Sunday, January 28, 2018

Silently she cries in the silence of night

Yeshi always wanted to do something great in her life, she always believed that her existence was not merely to occupy a space in this world but to fullfilled a destined work alocated just for her.

With a hope, she goes to Thimphu the city of dream come true.

Everything goes as per her plan, she gets a job of a sell girl, her employee gave her food and lodging.

She felt like she could save some money to sent back home at her village to her poor parents. She was a very hardworking girl, she did all she could to sell and attract customers.

A news got spread about how polite and soft speaking she was and it in turn ended up attracting more customers. Everything was going fine until a fine looking guy entered into her life

He was a good looking guy with a soft flattering worded guy, he usually came to her shop to buy and eventually both of them became friend. He would never miss a chance to flirt with her with his flattering words.

Things started to change for her, her saving were being used for recharging his mobile balance and before she can find out the ultimate truth, she has used up all her savings and her salary just to entertain her love and his greed. She even ended up taking credits to sent money back home.

When her saving was exhausted and she could no more pay the bills for his entertainments and recharge his balance, he left her there. Left her broken, shattered and most of all he used her for his own greed.

She couldn't believe what just happened, all her beautiful world just collapse. Her savings were gone, she had no money to sent back home and the credit she has taken is too high to pay with her current job.

She finally ended up joining Drayang, the tips that she got every time, she saved it and used it to pay her credits. Life was tough for her, in silence she would always cry. In those silent night, only her tears can be seen, for she is crying inside.

She would always show a fake smile but silently she always cried, yet knowing that her money is helping her poor family back at village gave her hope.

Now she talks harshly, acts like she don't care but once she was different, once she was a girl with beautiful dreams now she only thinks about her self and her family.

It may look like love and commitment means nothing to her but believe me deep inside her, she wants to be loved and she wants to have a happy married life but her experince always tells her not to trust.

Next time you all go to Drayang and all, please think twice before calling them with slang and harsh words. We never know how much those words would hurt them. They may reply back with more slang words but silently they would be crying for hearing such words about them. You may say such words and go back home with no problem but those girls would go back to their room and cry out loud and blame themselves. Although they may have no fault.

There are many Yeshi like girl out there who are trying there best to make a living, they have a family back at village to support. Please help them if not at least don't ruin them... Thank you...

Mistakes under your sweet correction.

Life of Patrolling Police Officer

As and when the sun sets and the silence of night over takes the Capital, the real duty of Pema starts. He is a police officer who has to keep the Thimphu city save for all its inhabitants.

It's cold out there but he still manages to keep a smile and cracks jokes with his friend as and when they go for patrolling the capital city.

He feels proud for he knows that he is the reason why people are able to sleep soundly at night without fear of being killed or robbed.

As and when his team makes the patrolling, the cold ice wind welcomes them with a pain that of a pricking needle onto the skin. Yet he still makes sure he checks every nock and corner of the city.

His pay is just enough to sustain him but he has to do the job that's should be paid more, when all are sleeping warmly at their cozy houses. There you can see Pema and his team constantly patrolling every nighy so that people like us can be save.

Have we ever wonder how cold and how risky it is to patrol at late night. 

Pema remembers the time when his team was nearly over ran by straw dogs, some times they get into trouble as they never know who or what might be waiting for them in those silence night. There were times when they were hit with showers of stones from unknown direction.

Although it's a risky job yet Pema and his teams never loses a sweat to keep their fear and unknown fate of those silence night aside to go out there at night every time to keep the city save and sound.

When ever I go back home at night, seeing Pema like people doing their works sincerely every night gives me a feel that nothing wrong can happen as long as they are there to protect the night.

Definitely they are the Night Angels of the silence night that makes sure nothing wrong happen to its inhabitants.

By the time Pema reaches his home, he is too tired to even cook a meal and ends up sleeping directly from the duty. Yet he still continues his daily routine as usual no matter how tough it is.

We should respect them and well I believe that Police deserves the highest respect among all the occupation out there...  Just my opinion la... Thank you...

Thursday, January 25, 2018

Coincident or God's doing

 24-1-2018

As we started our journey back to Haa from Phuentsholing in a taxi, a sense of happiness engulfed me. The sense of secure and mind relieving emotions filled me, we were only two passenger to travel towards Haa.

It was 1:23 PM when we started the journey, as we moved by RIGSS Building, 2 ladies joined us on the journey, they wanted to go till Rametay.

Well the sense of being accompanied by ladies definitely drives ones happiness beyond words, in a good way though. But after nearly 20 minutes we were near Rametay and the two ladies got off the taxi, paid the fare to taxi driver and flashed a smile towards me. 😂 well ok, may be it was for taxi driver but I felt it too.

After few minutes, I requested the driver to stop the taxi as i wanted to buy some oranges from the road side vendor. When I was buying the oranges, an elderly monk asked the driver to take him till Chuzom.

Few minutes of words where shared between monk and the driver and the fare was fixed, Nu.400 till Chuzom.

I bought 3 plastic full of oranges for Nu. 300 and 2 plastic full of cooked cassava (Shing Jog Tang) a perfect little return gift back home.

