Showing posts with label Paro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paro. Show all posts

Monday, July 27, 2015

Always Loved This Trip

Blue pine infected by Dwarf Mistletoe, it's found rampantly infecting pine growth and as well as modifying the stand structure. 
Mushroom found growing underneath the pine forest. Grows usually during the peak of monsoon.
Paro Rimpung Dzong captured from cantilever bridge. I am always fascinated whenever I see this structure
Trail towards Paro Taktshang; appreciated the way trail is maintained!  

Walking along the trail surrounded by pristine nature and colorful prayer flags makes it most amazing hike. I always enjoy it!

One of the most magnificent structure in Bhutan engraved with traditional architecture. 

We took two and half hours to hike towards Taktshang, which is located around 3100 meters above sea level. It is worth a hike. This was my second visit whereas two of my team members were first timer. They were really fascinated by its architecture, significance and location, which made them really out of words to describe their excitement. 

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Pink and Purple

Epilobium

Gentiana urnula

 
Aconitum
Photographed at Jangothang, Jomolhari Base, Paro, Bhutan. August, 2013. (3500m to 4800m above sea level)

Monday, September 16, 2013

Nyungne: Buddhist Fasting Practice

I was intrigued, when I heard of Nyungne because I hardly had the knowledge about it although I was familiar with the name Nyungne. Shortly, I came to know about it, when I attended the Nyungne practice at Ramthangkha, Paro this September, 2013 coinciding Thimphu Tshechu (Mask Dance Festival). I vacillated over my participation in the Nyungne practice before I gathered some information on Nyungne from various sources.  Thus, I concluded that I need to attend the fasting practice eventually it’s a benevolent of the world and oneself.

Before I scribble about my experiences, I would be writing down a brief background on Nyungne practice.  Nyungne practice is so structured to purify our negative karma and accumulate merit or accomplish enlightened qualities. The practice is based on the practice of Thousand Armed Chenrezig (Avalokiteshvara), Bodhisattva of Compassion. The practice has been originated from Gelongma Pelmo, one of the few female Buddhist lamas, who eventually attained enlightenment.

The Nyungne practice in Ramthangkha, Paro involved more than 35 hours of practice, which included strict keeping of vows. It involves 30 hours of fasting from food and drink, recitation of Buddhist mantras and prostrating frequently. (Vows: not to kill, not to steal, not to commit sexual misconduct, not to lie, not to take intoxicants, not to take high or luxurious seats, not to sing, dance or wear ornaments and not to eat and additional vows of not eating, drinking and talking). It is also said that if we complete one Nyungne practice, the door closes for one’s rebirth in lower realms. It is a known fact that Gelongma Pelmo practiced Nyungne at Ramthangkha in Paro, hence the place is renowned for Nyungne practice.

Gelongma Pelmo was born to a Royal Family in India, she had chosen to follow the path of Buddhist practice which she practiced for 12 years, after abandoning the Royal palace and privileges. She overcame severe illness of leprosy and attained enlightenment. Thereafter, she passed down the practice of Nyungne, which still continues to be practiced these days.

Ramthangkha Lhakhang (Temple), Paro
I am sharing some brief experiences that I had during my participation in the Nyungne practice. We started off the practice at Ramthangkha Temple at 4 am; we were accompanied by other locals which consisted mostly of senile community. We altogether were around 50 of us. We took the Nyungne vows as mentioned above, in the first day and also we were briefed about the practice. We had some room for forgiveness, if we are unable to carry out or fulfill our vows.

We were fed lavishly at the first day till the noon, everyone had heavy lunch and thereafter, we had to skip our dinner but of course, we had the privilege to drink tea till 9 pm. The next day was our strict fasting period, where we should strictly undertake the vows. We got up the next day at 4 am; we are not allowed to talk nor eat but keep our vows. We recited mantras although we wanted to talk to each other, but instead we were looking at each other’s face.

