pondělí 27. dubna 2015


here is a rest from Almora, Bharat's farm and surroundings...


and of course, HIMALAYA range 








Nepal

The border line of Nepal is coming fast. Small dirty town's emerging and little cheater was making the deal sucked us in. Cyclorikshaw from the bus stop to the border and help with Visa just hundred rupee. Each. " You know sir, it is about 2 kilometrs." It's been about six hundred METERS. On Nepal side we were seeking bus or shared taxi to Bhairahawa. A great merchant catched us just 60 rupee there, okay? Yep i forgot again, my memory is really bad, the car is like mini jeep max for 9-10 guys i guess. It was 16 people inside iam not kidding you, we were mashed like potatoes. Several meters after a man, next passanger you knnow, bobbed up on a ladder sticked to a back part and again bumpy ride I mean every ride here is like that.

           

   Grinding of turmeric guys    


                      


                      

preparing of a goat's floor





    Bharat and Sunandita





 Lumbini the birth place of Sakjamuni Buddha, small town, a big prices and huge park. I've seen the paradise on the Eath there in HIS garden with its small temple, mainly ruins, are spread over there, surounded by pilgrims of each country and time i bet. I passed entrance a fascinated quiet came even when pilgims were noisy. A bit ma'am. Like a calm stirred into my soul. Everything is in silence nothing is in silence. Peace is coming, I'm sitting under the BODHI tree. Bodhi tree is not being. Nothing's outside nothing's inside all you see is you in a big mirror of imagination. Thoughs are the creator of material world.



I do not understand him. Restriction of mind, he takes all the world by a crazy edge you know. Like a star's failling down to water, mind is closed, I could talk about his behaviour does not make sence, but you know, let's contemplate sometimes. That was THE DAY. Stop. Let the good times roll. We were just hanging around the town, you know, chai here, sweetes there. Could say the streets here are more clean, except people like to bargain as well.


                         


Back to the garden, you know, what to do outta here? There's just many shops with expensive booze, cigarets and food as well. Here my friend, you can meditate, open your mind. Exactly what I did. I sat under that big BODHI three in lotus position, a pair of young lovers was lying just on the other side and kept smiling to me. My mind flew away.

                   


                  


You know what? That last photography is very interesting, golden Buddha like a symbol of desire to giving up ego and thaat poor, maybe sick, doggy, truly symbol of our world of dualism.

               

               


Now, can say we're hanging about few days, managed a luxury bus to Pokhara. The very good time to hit the road again even thought the hostel mama had been friendly, does not speak nor word in english, she offered a candle to us. Why did she do? what's going on, guy? We'd recognized later that blackouts are very comon here.




I almost forgot. That's gonna be our favorite restaurant. Samosa just 7 rupees, chailike at home and personal's great, especially that young guy who's probably becoming the owner. He's been carefull about everything and gave us good prices.But really After that experience we're going toward Pokhara by a bus, train here is like utopia here cos of its tremendeous diferences between altitudes.

               

               





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