" It's time to make my move , my time at this monastery is done "
Penlama had made the decision , he was standing at the front door and was enjoying his last sunrise at the monastery , it was always a beautiful view to see the first rays of the day beaming behind the mighty himalayas ;
the sun rise gave the snow clad mountains an orange hue , and when the first rays slowly warms up the cold air of tawang and when it falls on your skin and the beautiful warmth of the morning makes you feel like someone deliberately has kept you alive and had created you to experience this breath taking view .
Penlama loved to spend time with his thoughts and he had loved to reflect upon his spirituality . Beautiful views like the sunrises over the himalayas made him appreciate the divine design and decree .
" For such a morning , i am ready to give up my free will for a pre planned destiny " penlama thought .
it was unfortunate for penlama to witness such gruesome death in his old age. It deeply disturbed penlama , he had spent the whole night at the restricted section of the central library ,
he could very clearly remember that day when his Guru Vashisht took him to the restricted session and made penlama take an oath to act when the Great Mystic Aryaman's prophecy's signs comes true , and to guard Aryaman's scrolls and make sure that it stays only in penlama's custody .
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