In my last
post I had written about my Journey upto Tawang via the magical Sela Pass.
After a long drive we finally managed to reach Tawang. It was cold and raining.
We checked in our hotel and went out for a stroll. The life in hill stations
generally comes to a standstill after the sun sets. Though there surely was a little
buzz about the Tawang Festival that was going to start the next day. We got
into our cozy room and dozed off as we were extremely tired after a day long
journey.
Next morning
was the first day of festival. Woke up in the morning and peeped out of my
window to a beautiful view.
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View from the Hotel Room |
There were
lot of activities happening on the street. People cleaning their shops,
decorating them with flowers and flags and security forces getting instructions
and much more.
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Almost all the houses, rich or poor, are decorated with such
flower arrangements |
We had our breakfast and first thing we decided to do was, to visit
Asia's second largest monastery, The Tawang Monastery. We hired a taxi and we
reached at the right moment. The monks at the monastery were singing prayers,
and were heading to the festival ground. It was a beautiful sight. We decided not to follow them and rather explore the monastery. It was serene. One could feel the calmness and a sense of contentment. I kept watching the monks, especially the little ones moving around the monastery. One could spend the whole day just staring at them. But we had little time. The Buddha statue inside the monastery is absolutely divine and there was light falling on the face of Buddha from one side, which made it look mystical.
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Tawang Monastery |
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Inside the main monastery building |
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Divine Buddha Statue |
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A little monk with his conch |
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Musical Instrument |
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A very cool monk |
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Adorable |
We headed
back to the festival ground. Participants were practicing for the procession
that was going to take place later in the afternoon. Dancers were busy in
getting their movements right for the Aji
Lamu Dance, a traditional form of dance of Monpa Tribe of Arunachal
Pradesh. Others were busy clicking pictures. We moved to the main town, where
the procession was to take place. It was great to see the enthusiasm of the
locals and as well as the visitors. Everyone had lined up on both the sides of
the street to cheer the dancers and the other participants. Such wholehearted
participation of the citizens is surely motivating for the performers.
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A dancer in traditional attire |
In the evening
we went to the festival ground to see the performances. Unfortunately it was
raining, raining and raining. The whole venue was messy and one couldn't even
walk. But thanks to our gum boots that we managed to walk around. Rain gods
were not going to show any pity. I took out my umbrella and was holding it for
at least 3-4 hours to watch the performances. My back and legs were hurting
now and decided to head back and sleep as we had much more planned for the next
day.
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It just wouldn't stop |
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Dancers from The Tibetan School of Performing Arts. |
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A model in traditional attire during a fashion show |
Next morning,
we decided to go to Madhuri Lake, popular name for Shungatser Lake. The lake got its popular name after a part of
Bollywood movie Koyla (starring Shah Rukh Khan and Madhuri Dixit) was shot here.
I must tell you hiring taxi in Tawang is a pretty expensive affair. So be ready
to shell out some cash especially during festival time and tourist season. We
took a taxi and left for Madhuri Lake. On our way we were stopped by the army.
We were not the only ones; all the vehicles going in that direction were
stopped. The army was not ready to open the entry gates as Defence Minister was
suppose to arrive in sometime at the festival ground. Everyone was getting
really impatient and super irritated. Most of us were tourists, with limited
time in hand wanted to continue with our journey. But army was adamant. After a lot of requests and begging from almost everyone, they decided to open the
gates, but only after each taxi driver entered the car and passenger details in
the visitor's register. It was quite annoying as we lost almost 2 hours. In
between we actually went back half way, but came back because heart was not
ready to accept this.
On the way to Madhuri Lake is the P-Tso
lake (Pangateng Tso Lake). It's a beauty. Its located at a distance of
around 10 kms from the Town of Tawang. We also saw many bunkers that were built during 1962 Sino-Indian War.
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P-Tso Lake |
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Bunkers built during the Sino-Indian War |
Most of the journey from Tawang Town to
Madhuri Lake was covered with snow. Roads are quite bad, but the view of the
snow covered mountains, and numerous little lakes on the way made us forget
everything. It was just perfect. One would never want to go back. We finally
reached Madhuri Lake and it was breathtaking. The strong winds and chimes
making a wonderful music made it a perfect setting. We got over bored with
clicking pictures. The place is so awe-inspiring, that you want to click
everything. EVERYTHING.
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Numerous little lakes on the route |
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Prayer flags at Madhuri Lake |
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Stunning view of Madhuri Lake |
On our way back we stopped again at
P-Tso lake and were offered free boat ride by the army. It was especially
arranged for the tourists visiting during the festival time. I also tried my
hands on making a snowman. It was a disastrous attempt.
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Our boats at P-Tso Lake |
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HEHE |
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Disastrous Snowman - more like a scare crow |
We reached Tawang Town and went directly
to Manjushree Orphanage. One can sponsor a child at this school. We were shown
around by a student named Deki and interacted with few kids. It was great to
see them smiling.
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Cuties |
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View of the School |
We spent rest of the evening at the
Tawang Festival watching the cultural events and waiting for Bollywood Actor
Arjun Rampal to arrive. During the festival he was declared the Brand
Ambassador of Arunachal Tourism.
Thats it from Tawang. It was an absolute
mesmerizing trip. This trip made me realize that no beauty can be better than
nature's beauty. Period.
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