*Such is Life*

The early morning brought upon some cold breeze
As the valley was enveloped slightly under a mysterious mist.
The pine trees stood their grounds tall
while the colorless needles lay still on the ground
Everything seemed dead and gloomy
Until the Sun came out...

There underneath the sheets of white
a slight snore was gently heard
Time seemed to run this time
I tried to grasp but it slipped away
Old moments slowly becoming reminisces

Words blurring out on paper
As ink slowly runs dry
The prayer flags fluttered wildly
Dancing to the tunes of my music

Tears welled up in the eyes
Not because of what happened but
Because she simply decided to be happy again...

Proud Not Humble?

What is Pride?

According to online sources its is associated with a direct emotion that carries two meaning. On a negative note it refers to an inflated sense of one's personal status or accomplishments often used synonymously with hubris. On the other hand, pride carries a positive connotation as it refers to a satisfied sense of attachment towards one's own or another's choices and actions that is reflected in praise, independent self reflection or a fulfilled sense of belonging.

It is also sometimes viewed as excessive or as a vice or as a vice, sometimes as proper or as a virtue. A sense of one's own proper dignity or value; self respect in your achievements, possessions or people you care about.

What is Humble?

An admirable quality that not many people have. It means that a person may have accomplished a lot or be a lot but doesn't really feel that it is necessary to brag about it. It also means to cut one's ego down to a size that is not necessarily done in a rude manner.

If you were to meet a humble person, he wouldn't be the kind of person who thinks lower of himself than others think he should. Instead, he would not think of himself at all. A humble person isn't interested in saying "I Suck" or "I'm not that great" as these statements come from a person who thinks he should be better than he is. A truly humble person isn't concerned with who he is or who he should be. He isn't concerned with himself at all, but instead he's concerned with other people.

Finally, to be humble means to know where your place is and nothing more or nothing less that what you are.

Fate or Destiny?

Amidst the ruins of an old fortress stood a dashing young man. He was donned in pure black and had a funny looking hat on. He looked out of place in this modern setting but he was surely a handsome lad.
He had the chiseled look of some Greek god that you'd normally see carved on a stone that is perfectly shaped without defection. But the only difference here was that he was from a remote village in Trongsa.

Driven with passion and loneliness he stumbled upon a young maiden a few years ago and she had stolen his heart as though it was true love at sight. She had the beauty that was beyond imaginable and skin fairer than the purest of milk. She had the perfect figure like a goddess that any man desired and the lips as soft as the petals of the flower. Her eyes too had set upon him with a glace never ever having had to steal or take it from him. Their love was a different kind of love that only they could understand. Somehow he always managed to convince her to hand her love over freely so he could love her back freely as well.

With nothing that lasts forever they lived every moment in bliss. Together they lived, laughed, loved and took chances without any regrets because everything they did was what they had exactly wanted. The community thought of them as hedonist who lived from day to day but to them every minute together was a moment of memory that mattered and having the courage to to face their fears unafraid.

No one is as strong as they seem nor careless as they pretend to be but she was very grateful to have him by her side every given moment. They attracted and complemented each other perfectly even though two people can be part of the same event but they may chose to live it quite differently than the other. What makes us human is precisely this freedom of choice but they vowed to live this life together. She vowed to help him love life, to always hold him with tenderness and to have the patience that love demands. And he in return vowed to speak when words are needed and to share the silence when they are not. Together they both decided to live within the warmth of each other's heart and always call it home.

24.02.13

In moments of breakdown
You've led me to a breakthrough
With glowing happiness
constantly surrounding me
A blessing in disguise           
A saviour
Redemption is near
Far sighted into the future
For the sun shone brightly
And so did my heart...

You gave me a reason,
Reason that my heart didn't expect
The twist of tales
And the bend in the road     
That led me towards you...

Funny how it all turns out
Everything happens for a reason
Stories to tell down memory lane     
From endless laughters  and
Songs of Village ginger,  
2am calls for water
Stubborness and a crazy Friday night

My adventures with you
Has just begun!!!   

Serendipity

As the last glimmer
from the candle ignited
A new flame started burning

This time it felt different
The flames were like no other
Something completely out of the blue
That took me on by surprise...

It came like a flash of lightning
Fading away the darkness
And illuminating the cold heart
for it too suffered a long journey...

We are in constant search for love,
Wondering when he or she would come
I finally found a reason
A reason to be happy again
and this time it It's with you!!!

Try me

The road is set clear
burnt pictures and erased memories
Y.O.L.O: You Only Live Once
No second timers and set backs

I let go and hope seemed shattered
Into little pieces just like a puzzle
Waiting to be linked to another piece
And little did I know of its challenges

The conscious and the clarity of individuals are stuck
leaving no time for any errors
and yet I seem to have fallen
to prove of such loyalty...

Dwelling in Possibility

The world is in a rat race
and I am on a Camel
walking slowly, patiently and thoughtfully
getting view of what's happening below...

Sand dunes, dancing with winds

Sleeplessly trying to erase the winds of time
while at the same time picking up pieces
that were left hanging to dry
A strong satirical bond...

Pick wisely:
Dont let the wet one slip with the dry ones.

I chose to stand up and will in a different direction
Where I am a stranger in a strange land
New set of thoughts can't bind me to the land
I carry the old set of fragrance and my favourite shawl
to secure me
However, it is not enough...

Be Weary of the cunning travellers

Their eyes show otherwise

Travellers are good at stealing hearts
and everything else along with it too
But worry not for my heart is in the right place
Cannot be stolen nor borrowed
Only given...