19. 𝓢𝓽𝓾𝓫𝓫𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
The only way to get back to Delhi was from Guwahati airport as there were no other facilities available in any other city considering they were of smaller sizes. This part of the country was yet to evolve after all. The locals survived through farming and small businesses. Their houses were small too. But the sweetness they carried was nowhere else to be found.
This thing had been noticed by all since they left Guwahati which was a comparatively larger city. They had no option but to stop at Bomdila. The other three accompanied those siblings anyway as their stay of two nights in Tawang was already over and they were going to head back too.
It's just the places in between but they were ready to sacrifice on it. But Freya didn't let them. They had no option but to stay at Bomdila so there was no point in wasting that time. What were they going to do by reaching their stay fast anyway?
So the early morning started with the visit to Tawang Monastery. It is the largest monastery in India and the second largest in the world. It is situated on a mountain in the town of Tawang at an altitude of over 3000 m. 
Tawang Monastery is known in Tibetan as GaldenNamgeyLhatse, which translates to "celestial paradise in a clear night." It was founded by Merak Lama LodreGyatso in 1680-1681 in accordance with the wishes of the 5th Dalai Lama, Ngawang Lobsang Gyatso. It belongs to the Gelug school of Mahayana Buddhism.
The monastery is three stories high and is enclosed by a 282 m long compound wall. The library of the monastery has valuable old scriptures, mainly Kangyur and Tengyur. Torgya is the most elaborate and colourful festival celebrated in the monastery and is frequented by tourists. 
They all roamed around it for a while. Viaan kept watching Freya with a frown as she walked with Aarya. Shiv was roaming nearby as he kept looking around the place.
"Fine, go, why would I care," He muttered and added, "I don't have anything to do with her anyway so that doesn't matter. Right, it's fine. I am just feeling bad because she had been there for some time and now she is leaving. It's normal."
"I used to get sad when my relatives would leave after staying at home for a while," he muttered further and kept nodding.
"But you know that you'll meet those relatives again, isn't it?" Veer asked while putting a hand over Viaan's shoulder. He frowned again and pushed Veer away. 
"Who wants to meet her again? I am glad she is going finally. It would be peaceful again," He said and shrugged. Veer chuckled and shook his head a bit but didn't say anything more to him.
He instead moved out his selfie stick and called people around for a picture. "Common, we won't be seeing each other much from tomorrow. Let's take a picture," He said.
Aarya and Shiv walked towards him as Freya stood at a distance while not wanting to go in between those friends. "Common, you are part of us now," Veer said as if he read her mind.