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MỘT MÌNH THĂM ẤN ĐỘ LẦN CUỐI CÙNG NĂM 2006
SƯ ABHINYANA (1946-2008) Quốc tịch Úc Châu Xuât gia 1972 tại Mã Lai |
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EMAIL NUMBER 1.
From:
"Abhi Nyana" <Abhinyana@hotmail. com>
To :
< hehienduonz@peoplepc. com >
Sent: Saturday,
April 29, 2006 2:30 AM
Subiect:
Thanks so much.
Dear Hien and Family,
Where are you now? You
didn't say. I was in the US several times over the past 8 years; the last time
was in 2001, before the Twin Towers came down, although I had nothing to do
with that.
Right now,I am in Pakistan,
and have enjoyed visiting some of the many Buddhist ruins here; Northern Pakistan used to be a
Buddhist area long ago, you see, and the museums are ful1 of Buddhist things.
The people here are also hospitable and friendly. I will be here for another 2
weeks before returning to India and Nepal. My health is still reasonably
good, and permits me to travel like this.
I hope you are all well
there, and I look forward to hearing from you again.
Best Wishes from Thay
Abhinyana.
Ghi chú.
Khi viết email nầy nhà
sư đang ở Pakistan và sẽ lưu lại
tại đó trong 2 tuần lễ trước khi trở lại Ấn Độ và Nepal.
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From: <
hehienduonz@peoplepc. com >
To :
<Abhinyana@hotmail. com>
Subject : Emailling: Master Abhinyana at PRPC,Philippines
Date: Fri, 28 Apr
2006 14:55:14 -0700
Dear Master:
Yesterday I missed PRPC in
Morong ,Bataan Philippines very much! I tumed on the intemet and tried to
search the refugees camp in Philippines.Finally I found yourwebsite.My wife and
lwere very happy and very move when we were reading your writing about PRPC.I
and my family were there in 1984-1985 and also had some occasions to see you
and to listen your teaching.Enclosed is the picture taken together in 1985.We
still remember your last farewell words to us before we left for the USA
"Don't get losf' .Your image and your teaching are stillin my mind.
Respectfully yours,
The message is ready to be
sent with the following file or link attachmentsr Master Abhinyana at
PRPC,Philippines
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EMAIL NUMBER 2.
From :”Abhi Nyana” <abhiyana@hotmail.com”
From :”Abhi Nyana” <abhiyana@hotmail.com”
Mobil Alert
To:
hehienduong@yahoo.com
Subject:
Lahore here.
Date: Tue, 02
May 2006 08:24:05 +0000
Dear Hien Duong,
Nice to hear from you again; I will also look forward
to a continuing correspondence with you.
Well, I am already back
in Lahore. I tried to write
again from lslamabad yesterday, but there was no connection. Let
me tell you about yesterday before getting to today:
I got up at 3 o'clock
and left the hotel at 4:2O, to walk to the lndian High Commission
(Embassy); it took me an hour to get almost there, but then I was informed that access to
the Diplomatic Enclave could be made only by Police Shuttle Bus, so I had to go
to the bus-stand to wait in line for 2 hours to buy the
required ticket; there were not many people in front of me, but some of them
had been waiting for over an hour. Anyway, it was 8:30 by the time I
got to the embassy, but it didn't open until 10, so l/we had to wait
outside for it to open, and in the meantime, I discovered that there was a
special counter for foreigners, and so I was first in line at that counter, and
filled in the required forms, paid the fee of
Rs3,300, and was told to retum next Monday to collect my
passport, which I had to leave with them, of course. Seven days? What would I do in lslamabad for
seven days? As the capital - and a new one, at that (construction on it started
only in 1961) - it is sort of non-descript, and very hot
(even with the fan on full over me, the nights were very warm, and the towel on
my pillow was soon wet with sweat). I decided to return to Lahore until
next Monday morning, because at least there are things for me to do here; l'll
probably catch an early-morning train back to Rawalpindi, and
get a taxi from there to the embassy; then, I catch a night-bus back to Lahore. This will
mean that l won't need to spend long in Lahore when I get
back, but may be the next day I'll leave for the border.
I left the hotel at 5 this
morning, therefore, and got a 5:45
bus out, but when we reached Lahore at 11 , I found that the
bus-station for that particular company was so far away from the
railway-station, and I had to get a rickshaw to the hotel where I stayed last
time. After checking in, I went to get something to eat, but it really seems
that l've lost my appetite, and couldn't finish what I ordered (and
I am really loathe to waste food).
The sky was overcast as we came into Lahore, so it wasn't as
hot as lslamabad; it even tried to rain a little, but gave
up.
