Friday, September 30, 2011

“If you can’t convince someone, confuse them!”

Do any one remember this stanza from our text? I am certain that most of the Bhutanese guys must have come across this text.
Rang-Lay Chea Pa Jur Pa Ne. 
Jig-Ten De-Nang Med-Zhen Dhu.
Rang Gi Koen Yoen Ma Sam Na.
Due Dro Nam Dang Khepar Chi?
Everyone of us must have tough time in memorizing and reciting it in front of our teacher. I am confident that some might have punished by one's teacher. Haven't you? Same thing happened with one of my friend's teacher as she narrates a story of her teacher. Who finds dzongkha as the most toughest subject but he was clever enough to convince his teacher in one or the other way. As he was lacking behind in that particular subject, his teacher keep an eye on him and he became the target of his dzongkha lopen. As usual the teacher entered the class and done with the exchange of greetings. The teacher reminds about the homework that was assigned. So they were assigned to memorize the above stanza and recite to the class. As he was the target, the lopen approached him and asked him to recite. He stand up confidently and recited as follow:
Rang-Gi Chea Pi Juta Na. 
Jig-Ten De Na Om Sok Mi.
Rang-Gi Kam De Ma Chu Na. 
Nam Mi Sa Mi Drem Nam Mey.
Here he followed the law which says "If you can't convince someone, confuse them!" So the smart teacher of my friend confused his teacher in that way.
P.S: Story narrated by my friend Kuenzang.

Monday, September 26, 2011

"Thrue Bab" The beginning of all those auspicious festivals of the year.

Happy TPS Family during Blessed Rainy Day.

Approaching of an auspicious occasion, so called Day Blessed Rainy brings the relief in people’s heart. It lightens the heavy burdens of people as it transforms the greenery summer with hectic works to the yellow glory of autumn with lightened works. Though the rich greenery of the grasses and plants beautifies the nature and summer seems the picturesque but people, especially the farmers hate the works come up with that season. So with the dawn of autumn the numerous festivals lined up and the people developed a festive mood from that occasion. The fruits of their hard works are almost ripen and at the verge to harvest. Not very far from that season pleasant months of winter appeared, where people are blessed with plenty of leisure times and relaxation. Where the numerous of family gathering festivals like Nilo (winter Solstice), Locho( Annual ritual) and finally Losar( Bhutanese New Year) are in queue. Thrue Bab (Blessed Rainy Day) is the beginning of all those auspicious festivals. According to Bhutanese beliefs if we start the first one in better way, the following one will go in that way. So this is the way I celebrated my first and foremost festival of the year.
Dinner Time, all busy at battle field.
On the evening of 22nd September, I called all my relatives and wished them a “Happy Thrue Bab” and then I started with the preparation of delicious Thup(porridge) to make myself feel homely here. Though I am out of my country, I still brought the age old tradition with me. In Bhutan the “Thup” shows it’s reappearance in the menu from that occasion and Losar is the last time to see delicious “Thup” in menu.
On the 23rd of September, as we the Bhutanese people believe that taking bath in the early morning of that day cleansed the sins and defilements accumulated as a result of bad deeds. So I got up early in the morning and took a cleansing bath. Then I and my roommate invited two of our friends for thup and we had a great starting session. Towards the day, I wish to have free day but being in foreign country where no one recognize this auspicious day. So I had a hectic usual class for whole day. Still I am in the mood to celebrate. So as I wish, there was gathering of TPS( Trongsa Poenlop Family).
My Friends busy serving dinner......
The gathering was mainly to celebrate Blessed Rainy Day cum “Farewell Dinner” for 3rd batch master students who will be completing soon. This time the 2nd batch students organized the dinner. The dinner was delicious with fried chicken, pork curry, mushroom curry and sea weed soup. They even arranged the drinks both hard and soft drinks. Usually we restricted from hard drinks during our gatherings but this time we free to take any kind of drinks as the day was very special occasion for we the Bhutanese. So we end the day with dances and finally with Tashi Labay (well-wish dance which we performed at the end of special occasion). It was almost 11pm when we disperse. That was the best Thrue Bab ever in Bangkok. That made my day bright and homely. So it is in our own hand to make the day bright or dull. Therefore always make it bright, have fun and make the day fruitful one.
Happy family

