Photo Story : Taiwan – Part 1

If I remember correctly, a beautiful picture of Taroko Gorge was the reason to add Taipei in dream bucket list. Never thought the dream would come true so soon. Taiwan visit was a memorable treat to soul and will always be nearer to my heart..

Taiwan is a small island nation 180km east of China with modern cities, traditional Chinese temples, hot springs resorts and dramatic mountainous terrain. Taiwan is the most populous state that is not a member of the United Nations and the largest economy outside the UN.

When the itinerary read temple with famous Sun Moon lake in Taiwan, I was almost sure that I would not be interested in visiting that temple rather would spend time around lake. But being proved wrong always feels good. That bright, serene and picturesque temple is still fresh in my mind and therefore we will start Photo Story of Taiwan with Wan Wu Temple.

I will allow you to enjoy the visual treat rather than me inking words here….

The Wen Wu Temple (日月潭文武廟) is located on the perimeter of Sun Moon Lake in Yuchi Township, Nantou County, Taiwan

Previously, two temples were located on the coast of Sun Moon Lake. After the Japanese handed over Taiwan to the Republic of China in 1945, the government invested in developing tourism around the lake. Wen Wu temple was rebuilt again in 1969, increasing its size and constructing it in the Chinese palace style.

The temple consists of three halls. The first hall, located on the second floor of the front hall, is a shrine devoted to the First Ancestor Kaiji and the God of Literature. The central hall is devoted to Guan Gong, the God of War, and the warrior-God Yue Fei. The rear hall is dedicated to Confucius.



This layered and intricate temple is major attraction for the tourists.  As soon as you have passed through one temple, you enter another and you do not want to stop.




Every wall and colorful carvings on them are mind blowing proof of art. You will not be able to take off your eyes.




The Wall in the very back of the Temple is like a gate to another palace. I was in awe. Could not stop myself for picture.


Want to watch the whole story in couple of minutes? Here it is….


(picture source : Google and my phone)



Pleasure of love is for a moment but pain of it is for ……LIFETIME : Part-VIII

Previous parts of story can be read  here, here, here here, here, here and here respectively.

With an unknown fear and guilt mixed happiness when Aastha entered into Aayam’s house. She could feel the luxury around. Rarely seen half oval shaped swimming pool was inviting and those marigolds around the main door of house were just adding aesthetic value. The garden was full of foreigner flowers and for a moment Aastha wanted to run to that garden to enjoy the beauty of that colourful sight she had seen recently in Sweden. At main door, she could see Aayam providing his fingertip on locking system and the door unlocked. Aastha was amazed. Inside the house, the huge living room was decorated with brown leather sofa, again a half circled glass centre table, half circled shaped mini bar in one corner and a showcase full of awards Aayam must have received within those years. She was impressed with glass art and soothing colour combination of the house. Without speaking anything, Aayam led her to a room on first floor. Aastha was so busy in observing everything that she did not find it necessary to speak. Slowly Aayam opened door of a room and held Aastha’s hand to lead her to the room.

Aashu, welcome to my world!!! With moist voice he spoke.

Aastha loved that Aashu address from Aayam. He was the first person who addressed her like that and Aastha loved it. With a smile when she entered into the room, she could not believe herself. The room was full of pencil paintings and all the paintings were of one person only. They were all of hers, neatly arranged. She could not trust her eyes.

How in the world someone can love me like this? Her heart started beating fast.

Aayam……..she could speak slowly with efforts.

Yes Aashu, I have been waiting for you since years. I could not find a photo of you and actually I did not need it. After seeing you for the first time, my mind printed you on my heart and I have been copying that image on paper since years in a hope that I would be able to meet you someday. Thank God, that biggest wish of life has been fulfilled. I am ready to die at any moment now.

Aastha interrupted him by putting her right hand on his lips.

He held Aastha’s hand and took off it from his lips. He held her hand tight and they stood there like that for couple of minutes.

Where were you Aashu? Why did it take you so long to come back? Aayam asked slowly while pampering her hand.

Aayam, I too have been living and dying every moment since we met for the first time. In one sentence I would say, destiny had different plans for us, Aastha summarized.

Whatever it could be, I want to celebrate today when we are together, Aayam replied with a smile.