Did you hear of the Muslim
conference in San Francisco about 3 weeks ago, where the Dailai Lama was
invited to address them? I thought that was really something!
And so, that's my
news to date. While I'm in Kashmir and Ladakh on
the other side of the border, there will be little chance of me writing. I hope
you are all well there.
Best Wishes from Thay Abhinyana.
Ghi chú.
Lúc gửi email nầy,sư đang ở Lahore xứ Pakistan.Ngày hôm qua sư ở Islamabad thủ đô của Pakistan không thể gửi email vì không có internet..
Sư tới Islamabad của Pakistan để vào sứ quán Ấn Độ
xin Visa qua Ân Độ . Sau khi làm xong thủ tục sư phải chờ sau 7 ngày
mới có visa.Thời tiết tại Islamabad
quá nóng nên sư trở lại Lahore
trong thời gian chờ lấy lại
passport .Sau đó sư đi xe lữa tới Rawalpindi,
thuê taxi tới sứ quán lấy passport rồi đi xe bus trở lại Lahore.Từ
đây ngày mai sư sẽ vượt biên giới qua Ấn Độ.,
Lahore CÁCH XA Islamabad 270 Km. ĐÂY LÀ HAI THÀNH PHỐ CỦA PAKISTAN Jammu CÁCH XA Srinagar 294 Km. ĐÂY LÀ HAI THÀNH PHỐ CỦA ẤN ĐỘ |
Rawalpindi
cách xa Lahore 379.77 km
Rawalpindi cách xa Islamabad 17 km.
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EMAIL NUMBER 3
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From :”Abhi Nyana” <abhiyana@hotmail.com”
Mobil Alert
To:
hehienduong@yahoo.com
Date: Wed, 10
May 2006 04:25:32 +0000
Dear Hien,
I have been to the Buddhist
holy places a number
of times before, and they are now quite commercialised, I won't go again this time. The power remained on
throughout the night, so I was able to sleep alright with the fan and the
water-cooler - a device that blows water-cooled air through a straw filter.
This morning, one of the hotel-boys came to my door twice, asking for a tip,
but I refused to give; I mean, I sometimes do give, but not when it's asked
for. It seems to be somewhat cooler today, but at only 10 am, it's too early to
say.
My bus to Jammu leaves at 3 pm and gets there at 7,
when l will have to undergo the regular hassle of finding a hotel-room; maybe
I'll be lucky. I want it to be not too far away from where I can get a bus
to Srinagar early tomorrow
morning. Guess that's all for now, and so, until next time, I hope you are all
well there.
Best Wishes from
Abhinyana
Ghi chú.
Trước
đây sư đã đi thăm Phật tích nhiều lần rồi nên lần nầy không đi nữa.Sư
lên xe bus tại Lahore xứ Pakistan lúc 3
pm và tới Jammu xứ Ấn Độ lúc 7pm .Sư
nghĩ sẽ vật vả khi đi tìm hotel để ngủ đêm,có thể gặp hên không ở quá
xa bến xe bus đi Srinagar xứ Ấn Độ vào
sáng sớm hôm sau.
Email number 4.
From :”Abhi Nyana” <abhiyana@hotmail.com”
Mobil Alert
To:
hehienduong@yahoo.com
Subject : Back Srinagar
Subject : Back Srinagar
Date: Tue, 23
May 2006 09:47:27 +0000
Dear Hien and Family, here
I am, just back in Srinagar I've read all
your mail, plus those from everyone else - so many. You wilt understand that
I'm unable to respond to all your news, won't you? Anyway. please give my
regards to your sister-in-law from France; I hope you'll all enjoy her visit.
Let me tell you of my trip to Leh:
The two-day journey on incredible,
hair-raising roads - similar to the Karakorum Highway in Pakistan - was quite
exhausting, and I was happy to arrive in Leh on
the afternoon of the second day (the night of the first day I spent in Kargil, and had the usual hassle of finding a
hotel late at night, but eventually got one, only to leave early the next
morning). The lanscape, though mostly barren and
desert-like, was spectacular, similar to what I'd seen in northern
Pakistan. I was met at Leh bus-station
by a hotel-owner who offered me a room for Rs150, so I accepted, not knowing
that he would later charge me for the taxi-fare to take us there (l understand
that it would be his cost; you live and learn, eh?) The room was quite nice,
but the water in the bathroom had an awful smell. After a bit of a rest, I went
out to explore the town somewhat, but I was already feeling unwell again, and
didn't feel like eating; moreover, I had the taste of rotten eggs coming up
from my stomach again (it's called gardrasls).