Our journey continued, it was a cloudy day and I could notice some dark clouds hovering above in the sky. Since it was a gloomy weather, I crossed my eyes and went for a quick nape. The monk was chanting his mantras and it definitely gave me a comfortable feeling to fall asleep.

As I opened my eye after a quick nape, we had crossed Gedu. It was slightly raining and we could hear the hailstones hitting the vehicle.

Suddenly the dark fogs engulfed us making the surrounding look like a dark forest, it looked as if it was a night time since it was quite dark outside.

Suddenly driver said, "Today it looks as if I am driving on a different and unknown road."

As and when he said that I felt this strange feeling engulf me as if someone up there was signaling for something to happen.

Krrr. Rrrr..., our taxi slides over as Driver tries to make a turn.

It takes us few meters away from the road, luckly there was few meters of land away from the road side where the brakes worked.

We all remain there for few seconds in a complete silence. A silence loaded with full of mixed emotions; fear, shock and confusion.

We all were in utter shock, driver restarted the car, he didn't say anything. He slowly looked back at us and looked at us as if to see if anyone of us was injured.

Driver cracked a joke about how close we were to experience a helicopter ride down the cliff, other two passenger laughed half heartily where as I felt how strange it was, the minute he said that he felt like driving on a different road, the accident occurred.

As we continued our journey, we were not the only one who experienced that moment,  few kilometer up the road,we saw a loaded bolero tilted 45 degree to the mountain, and again after few minutes we saw a car being pulled by other vehicle away from the cliff.

I knew how close we were to die there, luckly no one we meet on the road had serious accident. Our driver drove slowly so as to prevent any mishaps. The elder monk beside me started chanting his mantras again.

I am not so much into religion but I really felt this deep connection with the God when I saw how luckly we were to be able to prevent such an accident.

As the elder monk was chanting, I closed my eyes and started chanting mantra in my mind.

Definitely I was lucky to have that elder monk with us, for I felt that it was his good merits that saved us yesterday.
Definitely he was a God in disguise.

When we reached Chuzom, I smiled at elderly monk and he smiled back and said something I might never forget.

He said, "I am glad I was with you all and it was a happy journey," in sharshop.

It was as if he knew something like this was suppose to happen and he came to rescue. Sadly I didn't even ask his name  but only shared few conversation along the way.

It really feels great to have gone through such accident and come out alive. Definitely someone above is watching us.

At Chuzom, a young monk accompanied us, I really felt happy as again a monk would be travelling with us on the journey.

Few meters away from Chuzom, I received a call from my sister informing me that it was snowing heavily at Haa.

Well Haa road is known for its turns and for its narrow roads but I was feeling save for I felt that maybe this young monk was here to save the day again.

When we reached near Wanakha Central School, we were engulfed with snow fall and foggy weather. I looked at the monk and smiled at him, he smiled back and I took that smile as a sign of save journey till my house.

Since the young monk was with us, the journey didn't face any trouble and we had a smooth drive. The young monk stopped the taxi at Tsulungkha and he disappeared into the snowfall.

Now that I was near to my home, I just relaxed back on the sit and thought of how strange it was today. Being accompanied by monk and having averted such an accident

Then again accompanied by second monk after the first one left. Is it just coincident or was it God's doing to take me home save. I wonder and well I am glad I am alive. PLEASE be save and drive carefully while travelling to Phuentsholing... Thank you... Chant some mantras for save journey...

Thursday, January 18, 2018

A thousand thoughts

As I lay there under the tree,
Thousand flawless thoughts roams free
Every blowing wind chants about thee.
About how beautiful a person you are.
Every chanting words like an art,
Gets imprinted into my wall of heart.

Outnumbering the leaves of the tree,
Thousand thoughts runs free;
Thoughts of marrying you my dear.
Thoughts of having you near.
Thoughts of getting old together.
Thoughts of being your Mr. Perfect.

Thoughts accumulates into a beautiful sea.
Sea so vast, it's other end I can hardly see.
Sea so deep, I seems to sink in its beauty.
A mere boat is all I need to experience it's beauty.
A boat I am trying very hard to get.
Every interview takes me far away from the boat.

A beautiful boat is all we need for now.
A boat that will keep us dry and happy.
I felt a boat was a mere one step away from graduation.
Who knew it was just my imagination.
Reality was out of my sense to comprehend.
I need you to give me courage by holding my hand.

A beautiful dream now turned to mere thoughts.
A dream so beautiful once it was:
I will be the captain, you be my firstmate.
I will be the ocean, you be my waves.
I will be the sun, you be my rays.
I will be the King, you be my Princess.

When my senses came into reality,
I was there still daydreaming under the tree.
Thousand thoughts still flowing free.
Free into the cold winter weather,
Through the leaves it still flows,
Flows with everlasting love and bliss.

For now all I know is;
Wait for me for I will wait for you.
A beautiful future I will create just for us.
A future both of us would be proud of.
A future our children will grow in.
Just wait for me to get a boat for us to
win.

Win this little journey of life.
Lets win it together till the end.

Dedicated to NiNi my stupid cat

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