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Our bit of Contribution to our Mother nature

Thai friends
A couple of days ago the students of Rangsit University joint the “Reforestation Program” organized by the Thai government, which reminds me of social Forestry Day that was celebrated widely across all schools and institutions in Bhutan since 1985. Thus, Social Forestry Day is more than just an event  for planting tree saplings. It is a moment to remind ourselves and reflect upon our own inevitable reliance on the natural environment and what it has to offer to the survival of many living beings including ourselves. This day also aims to provide opportunities for people to learn how forest can be protected, managed and used sustainably for many purposes. The day has been set aside to promote education and awareness of the importance of forests and the benefits of planting trees.I used to participate in such program annually since I was in Junior High school. I really enjoyed during that day, Social Forestry Day as I like planting trees and gardening. I still love planting trees if I am given the chance. So such chance knocked me even here, I got notification for the volunteer for tree plantation at Nakhon Ratchasima Province. With keen interest, I with some Bhutanese friends volunteered to join there.
Right:At Project, Left: Thais in action in Bus
On the 4th of September, we the interested Bhutanese students volunteered to join in that interesting and valuable program with our Thai fellow mates. Number of Bhutanese participating in that program was just 10 of us out of 80 plus Bhutanese students, but with huge number of Thais made our day fruitful one. We started our journey by 7:30 am from my University to the site of plantation which was in Nakhon Ratchasima Province, 200 km away from my college. On the way we visited a pumped storage project, Lam Ta Khong in Nakhon Ratchasima Province, Thailand.Before we tour around that project we were gathered in the conference hall for briefing. At the entrance some crew members of that project were waiting for us with a shirt, a cap and a helmet for the safety while visiting through tunnel there.  After short briefing, we visited the Pumped storage project with the staff guides and after that we are provided with snacks. And then some men from that Project lead us to the site of Plantation which is located some kilometers away from that Project.

Plants a hope
Really had fun even in the bus while travelling as our Thai fellow mates, started with karaoke and dancing in the bus. Frankly saying that it was more like noise than music as all the songs they sang was in Thai but I enjoyed that moment with their funny acting and funny songs. They were making fun of each other and some teachers also join the students for karaoke and acting really funny at the back seat of bus. So that makes our journey interesting and joyous one. By noon we were there at the site of plantation. We had lunch and after lunch, they provided us with at least five saplings for each student. We were assigned to plant the saplings in the ready made holes. That afternoon we planted more than 500 saplings.  As the hole was already dug, it was an easy job to do. So we finished around 7 to 10 tree saplings each.
On the way back to my University we have visited a Temple, and had great time at local market. As girls like shopping, we did some shopping and finally at 9:0 pm we were back to our University. With all those events like tree plantation, visiting new places and shopping makes our trip wonderful one.  We are looking forward for such kind of trips in future too. 

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Fun Time with nightingales of Bhutan

My Fav, Singer Jigme Nidup(in green) at dinner
Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wing to the mind, flight to the imagination and charm to one’s life. Music is also one of the elements of the song which includes melody, chords, and lyrics. When we create a melody, a chord progression (a series of chords), and lyrics that all go together with the sweet and soothing voice of the singers, to form a song. The melodic voices of the singers add up more charm and gaiety to the song that we are listening to. Every individual has their own choice of songs and singers. So I do have my own choice of singers and songs. I am deeply in love with Mr. Jigme Nidup and Mrs. Pema Lhams’ touchy and incredible voice. Their sweet voice really touched my heart and brings me happiness as I listened to it. No matter what song they sing, they really dragged me into their songs. No doubt that it was my wish to meet them in my life at least for once. Unexpectedly last week, a group of singers from Bhutan arrived here in my University to record the songs for Royal Wedding indeed it was good news for me. A huge group of people consists of some music artists and famous singers of Bhutan. Back in Bhutan they were very famous and an ordinary person like me lack opportunity to meet them, how crazy I am over their voice but it was extremely fortunate to have them here. I am so delighted to see them, chat with them, and invite them to my place for dinner.
With my fav. Singer Pema Lham at her room.
Moreover on the night of 29th Aug, We the “Trongsa Poenlop Scholars” organized a simple dinner for them and I had the great privilege to meet them, interact with them and listen to their songs live. With their presence remarked that day as “most memorable day” for me. They sang a song as requested by we the fans over here. I was so glad to hear my favorite song from my best singer. The title of the song that I liked is “Sem Gawi Tasha” by Jigme Nidup. I really enjoyed that get-together. That would be the most joyous get-together ever.
Then finally, on the night of 30th Aug, my friend and I dropped by to see off them but again we started with our chit chat. So till late night we had been there at the apartment of male singers and then back to lady singer’s room till their departure at 3:0 am of 31st August. Hope they enjoyed their stay here. 

