25/3/08 train towards Rishikesh (*) I met on the train from Delhi to Pathankot an Indian man. He was about 50 years old, wearing most modern cloths, colourful, on the bright side of the palette. He was full of happiness, it was impossible not to see it. After a short small talk about the train…
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Pathankot, 24 April 08 I am in the end of my journey. To reach Delhi I need to take a bus from Mcleod Ganj to Pathankot – a ruff ride of 5 hours, only 130 Km, than a night train to Delhi. I booked a seat at the sleepers compartment – the most exciting part,…
22th April 08, McLeod Ganj, Dharmashala. Traveling by local bus to Gyuto Monastery. I am going to meet The 17th Gyalwang Karmapa in half an hour time. His Holiness the 17th Gyalwang Karmapa, is the head of the 900 year old Karma Kagyu Lineage and guide to millions of Buddhists around the world. Born in…
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Ho Indian Women! 2
Laxman Jhula, Rishikesh 11/4/08 Ms. Jayalalithaa drew my attention since the first day I landed in India. Huge posters of a woman’s face were looking at me all the way from the Chennai’s Air Port. In a city of 7++ million people, that kind of a large poster makes a remarkable statement, soon enough I…
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White Rock Shines
Dharamsala, Mcleod Ganj, 17/4/08 Smiley sunny rays woke me up this morning. The green valley sparking (opposite me), shiny dew, birds singing, raven raved joyfully full blast from height to the valley and loud cocks announced proudly – I am happy, the summer is here! Above, powerful, peaceful, white, ever snow rock shines still, just…