Thursday, 23 March 2017
Saturday, 18 March 2017
I close my eyes tight and try to recall the last moments together
How my heart was happy and calm for a change!
Not even you
Not even me
The warm affections of those kisses
The extra squeeze in those hugs
My kind of safe Haven it was
An interference so pure in intentions
the color and shape of the eyes
There was only happiness reflecting
Sometimes you have to see what I see in you...
It simply wasn't enough
A risk higher than the number
Into the night a masquerade we danced upon...
Tuesday, 7 March 2017
We will all leave this world in ashes one day or another
So before we go
Let us make memories to carry forward
Who knows what tomorrow may bring
Whether we will continue to be here or not
So embrace all that we have and LIVE
Life is a series of events
With our emotions always on various frequencies
The feeling of high unlike any other feeling
And low hits hard like a point of no return
So choose to seek BALANCE
I've seen bright sunshine here and now
But haven't witnessed the darkest of days yet
I will not anticipate any coming
For there is no glory in knowing
But accepting what is yet to be..
Monday, 30 January 2017
The people we are suppose to meet
and how they come at certain points in our life
Even the people we distantly grow apart
The timing of their departure
comes at another terminal marked "Arrival"
Somehow it all makes sense now...
People usually come into my life
To bring and add a positive change
Where I learn from them and they help me grow
If I let them
And equally I help them somehow in return
An unbreakable bond is created
So no matter when or where I might be
I know that these people will always remain in my life...
Sunday, 8 January 2017
This is my journey, my story:
I stumbled upon this old man who goes through the RBA Football ground everyday with his red jacket and his cows. I noticed how every afternoon around 2:00 pm he goes from his house towards the forested area and returns around 4:00 pm. So one day I stopped him and asked him a few questions. He told me he and his wife look after cows for this man and they get to sell the milk and cheese from it to earn their livelihood. When asked if he had any children he told me he has one daughter who did a diploma course at the local Engineering College and is currently unemployed. He told me he had 2 sons from his previous marriage but both passed away. He spoke to me in Sharchop and in broken Dzongkha to which i gleefully asked more questions using the few sharchop phrases i knew and took pictures with him. After a short conversation we bid farewell in hopes to meet again the next day but I had forgotten to ask him his name....Perhaps tomorrow I will ask his name!