Saturday, August 20, 2011

"Fat free Suja" is possible.......

Krematop Suja

As long as I know most of the Bhutanese people were addicted to “Suja” (butter tea). I too love it and really enjoyed it when I was back at home but for more than a year I have survive without suja as I am away from home. It seems unhealthy as it contains high calories of fat but most of the people don’t care about their health.  After knowing that high deposition of fat in our body is not good, still people hardly give up drinking suja. It is harm full for the people of high blood pressure. So doctors’ advice such patients to reduce the consumption of butter and salt but some are addicted to such tea. I am sure some people won’t be able to quit it easily.  Fortunately few months back one of my friends came up with an idea of fat free suja. So I am here with fat free Suja as a substitution for Suja. It sounds weird and one may think that it would be tasteless but I would say it is delicious. In term of taste it comes to the same level of real Suja.  I had been enjoying it last few months and still continuing with it. Those are the main ingredients: krematop milk powder, tea leave (homemade), and salt.
Procedures are almost the same as real suja. Just the difference is to add krematop milk powder instead of butter. If such milk powder is available at your place please try it yourself. I am sure you will enjoy the flavor of this fat free suja. Or you can drop by to have this delicious tea at my place in future. I will prepare it for you.
 Those are the ingredients:

Tea Leave

PS: If anyone of your family member is high BP patient but addicted to Suja, share this and let them try it. They will surely enjoy it.