We had been prostrating in front of altar and recited mantras the whole day without having any food or drinks led by a lama.  We were fine while depriving us from breakfast and lunch, but without dinner it was a difficult situation, even to have a sound sleep. I toured around kitchen but in vain, in fact it just titillated my starvation. In fact most of us slept for maximum of one hour but I slept for only for half an hour. That night I realized how the hell would be like. It was really an egregious situation for me; no food, no sleep, no talk, no music, nothing else, but I regret not. The situation has become an inveterate practice for the older participants; they showed no sign of malaise.  

It was also an unforgettable and interesting experience. Some of us happened to talk accidentally and thus we got to prostrate apologetically invoking for forgiveness. For some loquacious persons, it would have been a difficult task to remain quiet but just reciting some prayers. It wasn't so easy to keep the vows; most of us broke some trivial vows and had invoked for forgiveness a hundred times or more. It was really a hard task to communicate with one another without talking, I wondered for the first time how will it be, to lead a dumb life. It was also fun to watch others but difficult to keep it to oneself.

For someone like me who is a late sleeper, faced difficulty in sleeping as early as 7 pm and waking up at 1:30 am, unfortunately I got to sleep for about half an hour despite being enervated. I managed to get some nap in the temple though I had to invoke for forgiveness. Our fasting period came to an end at 5 am, where initially we were offered to drink a handful of holy water and thereafter a series of drinks and food. Hence, everyone seems to be convalescent and alive once again with a conspicuous smile on everyone’s face after the heavy meal. I realized how fortunate we are and even realized that life as such has nothing in it, it’s just a realm towards attaining enlightenment. Now, I have conceived that there is really a hell and heaven.


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Tuesday, August 20, 2013

At the Jhomolhari Base

Jhomolhari Peak, Aug, 2013
Ruins of Soe Dzong


Utse of Soe Dzong

Jichudraky Peak

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Poppy Pictures - Yellow and Blue

Poppy (Meconopsis paniculata)

Blue Poppy (Meconopsis simplicifolia)

Local made bridge

Blue Poppy (Meconopsis simplicifolia)

Monday, July 22, 2013

Hunting Poppies in the Summer of '13

We started off the journey late. It was fairly visible. A thought provoked me to postpone the trip but I had the determination to never give up, no matter what. Well, we were trekking to the High mountains of Paro, Bhutan, popularly known as Yaktsa Trek to the localities and the tourism industry. We had the trip planned in the perfect flowering season of the Poppies, the summer of 2013.

Hunting the flowers are real challenges but when we discover what we want, the feelings are blissful. So, everyone had sown seeds of Poppies in their minds and everyone looked so determined to feel the excitement. This is a brief experience of the nature adventurers and flower enthusiasts. 

It started to drizzle and after a while it started to rain, so we took our first step towards Yaktsa Trek in the rain, where the footpaths absorbed the rain waters. An hour a walk, rain stopped for a while and all of a sudden it started to rain heavily. We were making ways in the muddy and marsh footpaths, we could feel the sun though.

We got higher and higher meter by meter and got dirtier and dirtier! It started to drizzling! We came across hundreds of flowers big and small, large and tiny, long and short, imparted with many different colors and shapes. The excitements were already in us, in fact we were excited. Some of us started to photograph the flowers in the rain despite having the difficulty to photograph in rains and wet paths. The higher we climbed, the higher were our anxieties. Rain stopped and we have reached our campsite. We could find many beautiful flowers but no Poppies. It was the first day of our trek, we took photographs and collected some interesting flowers.

From the next day, we trekked some hundreds of meters higher up into the alpine peaks. To our astonishment, we came across tens of Yellow Poppies! Everyone rushed towards the flowers and got busy with their own tolls to take. The weather was perfect. A few minutes of walk later and we encountered Blue Poppies!  Some of the eyes just got wet upon sighting the Blue Poppies, where the seeds of Poppies were sown in their mind at the start of the trek. Everyone started to shoot the Poppies and we ended up killing some of the Poppies and put them inside a bag and their memories inside our camera memory cards. 

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Blue Poppy
               

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