He led her to the kitchen with silk white marbled floor and opened the refrigerator. A chilled Champagne bottle in his hands and a lovely smile on his face was the proof of happiness he was feeling at the moment. He filled two glasses and gave one to Aastha. Aastha, without hesitation, took that glass and cheered with Aayam. The celebration was started.

They talked and talked and talked for hours till they both realized that they did not eat since last 10 hours. Aayam asked Aastha to get fresh and told her the plan about the evening. Aastha went to the guest room, took shower and changed into Cadbury brown knee length skirt and full sleeve polo neck white t-shirt. Those brown diamond ear rings and brown leathered shoes were adding beauty to that already beautiful lady. For the first time since years, she felt beautiful. For the first time since years, she wanted to forget that she was a wife and mother. For the first time since years, she kept staring herself in mirror and smiled. When Aayam saw her he could not keep his eyes off. Aastha felt that Aayam’s eyes were drinking her beauty and she blushed. Those reddish shads on her cheeks made her more beautiful and Aayam held her hand tightly. Aastha felt secured.

Aastha’s mind was on the tour of thoughts. Unintentionally she started comparing Tanay with Aayam. Though she never had any problem with Tanay, she never liked the way Tanay always threw himself on her and never cared to know her desires. On the other hand, even after seeing a lifelong love after years, Aayam was in control and did not take any liberty with her. How the mind and heart speaks same language when you are with the most loved person of the life!!!

Aayam had booked a candle light dinner in the boat shaped restaurant. The table was decorated with a heart of red roses and a candle. After settling in the respective chairs, again there was a silence. Although this silence was not about discomfort. This was about being with each other, watching each other after years and talking with eyes.


Dinner was eaten in between those continuous stares and rare talks. When they finished, waiter served wine and left them in loneliness. Aayam raised his hands and Aastha put hers in them. Again silence and tears ….what a destiny it was. The true lovers were celebrating togetherness of a day with silence without complain. It was only when Aastha’s cell phone ringed, the loop of thoughts and stares broke. When Aastha saw Tanay’s name on screen, she put her phone in “I am in a meeting” mode and slid it in her purse. Aayam held her hand and both left to explore Delhi’s nightly roads. For three hours continuously, Aayam and Aastha drove on Delhi’s roads. In between, they enjoyed road side tea for three times. And Aayam kept staring at her when she happily declared how much she loved to enjoy road side tea and since how long she was waiting for it.

So innocent she is !!! Aayam thought to himself.

At 2:30 a.m. in the morning, without a shade of tiredness they returned to Aayam’s house. After changing into night dress, when Aastha came down stairs to wish Good Night to Aayam, he was preparing for another celebration. He had arranged a table with flowers and wine bottle. Hesitantly when Aastha came nearer, out of nowhere, she kept her hands on his eyes.

Aashu, please do not play that with me. I am not good at that, Aayam spoke excitedly.

Aastha rapidly rounded Aayam and hid herself behind a pillar. Aayam opened his eyes and while he could smell her nearby him, he walked towards her with soundless footage. Aastha was excitedly looking ahead where Aayam was, when he put his hands around her waist and rounder her towards him. He looked in her eyes directly and the flame of togetherness, loneliness, nearness and love was present in her eyes too.

Without knowing, both of them were matching each others’ dance moves while listening to the romantic number flowing from the music system. Without rehearsal or telling each other the next move, they were perfectly dancing like a professional dancer couple. When hearts replace tongue the most beautiful conversations in the world happens and those unsaid dance moves and follow-ups, those stares and blushes, those ignorance and acceptance, everything was looking beautiful. They danced till they felt breathless and in their hearts they both knew, this was the most memorable dance for them.

Aayam held her tight at her waist and with other hand he carefully held her head and after waiting for a moment if she was comfortable, when he saw she had closed her eyes tightly, he moved near and a lovely smile spreaded on both of their faces. This was the moment, they had burned themselves for years. There was no bad intension, there was nothing to hurt anyone, there was nothing to show off, there was pure love and a desire to sail through the beautiful reality of today and dream of yesterday.

When Aayam kept his lips on hers, she felt a chill in her spine. Aayam held her more tightly and slowly when Aastha started responding his madly moves, love was at its best. Without worrying for tomorrow, two hearts and were crossing each other at 3 a.m. in the morning. Love, love, love was around.

Isn’t it every female’s dream to be loved like that?

To be continued …