Friday, August 12, 2011

"Auspicious Gift of Samtengang Lake" with permission

As I have gone through some books of Bhutan, I am very astonished to see there are so many sacred places which I have never heard of. The places like Buli Manmo Tsho in Zhemgang and Ombha Nye in Tashiyangtse and so on. Sacred places like, Ombha Nye of Trashiyangtse, Aja Nye of Mongar and Hungrel of Paro are very important as the combination of those three names make the mantra of Guru Padmasambhava. “Om Ah Hung”. I am pretty sure that there would be some places which many people are not aware of. So I just wanted to ask the readers, have you ever heard of “Lake of Samtengang?”. I can predict the answer yes for certain percent. Again if I put up next question, do you know how it first existed? There your curiosity will start overwhelming your thought and you will start questioning yourself. When it is formed? What would be the story behind this? Such questions will piled up in your mind. So here I am with what I heard from local people about the existence of “Samtengang Tso”( Lake of Samtengang) or locally known as “Lue-Tsi-Kha-tso” named after the local deity “Lue-Tseb”. The place where there is lake at present was a fertile sweet buckwheat field of a farmer from a village called “Leko-Kha” just below the Samtengang Junior High school at present.
Samtengang Lake came into an existence in the season of early summer during the harvesting time of buckwheat. One evening the farmer was about to leave the field after work, an old woman with bamboo bucket in hand appeared.
An old woman asked; the farmer for shelter for that night. He said, Sorry you better go for somewhere or else you can come with me. Here I don’t have house also, so how can I provide you a shelter. But the woman said; it is fine I would like to spend my night here if you are kind enough to let me hold my night here at your field. So the man said, then it is up to you. They see off and the farmer left home.
Next morning, as usual the farmer went to his field for work. To his surprise his very fertile field turned into a huge lake and the heap of buckwheat straws floating over the water body. He was horrified and also annoyed. Out of frustration he dug the mountain to drain out the lake. The man had rancor for her unexpected deed and numbness overcome his body. Without his notice he almost dug the hole with the diameter almost one meter. That time, stunning lady came out of the lake and begged his pardon. But he denied her approach and continued digging.  Then the woman came up with talk of compensation for everything. She promised him that she will give whatever he demanded. So he said if you really willing to give me, then I would like to have some instruments of Shaman as those persons were very famous during that time and also he was very fond of Shaman. As per his demand she promised to give him a “Nga”(drum) and an oxen made of sealing wax by next morning. She even guaranteed that the thing she has given will empower his life and bring luck for his entire life. So they agreed to meet next morning.
Samtengang School
As she promised she was there at the side of lake waiting for him with the compensations. The man was very happy with the compensation and lived happily with the grace of those auspicious things. The local people used to worship local deity which is popularly known as “Nyep Lue-Tseb” annually. During that time each household is supposed to prepare “mengay”(rice-cake) and a model of an oxen be it of rice or some other material with the grain filled in trough in front of the oxen. Farmers should place their own model in public and has to wait for ritual to be done by “Phajo” just like Shaman. When the prosperous man was busy with some other stuffs, a man from a village called Chim-Tse-ling saw that the oxen of that well off  man was eating the grains filled in trough gently. The man knew that it was of sacred and auspicious one. So that cruel man tried to produce a replica of the oxen that belong to the fortunate man.
Time past by and again the time of that same festival came. Each year they had to prepare the same model. So during the gathering the cruel man exchanged the oxen without the notice of the owner. From that time, the prosperous man started to decline and poorer he became. On other hand, that cruel man started to glow with his luck and became the prosperous man of that valley.  With great acceleration in his luck and he became well known as “Chim-Tse-Chum”( richest man of that village). So it is said that those special gift of mermaid was presently there at present Nysho Gup’s house, enclosed in the wall. They believed that if they touch or removed it from the wall, it will bring bad luck and as a result their fortune will decline. I have seen that they renovated the house but they kept that specific wall untouched.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Farewell for you my friends

My friend Deki and Tendri

When a meeting happens a parting will follow. But I feel how lucky I am to have known someone who was so hard to say goodbye to.   Saying goodbye doesn’t mean that they are really leaving and forget everything. I am sure they won’t forget us specially the members of TPS family as I have known them for past three years and they were not a kind of person who forgets their old friends when they met new ones.
As life is all about timing, sooner or later it will put everything to an end so it is rightly said “Time and tide wait for no man”. So now the time has arrived for Mr Tendri and Miss Deki to setoff back home. During their stay here they had been a very good friend to everybody and we had a good time together. We really looked into each other’s problem and cherished ones happiness together. Miss Deki, usually we hang out together and had been really good friend.  At first sight, she seems quite serious and nobody would get along with her but if we get to know her better she would be better person than what we thought of. So never judge the book by its cover. I regret for misjudging and not getting along with her at first. As the time past, we get to know about each other deeper the better. She hardly talked to a stranger but after we get closer, she has the power to get into ones heart and left the footprint of sweet memories of her presence.
sweet memories at koh samet beach
Mr. Tendri, most of the members of Trongsa Poenlop Scholarship family used to call him by his nick name Apa (father). This name really suits him as he possessed fatherly character. In the family of TPS, he is well known for his talent in cooking any kind of Bhutanese cuisine during our gatherings. He had been very sincere and dedicated to the work that is assigned to him. He worked wholeheartedly and tirelessly. So he was the liking subject of all the members. He was very frank and approachable to everyone, so he had been in a large circle of friends. He entertains whoever comes by, so I often pay my visit to his place to have special Bhutanese dish. Whenever I dropped by his place, no wonder his apartment will be crowded with lots of friends because everyone really enjoyed his hospitality and frankness.
On the 2nd of August we the fellow mates organized farewell dinner for two of them. This time senior ones took part as an in charge of this gathering. They were responsible for shopping, cooking and refreshment serving. With the exchange of farewell wordings formally and we remarked the night of 2nd August as the memorable night with two of our friends, Mr Tendri and Miss Deki.  Indeed it is the saddest part on our TPS family to lose two sincere friends but as I mentioned above it is not an end. So finally the morning of 5th of August, I along my other three colleagues reach them to Air Port. With over flown excitement they set off to home with great success, I am very proud of them and proud to call them as the first batch of TPS who left behind their good reputation for graduating with the pinnacle of academic achievement. It is fact that we are miles away but I swear that I will keep our sweet memories alive. Hoping to see you soon and have fun together as we used to have.I end here with my sincere prayer for your success and also best wishes for your Royal Civil Service Commission Exam. Good Luck........
Goodbye Guys

