Evidentemente doveva succedere. Oggi in centro a Milano, come 5 anni fa a Nako, per puro caso mi sono imbattuto nel Dalai Lama. Questa volta solo l’attimo in cui scendeva dalla macchina per entrare nell’ albergo dove alloggia. L’albergo è uno dei più moderni e estrosi della città, con tutti i comfort di livello altissimo.
Così preferisco ricordarlo a Nako, tra la semplicità della sua gente, con montagne impervie come sfondo e bandierine di preghiera colorate come decoro.
Nako 2007
Obviously it had to happen. Today in downtown Milan, like 5 years ago in Nako, by pure chance my way came across the Dalai Lama. This time only the moment, when he get off the car to enter in the hotel where he is staying. The hotel is one of the most modern and fancier of the city, with all the highest level comforts and facilities .
So I prefer to remember the Dalai Lama in Nako, into the simplicity of his people, with rugged mountains as a background and colorful prayer flags as decoration.
Nako 2007
I once took the train with two Buddhist monks that were on their way to see Dalai Lama in Himachal Pradesh.
WOW! And did you ask them something about the meeting? I know that the exile city where the Dalai Lama lives is Dharamsala in Himachal Pradesh.
I guess that’s where they were heading. We shared a “sleeper” on the train to Delhi. We didn’t talk much, because they didn’t really speak English. Just a few words.
I went to Dharamsala later but I didn’t like it because I was so fucking cold there, so after a few days I headed to Punjab instead.
Sono d’accordo con te, molto meglio nell’occasione avuta a Nako
Ciao, Pat
Si decisamente. Vivere l’emozione di essere arrivati in un posto speciale ed incontrare una persona speciale è davvero difficile da spiegare con parole e immagini…ma ti assicuro che in quei posti con quella gente ti fa riflettere come non mai….