I say this at every opportunity, “not for nothing people associate The Himalayas with renunciation of the material world.” If you spend enough time in the mighty mountains, renunciation becomes a natural process. When you are up there, in the lyrics of Metallica, nothing else matters.
Category: Photo Essays
Here I realized it was possible to walk in the clouds but without Keanu Reeves by my side. The white fluffy clouds descended so low on the town that it literally passed through people strolling on the narrow streets and made the town look like it was floating dreamily. For the first time I saw, between clouds, many Tibetan monks flooding the streets in bright maroon robes and shaved heads; men and women alike. McLeod Ganj is the headquarters of Tibetan government (in exile.) Icing on the cake was I saw Dalai Lama at the monastery and heard his discourse to the Tibetan monks, in the language I didn’t follow. I vividly remember the knickknacks and souvenir shops were, very lazily, manned by the Tibetans. Clearly their lives didn’t depend on the shops. And the travelers and hippies from across the globe added a hint of exoticism to the town. It had an air of a paradise.
As a kid the very sound of market excited me, because of its association with the pleasant prospect of shopping, much to my father’s dismay. The sound of shopping still excites me and the reason remains the same. However, now that I have to pay my own bills, I reluctantly learnt to sidetrack myself by means of a camera. Hail street photography!
Experimented with my new lens, Nikon 10-22mm, on my favorite subject
This is what keeps me going: a new place, a new face, a new language, a new taste, a new smell, a new smile, a new friend, a new experience, do you get my drift?
Every time I crave for some inspiration I turn to nature and I’m never disappointed. I always return thoroughly intoxicated. Time to time, soaking in the marvels of nature has a therapeutic effect on my mind and body. I love to meditate sitting in the middle of a dense forest while absorbing the musical sounds coming from it. My recent trip was to Western Ghats in India, a UNESCO World Heritage Site rich in biodiversity. I
While you are in the company of Himalayas inner, peace is a natural process. The hardship I went through climbing the godlike Mountains was perfectly justified when I found myself meditating without fighting thoughts. Snow peaks, gorges, streams, yaks, horse, pine trees and a lot peace and quiet surrounded me. This is exactly why Himalayas is synonymous to renunciation. When you are up there you are really “up” there. Everything else in life seems insignificant.
Love affair with horse riding
One time when I got an aisle seat on the flight from Kathmandu to Kolkata, I fell all over the window seat guy next to me and clicked pics like there was no tomorrow. After a while, irritated, he turned to me and asked if it was my first flight, in the hope of putting me off. I giggled and continued. But I did tell him off in my mind, “dude, it’s the Himalayas, you cannot not click no matter how many times you fly.”
Young or old, happy or sad, rich or poor, working or playing, Nepali women, they are all so beautiful and a few thoroughly inspiring.