Not often have I seen man made landscapes being so beautiful. When the sun comes over 2000-odd pagodas that litter Bagan’s landscape and begins dispersing the gentle mist, it’s a miniature mountain-range that unfurls in front of you. The diffusing golden rays of the morning brighten the spires that stand well-above the trees and reveals a magical landscape, which, you will wish was eternal. There are no parallels to the beauty of Bagan.
Todays’s photo – when weather gods smiled over the pagodas of Bagan…
For those who haven’t heard of it, Bagan in Central Myanmar was the original capital of Myanmar Kings. In the days of glory, which started nearly a millennium ago, a slew of pagods were built along the plains of Bagan overlooking the Ayeyar River. About 2000 pagodas have survived the march of time, forming what looks like a miniature mountain-range raising from the otherwise prostrate landscape.
Ever since Myanmar opened up for visitors, Bagan has been one of the prime attractions, something like a crown jewel. It’s possible to climb over a few of these Pagodas, and Shwesandaw is the among taller and popular ones.
This photograph was made on a glorious October evening as the sun splattered his orange blaze over the pagodas, even as the eastern sky danced to a tune of the clouds. As you can guess, Shwesandaw’s shadow is right in front, giving a hint of its elevation against its smaller counterparts.
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