Of Gay Monks, Indian Freedom Fighters, and Tibetan refugees
Tuesday, July 17th, 2007There is a point in every trip when the reasons for taking it become unimportant. When time stops, space ceases to matter, and the past and future become one.
For the fifteen days I spent in McLeod Ganj, there was only the here and now.
I have tried several times now, each time unsuccessfully, […]






