MAITREYA BUDDHA ▪▪▪▪ One of the main points of interest is the Maitreya (future Buddha) Temple erected to commemorate visit of the 14th Dalai Lama to this monastery in 1970. It contains a 15 metres (49 ft) high statue of Maitreya Buddha, the largest such statue in Ladakh, covering two stories of the building.He is unusually portrayed as seated in the lotus position rather than his usual representations as standing or in a sitting posture on a high throne. It is the largest Buddha statue in the monastery, and took four years to build. It was made by the local artists under the master Shilp Guru Nawang Tsering of Central Institute of Buddhist Studies (Leh) - in clay, gold paint and copper. .
Such is the way of the world. You can never know. Just where to put all your faith. And how will it grow. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Gonna rise up. Burning black holes in dark memories. Gonna rise up. Turning mistakes into gold.
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Such is the passage of time. Too fast to fold. Suddenly swallowed by signs. Low and behold
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I've got a thing for people who are undeniably themselves. The one's who accept every situation and live with their heads up, and with a broad smile showing no signs of agony. The one's with messy hair, and even messier souls.
I got a thing for this girl the way she lives up to her desires. We all know it's easy to wish, but difficult to fulfill it. But, it's fascinating for me how she pursues every single dream of hers by putting more than she can.
I used to wonder what keeps her going despite all the circumstances. Then, with time, I realized she's that person who wears her heart on her sleeves, and holds passion shimmering through her eyes. They're so expressive, I can figure out what she wants, and what she doesn't.
I've got a thing for her perfection which drives her crazy. Sometimes, those scars on her hands tells the excruciating story behind attempts to make things perfect, whether they pay or not, its a different story.
That's why I've got a thing for her, because she's amongst them who laughs and rejoices every single moment of happiness, whether it's her's or anyone else's. She's the one who celebrates all the small moments of togetherness, and is always ready to fight for what she believes in!
The true blessing of the mountains is not that they provide a challenge or a contest, something to be overcome and dominated (although this is how many people have approached them). It is that they offer something gentler and infinitely more powerful: they make us ready to credit marvels - whether it is the dark swirl which water makes beneath a plate of ice or the feel of the soft pelts of moss which form on the lee sides of boulders and trees.
Being in the mountains reignites our astonishment at the simplest transactions of the physical world: a snowflake a millionth of an ounce in weight falling on to one's outstretched palm, water patiently carving a runnel in a face of granite, the apparently motiveless shift of a stone in a scree-filled gully. To put a hand down and feel the ridges, To hear how a hillside comes alive with moving water after rainwater - none of these is a trivial experience.