Saturday, August 6, 2011


My best friend with her sister and baby
The night was still alive, and the new day hadn't been born yet. In this dark and long night where people around me are sleeping remarkably still and silent in their deep sleep, but I miss you so much, my dear and sweet Phub Om.
Distance is long, but time has no end and our precious memories keeping me awake. There's hearts filled with laughter, eyes moved to the tears with the memories that we have built together. When I think of the days we spent together, it brings a tug at my heart and naturally the life in my face faded away in your thoughts. I can still feel your kindness and beauty of your heart. You got a really awesome heart which captured mine too in return.
We have been very good and close friends, so I believed that you are just sent by almighty to heal my inner and outer pains. The words you have spoken heal my inner unseen pains and encourage me to held my head high when I feel low or during ill time. Therefore I would say friends are worth having, if all are just like you. I just feel better to be by your side, being by your side means a lot for me. The night long talks where we shared our laughter, problems and secrets. The days we have spent our vacations at each other’s home was the moment that I really enjoyed. Your parent’s hospitality and meals at your aunties’ place were the best with the flavor of your love and care that you have for me as a best friend. When I look back into our friendship and glad to know that we haven’t faced even a single misunderstanding during our stay together, it reveals that how strong and our friendship was. It bond our friendship to further strengthen and value our last long friendship. Those were the sweetest memories I ever had to cherish till the end. And I also know you too still care that we are friends forever.

When I fall sick in your presence, I feel that half the pain of mine is shared with you. Your love and care really uproot the saddened emotion of my heart and shared the burden of my shoulder. The way you care me says that you are my best friend forever. It is rightly said that “Best friends are like four leave clover, hard to fine and lucky to have”. I really owe my gratitude to you for being my good friend and I am glad to have you as my friend. I love you from the bottom of my heart. I wish almighty to bring those two best friends together soon. 

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Most valued gift of my life.

