It was a late noon, the shaolin monk was taking rest after taking some photographs with the visitors. I felt that his life has came to and end, but the light of the knowledge he has conveyed through his students are everlasting and will remain intact beyond the horizon and timeline. So this story is not about the place, or the knowledge, this is about that man, who has came to the end of his life and still proud and honored for the enlightenment he has conveyed to the future generations.