The next day I spent resting, but the day after that I climbed to Leh Palace, but although ifs known as the'mini-Potala' because of its resemblance to the Potala in Lhasa, I was disappointed, as there was nothing inside, and our houses are much more palatial; entrance was $2. From there, I made the effort to climb to a temple on his hilljust behind there, from where there were fantastic views; I took a number of photos there before descending to eat spaghetti in a Tibetan vegetarian restaurant - a great rarity, as Tibetans are very fond of meat - but although I requested them not to put sugar in the sauce, when it came it was so sweet, as they had used ketchup instead of making their own sauce. I ate some and left some.
The next day I spent resting, but the day after that I climbed to Leh Palace, but although ifs known as the'mini-Potala' because of its resemblance to the Potala in Lhasa, I was disappointed, as there was nothing inside, and our houses are much more palatial; entrance was $2. From there, I made the effort to climb to a temple on his hilljust behind there, from where there were fantastic views; I took a number of photos there before descending to eat spaghetti in a Tibetan vegetarian restaurant - a great rarity, as Tibetans are very fond of meat - but although I requested them not to put sugar in the sauce, when it came it was so sweet, as they had used ketchup instead of making their own sauce. I ate some and left some.
The next day, wandering around in search of a pharmacy where I could get
something for the giardiasis, the one I found advised me to se a doctor first,
and just opposite was a government hospital, so I went in there, and the lady
doctor I saw strongly suggested I have a stool-test; I told her Iwould come
back the next morning. They gave me some medicine without charge.
The next day, with my stool-sample in a plastic container I'd bought for the purpose, I waited in line at the hospital, until I was taken to the lab, where the assistant said I should have brought it in a matchbox! (There was quite a dollop in the contalner). I visualised getting it into a match-box - how would you do it? Anyway, they asked me to return for the results later, and so, to pass the time, I visited an ancient gompa (monastery), not far from the town, but really, I felt not the slightest interest, nor in any of the many signs of Buddhist religiosi$ arond the town, such as stupas and prayer-wheels; they just leave me feeling flaf, like cola with the gas gone out of it.
Back at the hospital, I got my results: "No ova; no cysts", it said. "And no crocodiles?" I asked. Meanwhile, the medications semed to be taking effect, and the eggtaste has practically gone again; I'll continue taking it until the course is finished.
I looked around for but couldn't find any scales to weight myself; I must have lost quite a bit of weight - at least 15 grams! over the past wek, as I ate very little, and even the thought of food turned me off. However, on the way yesterday, I had two rice-meals, and this morning, a masala-dosa after we crossed the Zoji-la Pass ('La' means 'pass' in Tibetan). My appetite is returning again, and the best thing is my sugar-levels are down - 5.8 this morning.
Last night, after a '12-hour journey, we got to Drass about 6 o'clock, too late to get a hotel-room, so it seemed we would have to sleep in the bus (l'd met and got talking to an New Zealander on the bus), but just as we had accepted the necessity of doing this (and Drass is apparently the second-most coldestinhabited place in the world during winter - though I found this a bit hard to believe, as it wasn't very cold at all, the miserable little, one-street place), when someone came and said he'd found us a room, but it was a por excuse for one, without beds, without a light, and a bathroom we would have to share with everyone else in the hotel; however, we agreed to take it, for Rs50 each, until this morning, when we resumed the journey at 4 o'clock, and it went well until we'd got over the pass, but the rest of the way we were plagued with trafficjams, and got to Srinagar at 10:45.1 made my way to the same hotel where l'd last stayed, but this time they gave me a grotty room, unwilling to let me have one of the better rooms for Rs250; they are charging me Rs150 for this, but it's only for one night; after this, I'll go and get a ticket for tomorrow morning's bus to Jammu, ariving there in time to get a night-train to Delhi.
The next day, with my stool-sample in a plastic container I'd bought for the purpose, I waited in line at the hospital, until I was taken to the lab, where the assistant said I should have brought it in a matchbox! (There was quite a dollop in the contalner). I visualised getting it into a match-box - how would you do it? Anyway, they asked me to return for the results later, and so, to pass the time, I visited an ancient gompa (monastery), not far from the town, but really, I felt not the slightest interest, nor in any of the many signs of Buddhist religiosi$ arond the town, such as stupas and prayer-wheels; they just leave me feeling flaf, like cola with the gas gone out of it.
Back at the hospital, I got my results: "No ova; no cysts", it said. "And no crocodiles?" I asked. Meanwhile, the medications semed to be taking effect, and the eggtaste has practically gone again; I'll continue taking it until the course is finished.
I looked around for but couldn't find any scales to weight myself; I must have lost quite a bit of weight - at least 15 grams! over the past wek, as I ate very little, and even the thought of food turned me off. However, on the way yesterday, I had two rice-meals, and this morning, a masala-dosa after we crossed the Zoji-la Pass ('La' means 'pass' in Tibetan). My appetite is returning again, and the best thing is my sugar-levels are down - 5.8 this morning.