It seems as if it was just yesterday I was back in my village dreaming the dreams of others and never really having one to call my own.  It wasn’t because I didn’t want a dream of my own.   It was because as an orphan I was scared to have one.  The moment my father who showed me love, reason, and dreams was taken away from me was the moment I lost my will to dream. 
Today, I am here in a renowned university to quench my thirst for knowledge, and to begin to dream again.  I am here with twenty-six others whose wishes were granted when His Majesty the Fifth Druk Gyalpo bestowed us with the “Trongsa Penlop Scholarship”. Most of us who are from shattered homes and families; we who had no hope, we who were scared to dream- now have the opportunity to make something good of our lives. Today, I am no longer scared to dream.  I do not dream the dreams of others.  I have my own dreams.  I will be forever grateful to His Majesty for his kindness and noble support to children like me – children who would have never been able to come out of the vicious cycle of poverty without His Majesty’s love for the less fortunate. 
It was in 2007, one morning I was called up to principal’s office. I didn’t know the reason for calling me there. To my surprise, my principal introduced two men who were from zimpoen (Chamberlian)’s Office. They were inquiring me about the tragic that I faced recently. Tragic that nearly took my life, but saved me by the grace of Ken-Cho-sum (Triple Gem). Though I am saved but unfortunately that accident took away the life of my only and dear father. They even inquired me about my performance for the past years of my schooling, my relatives and who was helping me for my schooling necessities. I answered their questions with the best answer I have. So that was kind of interview. Some other students were also waiting there at the doorway but I am sure they were also not aware of the purpose of being called up there.
During Audience
One morning in the month of March 2008, I really don’t remember the date. I got a call from new number. I received the call with doubt. I took it as a crime call, usually being a lady we received such calls often. I heard a strange voice saying are you Sonam?, I tried to recognized the voice but it sounds totally strange. I replied yeah I am Sonam and I asked who is this? Other side of the phone said I am Yeshey. My eyes flew open in surprise as I don’t have any friend or known called Yeshey. I repeated, Yeshey in sharp tone. He said, yeah! Yeshey from zimpoen (Chamberlian)’s office. So I started shivering and stammering. He asked me, do you remember me interviewing you last year? I answered promptly in low voice with respect. He inquired me about the performance of that very year and he also asked me, “If I am given the chance to go for further study overseas. What was my opinion?” Though I was nervous but I tried my best to answer as I was alert that I am talking with such a great person. I replied; I would be fortunate to get this privilege. So I would love to go anywhere to pursuit my studies if I am given the chance. So we concluded with our conversation. I can’t believe what just happened and what I just heard.  Few days later, I got a call from my school asking me to collect the necessary documents and report to zimpoen office there at Thimphu. I immediately made my presence there and collected the documents. As directed by one of my teacher I rushed to Thimphu. I really don’t have the idea where the office was located. So I gathered all my courage to call Dasho Zimpoen and I was able to get there with his help. There I got a chance to meet with many new friends, including my present roommates. I met them for the first time. We introduced, and tried to get along with each other.  In group we were busy processing Visas and pass ports.  With the help of Dasho Zimpoen, we finished processing our necessary documents. Along with my friends I have done with my shopping and all. Indeed there was nothing much to do with shopping matters as financial was the main problem that time. So the remarkable day of my life came, the day that will be engraved in me for the eons to come. That was the day His Majesty the Fifth Druk Gyalpo granted an audience before we the scholars left the country.
With over flown excitement, on the 4th June 2008 I with other twenty-six students stepped into our only and renowned Airline “Druk Air”.  For me that was the first time I got the privilege to fly in the flight which I used to look upon with the wish that “I could fly in that Airline at least once in my life”. So that makes my dream come true. My heart was fully drown in the pool of excitement and joyous. That was the precious and most valued gift that my beloved king granted me. So I and my fellow mates would like to offer our heartfelt thanks to His Majesty the king for his kind and noble support to children like us. We shall serve your Majesty with our full dedication and heart and take every task meant for the king country and its people not only as responsibility but as a passion and cause and will work on it until it is ensured that everything is in right place.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

“My Fragile Heart makes me feel blue”

Have you ever had the experience of standing on the balcony and gazing at the distant stars which slowly takes your thoughts into the previous pages of life and sometimes squeezes out incoherent jumble of thoughts? I am sure nobody had experienced that.  But for me, I would say yes for sure because I have experienced it.

Here is what I experienced and I like to feel that way whenever I am feeling low. Here it goes, one evening I took a nap for a while. By the time I got up, I was not feeling well. I questioned myself, Are you feeling well? The definite answer was yes I was. Again I asked are you drowsy? That was also not true. I myself tried to figure out what was that something which kept me disturbed at heart. I could not find out the reason for my uneasy feeling. So the best solution was to console myself. I got out of my bed and ambled towards the balcony with my head stooped. It was already dark outside. So I placed a chair and seated on that. I took a long breath and sighed away. My skinny hand was holding on the cool metal railing of the balcony. The distant stars and lonely streets were slowly drowning my thoughts in it. The crystal tear of my eyes started blurring my vision of the far away streets and evoked the feeling of loneliness in me. Automatically my best song stuck at the tip of my tongue. Without my notice the song was sang in low tone, in a kind of murmur. I struggled to fight back my tears but it burst with no control. The fresh night breeze has blown my dark brown hair with its rhythm and kissed my cheeks and dried out my tears.  

