Before I head on to my much interesting story, let me get in clear with some context . It was back in the rural village of Chozo, Khecheopalri, Sikkim, on March 23rd,2016. And it was the day of one of the most pristine ceremonies of the Buddhist people, Bomchu. The ceremony is about sharing and celebrating the books and the knowledge of Lord Buddha’s teachings. Buddhist monks, carry those books on their head, take a walk in the streets and us, the commoners are meant to take blessings from them. But something pretty unique happened that day, which makes this story very special.
On March 22nd, me and my family, and my fellow hitch hiker friends Georgy Andreev and Svenja Anina Ohlen ( from Russia and Germany respectively ) were told about the ceremony and to take the Monks blessings by our local host Latup. We were a bit shocked, as we’re Hindu, and they both are Christian, and we all thought we might somehow offend their culture. But to our much surprise, our host told us not to worry and to be ready for tomorrow.
So on the next morning we dressed up, took our camera and headed on to our nearest monastery. We had never seen a Buddhist ceremony in our lives, and our host repeatedly telling us how even touching those books is considered lucky made us even more excited. We reached the monastery, only to be realized that we were the only non-local people standing there. We became extremely uncomfortable, as we were too scared not to do anything that offends the locals and the enlightened Monks. An elderly Monk saw us, and quickly understood what we felt inside. He called us, and along with other monks, handed over one of their pious books to each one of us and asked nicely to crowd in the crowd of the monks and bless every people we meet in the road!
Being Part of the Pristine Ceremony
We not only touched those sacred books, but literally carried them on our heads, blessing others. The tourists, jaw dropped, stopped by us to witness this wonderful harmony, clicking pictures and videos all along. We went on blessing every locals and tourists on the streets, and the welcoming gesture of the locals made things beyond beautiful for us. They were simply overjoyed, and were all gathered to see a Russian dude, a German girl and a Hindu Brahmin family to carry their sacred books along with the enlightened Monks. The monks loved their reaction too, as we marched on and on, and with every step we reached closer to Buddha.
We live in a world, where being selfish is called being practical, and being unkind is street smart. The Monks, or the villagers could’ve easily shooed us away, carrying on with their thousand years old nominal legacy. But when I look back, I realize that by welcoming us with such an wondrous gesture, they did actually carried the legacy of Lord Buddha’s teachings, spreading child like happiness for a day all over Chozo 🙂♥️