Last night, after a '12-hour journey, we got to Drass about 6 o'clock, too late to get a hotel-room, so it seemed we would have to sleep in the bus (l'd met and got talking to an New Zealander on the bus), but just as we had accepted the necessity of doing this (and Drass is apparently the second-most coldestinhabited place in the world during winter - though I found this a bit hard to believe, as it wasn't very cold at all, the miserable little, one-street place), when someone came and said he'd found us a room, but it was a por excuse for one, without beds, without a light, and a bathroom we would have to share with everyone else in the hotel; however, we agreed to take it, for Rs50 each, until this morning, when we resumed the journey at 4 o'clock, and it went well until we'd got over the pass, but the rest of the way we were plagued with trafficjams, and got to Srinagar at 10:45.1 made my way to the same hotel where l'd last stayed, but this time they gave me a grotty room, unwilling to let me have one of the better rooms for Rs250; they are charging me Rs150 for this, but it's only for one night; after this, I'll go and get a ticket for tomorrow morning's bus to Jammu, ariving there in time to get a night-train to Delhi.
My trip is coming to an end, you see. I'm not sure what I'll do when I get to Delhi,
except to write to everyone again. Maybe l'll decide to head straight back to
Nepal, or maybe l'll take a few days on the way; l'll let you know. I don't
know what the temperature's like on the plains now, but I guess it's stillvery
hot.
I didn't se anything else of the Korean monks, so don't know what became of them; they don't respond to my emails, as their English is very poor.
So, that's my news to date. I hope you are allwell there and that I've not bored you.
I didn't se anything else of the Korean monks, so don't know what became of them; they don't respond to my emails, as their English is very poor.
So, that's my news to date. I hope you are allwell there and that I've not bored you.
Best Wishes from Abhinyana
Ghi chú.
Ghi chú.
Leh
Palace là cung địên của triều đại vua Leh tọa lạc tại Leh City.Cung
điện nầy xây cất từ thế kỹ 17 gồm có 9 tầng lầu.
Leh PALACE XÂY DỰNG BỞI VUA Sengge Namgyal |
Khoảng cách giữa Leh City và Srinagar là 434 Km,phải mất 2 ngày và ngủ đêm tại Kargil hoặc Batalik.
Leh City ở cao độ 3500m, có núi bao bọc chung quanh.Khí hậu rất lanh dưới độ đông giá suốt muà đông từ tháng 11 tới đầu tháng 3 .
Leh City ở cao độ 3500m, có núi bao bọc chung quanh.Khí hậu rất lanh dưới độ đông giá suốt muà đông từ tháng 11 tới đầu tháng 3 .
Drass là một thị trấn nhỏ cách xa Srinagar
140 km.
Đèo Zoji-La dài khỏảng
7 miles ở cao độ 3528 m rất nguy hiểm.
DRASS LÀ MỘT PHỐ NHỎ CỦA QUẬN KARGIL CÁCH XA SRINAGAR 140 KM |
DRASS VILLAGE |
Sau khi
lên viếng thăm Leh
City, sư trở về lại Srinagar mới viết email kể chuyến đi thăm Leh Palace như sau.
Sư rời Lahore tới Jammu, tới Srinagar, qua đèo Zoji-La, ngủ đêm tại Kargil rồi tới Leh City.Sư đi mất hai
ngày.
Trên đưởng từ Leh City trở vễ lại Srinagar, sau 12 tiếng
đồng hồ đi xe bus, sư ngủ đêm tại Drass lúc 6 giờ chiều rồi lên xe bus lúc
4 giờ sáng qua đèo Zoji -La về tới tơí Srinagar lúc 10.45 sáng.
Ngaỳ hôm sau sư đi xuống Jammu bằng xe bus rồi từ Jammu sư xuống Delhi bằng xe lữa.
Tháng May năm 2018,Thủ tướng Ấn Độ khánh thành đưỡng hầm chạy hai chiều gọi là Zoji-La Tunnel dài 14 km thay cho đèo Zoji-La cắt ngắn thời gian qua đèo trước kia mất 3 giờ nay chỉ còn 15 phút.
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ĐÈO ZOJI-LA TẠI ẤN ĐỘ Dài 7 miles,cao 3528 mét |
Tháng May năm 2018,Thủ tướng Ấn Độ khánh thành đưỡng hầm chạy hai chiều gọi là Zoji-La Tunnel dài 14 km thay cho đèo Zoji-La cắt ngắn thời gian qua đèo trước kia mất 3 giờ nay chỉ còn 15 phút.
Zoji-La Tunnel of 14 km |
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