Actually I don’t have any specific reason to feel blue but sometimes it happens. May be it is because I am getting homesick or maybe I am missing my parents or it could be that I must be missing someone special. It was just my experience. I am pretty sure that it may not happen for the person with strong heart unlike me. I am timid and with fragile heart rooted in me.

The next day I talked with my only brother over the phone. I shared it with him, and I sowed the seed of worries in his heart. He insisted me to let him know the reason, but I failed to answer for that as I myself was not sure about the reason. Doesn’t it sound weird? But it was the fact that I experienced. I even got a call from my sweetheart, and my brother shared it with him and this also makes the cause of worry for him as well. Indeed it was just because of my timid heart, which was the victim of all emotions.

Monday, July 18, 2011

Epitome of selfless service

A well groomed prince who is entrusted to keep his nation safe from all harm and ensure the well being of its citizen, embraced the duty not only as responsibility but as his passion and cause that must be achieved. His vision is very far and wide and his mission is perfect. He wants no falsehood or fraud, no untruth and no one to cheat and wrongs others. He wants to ensure equal share of development to everyone irrespective of cast and crew. And above all he wants us to have a beautiful life filled with smiles and cheers.

His heart pours out love to the poor who have nothing, to the unnoticed, and to those who are more broken than us. He gives hope when earth shakes, when the storms rage and when the home is destroyed. He builds the dreams of those whose family is torn and whose heart is broken. He makes the hearth of huts to burn and pots to boil. He shakes hands of honest workers and bravest soldiers. He upholds the legacy of his father and ensures that all his citizens have a free, joyful and merry life and that they are free from all harm and trouble.

As His majesty unfurl his vision, his quest of gross national happiness and his noble support to uphold the legacy and vision of his father the tears of joy and happiness falls down like a rain, hope and dream rises like a cloud from the huts of far flung villages and from the heart of those fallen to despair. It gives the heart a cheerful lift and a smile on the face.  It is beginning for the ebbs of corruption and injustices to fall and flow of the peace and prosperity to rise higher and higher.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Sweet Memory of my childhood days.

“When I go back to the place where I have spent my memorable childhood days, I find it wasn't the old place I missed but my childhood" Though I wasn't born with silver spoon in my mouth but still I enjoyed my share in my own way. I was brought up solely by my beloved Father through thick and thin. My caring father remarried but I was the only his preference in any case as I am the youngest. My stepmother brought two step sisters along with her but both were gorgeous women in twenties. I no longer get along with them because of our age difference. I do love them as I don’t have any sister of my own. My caring father gets hurt more than me when my step mothers rebuked me. For me my dad was kind and frank. He was more of a friend than a father to me.
Childhood Home at the left

As a child I was grown up near one of the monastic school. So with the influence of environment and the social circle that I was in, I had to be friend with the monks but I enjoyed, after all they were also a normal human. Just their red robe makes difference. I had few friends, some were of my age, and some were older than me. By nature I became like a tomboy. I was keenly interested in games like marble and seven stone games. To be frank I was very naughty, I used to bunk the class when I was in primary level. I used to go for swimming in the river and sometimes for dry picnics. I was a garrulous in nature, still I am the same. I had a brother, who was silent and kind of slothful child. No doubt he cannot defeat me in naughtiness and nonsense talk.
My Best Games
When I completed my primary level, due to some domestic problem, our family had to get back to our village. That brings the end to my father’s relation with my step mother as her daughters refused her going with us to our village. So wistfully we took our own path. By that time my naughtiness diminished as age comes with responsibilities. In my step mother’s absence I was the only responsible person for my father. Actually my father needs me home for each and every domestic chore but knowing the sweetness of the fruit of education. He encouraged me to pursue my studies. So I continued my schooling somewhere near my village. When I was almost done with my high school unfortunately the sharp claws of death strangled my only dad in accident. It was truly said that “the person you care about the most in life are taken from you too soon”.  From that day we parted forever, leaving all those sweet memories. So I couldn't believe he left me in this world alone and I couldn't believe I would see him no more. It kills me to think about the way he lost his life. He is my idol and shall always remain in my heart and prayer.