Monks, music and mountains
November 21st 2006 "Namaste", the monk says with a shy grin on his face, as he passes us on the road, thumbing his prayer beads and reciting mantras to himself. This is the only place I've been, where that word does not come with some level of spiritual pretension, where it is said frequently and with friendly openess.
Mcleod Ganj, sitting on a mountain ridge at 1700m, looking over Dharamsala in the valley, and pr
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