on this mandala; but the path taken by each is unique and different, filled by the shades and hues of different struggles and experiences.: by rajat, Views[352]
         		 At prayer wheels, Jampa was a different person. The child in him seemed to collide with the monk he is destined to become. The look on his face was a mix of freedom, joy and inquisitiveness. He compelled me to come forward and join him. “Rotate them clockwise every time you see them. It will make your mind peaceful and pleasant.”: by rajat, Views[417]
         		 Meet Jampa, age 10, the youngest monk at Thikse. After his father’s death in a road accident, his mother couldn’t afford his studies and thus started his journey as Buddhist monk. He loves to play football and before coming here he wanted to be a pilot, now he wants to become a spiritual leader and teacher. His English speaking abilities made me connect with him instantly. What is Buddhism for you I asked, “A state of being happy and satisfied”, he said. it sounded like a well-rehersed reply.: by rajat, Views[757]
     
    The tales of life and death tied to a string for eternity, hovering in mid-air: by journeywithapurpose, Views[376]
         		 Gateway to new tales and philosophies. Rays peep through the leaves to greet us.: by journeywithapurpose, Views[326]
         		 Sunny here, cloudy there. Nature's way of flaunting her power and grandeur.: by journeywithapurpose, Views[328]
         		 The Mall. The hub of new meetings and possibilities...: by journeywithapurpose, Views[342]
         		 And the neglected remains unattended. The boy is still blowing those bubbles.: by journeywithapurpose, Views[354]
     
    Solemnity: by sjordan, Views[344]
         		 Still dignified and curious, some must eek out a life among the structures: by sjordan, Views[358]
         		 Earthly concerns and distractions beckon even as we carry spirit with us: by sjordan, Views[361]
         		 Care takers of the grandeur: by sjordan, Views[353]
         		 Unmistakable India -- a land that embodies spirituality in form and grand scale: by sjordan, Views[375]
     
    Forgotten in a street corner, the ragged dolls have breathed life in a world of their own. Pondicherry, India: by gitsak, Views[290]
         		 A ray of sun breaks in through a cavity, warm and still, intermittently breaking the frenzy inside Goubert Market. Pondicherry, India: by gitsak, Views[372]
         		 In the middle of busy traffic on a road in Pondicherry, a wedding procession proceeds, unperturbed as it adds to the street chaos and color. Pondicherry, India: by gitsak, Views[354]
         		 Young boys hop around, couples meet away from prying eyes. Life moves on, quietly taking over, perhaps even forgetting the relics of our history. Mahatma Gandhi statue, Pondicherry, India: by gitsak, Views[410]
         		 A loyal canine warm and playful, the next moment becoming fiercely protective of his master as he spots a prying camera. Pondicherry, India: by gitsak, Views[288]
     
    5) In every Indian train station, at all hours of the night, people can be found sleeping on the ground. Some are waiting for trains, others come to sell goods or to beg. Some come simply for the security of the light. At times you may even spot a wandering Hindu holy man, seated on a newspaper, observing the commotion.: by djoshuajennings, Views[576]
         		 On Indian trains, the window is often seen as a trash bin, and the open-chute train toilets drop sewage directly onto the speeding tracks below. The result is thousands of miles of sewage-covered rails, with fields of paper and plastic on either side of the track. Here, at a station near Mysore, women with straw hand-brooms sweep the littered rails. : by djoshuajennings, Views[1764]
         		 Inside ‘Sleeper Class’, around midnight, somewhere between Rishikesh and Varanasi. The fans were roaring, the car was shaking and you could hear the wheels squealing through the open windows. With two or three people to a bed, the overcrowded car remained loud and busy much of the night. : by djoshuajennings, Views[1323]
         		 Approaching Kolkata the train traffic was backed up for miles, so we rolled into the sprawling metropolis slowly, alongside other trains. Here a man was leaning out the open berth door, waiting to jump off.: by djoshuajennings, Views[401]
         		 Between 2012 and 2014 I logged more than 300 hours traveling on the Indian Railways, riding in every class and sometimes sleeping near the toilets in the connector joints when I couldn’t get a ticket. This is 3am in Chennai. I stepped off the train and spotted these two women looking out of the Ladies Only compartment.: by djoshuajennings, Views[518]
     
