Shey Palace and Thiksay Monastery

In evening, Sumedh and I went out to see Shey palace and Thiksay monastery. Though we were a tad bit late to visit the monastery, we did get to photograph the palace. Here it is…

Entrance to the main door, which was locked.
Hand plastered walls
Steps
Here’s one of my favorite photos, a three frame HDR of prayer wheels at the palace and surroundings.
Another fav is an HDR that I shot against the light:
Here’s the temple (on right)
And some chortens by the side, lit beautifully by evening sun.
On our way back, we stumbled upon these two gentlemen who were carrying manuscripts of religious texts that they said were hundreds of years old.

From Shey palace, we headed on to Thiksay monastery, it had closed for the day. 
However, we managed to get in for a while and look around…
This art was decorating the main entrance
After the amazing visual treat, we returned to the guest house again and spent some time relaxing.
Yes, that’s (little over half of) our luggage ;-)

Later that night, guess what we had…
Thukpa soup
And momos!

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I was almost a monk.
Satisfied with just about anything.
Balanced about nearly everything.
Trusting everyone.

Then,
I realized life like this was safe;
It was politically correct.
And I also managed to please everyone…
Except myself.

That's when I knew,
I was not meant to be a monk;
Never questioning, never manipulating,
Never being the force behind a change.
But I couldn't not be a monk,
For I loved the peace, the inner calm.

Therefore I became myself,
Clearer than before,
I knew I was biased, and still I was a monk.
I went ahead and called myself that…
I am a biased monk.