Meanwhile, his re-arrival back in Dharamsala was pretty fantastic. People were out marking the streets with Buddhist symbols from the morning of, thus building a red carpet out of chalk.

I stood in the lines for over two hours. The last hour was the real threshold. False alarms brought the shaggy lion costume back to full suit while converting social interaction into bowed heads bearing incense.


The streets were adorned tenfold by the Tibetan flag and all its inherent rainbows.

Those few seconds when he drove by in his SUV were greeted with all the compassion in the world.
-Tara
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