    While waiting for a bus in Kohima, India this family of three appears in all their glory.: by whenrhinosappear, Views[302]
         		 Another breakfast meeting in Kohima, India with the men of the village.: by whenrhinosappear, Views[273]
         		 In Kohima India, children working in the family store while visiting friends stand on the outside looking in.: by whenrhinosappear, Views[316]
         		 We are the aliens that have just landed in their city. Their curiosity of us is palpable.: by whenrhinosappear, Views[271]
         		 Concierge of my hotel, but tour guild to me. Avito sitting in his Aunt's house waiting for tea.: by whenrhinosappear, Views[315]
     
    Village Gurez near India Pakistan border kids became curious for a new guy: by ahmedsaifi, Views[439]
         		 A peaceful evening: by ahmedsaifi, Views[215]
         		 A guy is reading Quran after namaz where every one left for the work: by ahmedsaifi, Views[317]
         		 famous local Nadru ke pakora/snacks in Jammu & Kashmir: by ahmedsaifi, Views[551]
         		 After breaking the fast of Ramadan shepherds cooking food for night: by ahmedsaifi, Views[175]
     
    And flowery bell :) : by bhavnabura, Views[214]
         		 And this leafy finery: by bhavnabura, Views[249]
         		 And I love the love-birds.: by bhavnabura, Views[543]
         		 And this man loved sleep :) : by bhavnabura, Views[243]
         		 I loved the flowery baskets :) : by bhavnabura, Views[248]
     
    Tokens of candles and marigolds in banana leaf pots float down the Ganges.: by hreddersonmuckle, Views[299]
         		 Cows are a very welcome and celebrated addition to the evening Puja ceremonies.: by hreddersonmuckle, Views[315]
         		 Hindus and travelers alike float the symbols of their dedication to Lord Shiva.: by hreddersonmuckle, Views[323]
         		 Arriving to the Dashashwamedh Ghat for the evening 'Puja' (worship) ceremony.: by hreddersonmuckle, Views[241]
         		 A lonely journey. Because, you will know what it takes, and then gives. Maybe it's done alone, but it's worth it. If not for the majestic Zanskar Gorges, if not for the ever moving and changing sheets of ice beneath your feet, if not for the strange shades of blue the sky takes on, if not for the frozen waterfalls along the way, if not for the limits of endurance you tend to push yourself against, it is for the journey itself. It ensures, once you come back, you will never be the same again.: by jajaborthenomad, Views[443]
     
    Fernweh. Virgin pristine and untamed beauty. And silhouettes. The ache for being at this place hits hard every single time I look at this shot. Tall, grand and rocky Chadar Canyons. Snowfall in hordes. Etheral extremes. And when you see silhouettes of locals dragging their trade bags, tied to their waist in such a setting, the craving takes over.: by jajaborthenomad, Views[318]
         		 The faithful. Sometimes, the only ones. At the end of a long tiring day walking through water and snow and ice, when the time comes to hang up your boots for the day, you need to dry them first. They never dry though, it's just that the soaked up wetness disappears slightly. And sometimes, in such arid environment, you luckliy find patches of moss and a log of wood.: by jajaborthenomad, Views[300]
         		 Abode, snowfall, shelter & Buddhist prayers. Small hidden caves, such as this one, found in selected turns in the gorges are home to trekkers and local Ladakhis on the move. It was mostly a case of first come first serve, except there is no one to serve you except yourself. The protection from the fierce cold and wind is the major enticer to these caves. A local man, making the perilous journey from Nerak (a village, meaning Hell in English) to Leh, Ladakh for selling Yak wool can be seen reading some Buddhist prayers through the snowfall. The Buddhist believers say these prayers help them survive in such extreme conditions where temperatures dipping to -30 degrees centigrade is a common phenomenon.: by jajaborthenomad, Views[445]
         		 Fire for survival. Little firewood. Flint stones for ignition. Back to Stone Age. 1PM in the afternoon. As temperatures hover around -15 degrees centigrade, these fires become a necessity whenever you are resting. The only problem is a lack of firewood in arid, cold and barren Ladakh. The shrub seen behind cannot be used, it is prohibited since it is one of the few Oxygen providers in the surrounding. Stanzin and Tsering, seen facing the photographer, were adept at finding us firewood and much needed heat. The technique of using flint stones to ignite fire took us back to the Stone Age.: by jajaborthenomad, Views[313]
         		 Foot Hold. A forced halt due to heavy downpour. Dal Lake, J&K, India: by photoprey, Views[282]
     
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