"The Lost Horizon", where THE TIME means NOTHING
It's been couple weeks since I came back from Shangrila, Tibet, I have still kept in my mind the silent beauty of the place called "The Lost Horizon".
Right at the first steps into this land, I understood why the English novelist, James Hilton called here as Lost Horizon. There is the pure peaceful silent beauty that the urbanization, modernization and pollution have never been touched here.
This is where proves that human and nature can live on well with, where the sky seems to kiss the ground, where I can see the alive century symbol of Himalayas everywhere. The place seems exist beyond the time. The power of time means Zero here.
Known as "The Tibetan Treasure", Yaks contribute to everything from human birth to death.
For centuries, Yaks selflessly bestowed on mankind. Yaks provide Tibetan all types of their living needs, in terms of clothing, food, shelter, transportation, as well as burning, farming, medical treatment, etc..
The Yak is the alive symbol of Himalayas as well as traditional Tibetan lifestyle.
The Yak is the alive symbol of Himalayas as well as traditional Tibetan lifestyle.
P.S: I did make promise to myself that I must return here asap.
