Dedicated to NiNi my stupid cat

 It was suppose to be few weeks apart,

Yet its nearly 2 months now.

Worried sick I am thinking about you.

I hope our good neighbours are treating you well.

I hope atleast you get a meal per day.

I heard that you have lost considerable weights within this few weeks time.

I know I have never been a good owner and a friend to you.

I know somtimes I get angry when you infest my bed with your fleas.

I know I let you sleep outsides sometimes when you mess up the house.

I know I owe you an apology for all those actions and I am sorry about it.

I miss your presence near me and your hissing and purring sounds.

I miss how you come running towards me when I come back from duty.

I miss how you company me during my off days to have sun bath.

I miss how you use to curl around my legs when I am busy inside kitchen.

I miss how yoi use to lick my face to wake me up when I over sleep and fogets to feed you.

I definitely found a friend and a family member when you came into my life.

I hope you are doing okey and waiting for my return.

I hope I can feed you your favorite food whiskas when i return.

Time seems to be frozen and I see no chance of end of this lockdown days soon.

For now I am doing good and fighting on and keeping myself safe.

Till then bear with the hospitality of our good neighbour.

Be a good girl and dont mess up my beds and cloths when I return.

Hope you havent made a mess of our home.

If I find that you have messed up badly, I am going to ask you to pay the half of house rent 🤣🤣

Althought I wonder  how you can earn money or make some money haha.

I hope to see you running towards me when I come back home.

I hope nothing bad happens to you when I am away from home.

I hope the rats are as usual  away from home due to your fear 😁😁😁

Here I take my leave as I am supose to be sleeping as I have night duty later.

Keeps the spirit high and see you soon NiNi...

          -Thought Printed Into Words-

The golden brown hair girl

 Dedicated to the girl who was sitting on the front seat of city bus

Your golden brown hair slithered into the dusty pasakha air.

Enchanted my heart to skip multiple beats.

I have ever seen such a marvelous views of enchanting hair.

Thousand feelings roamed into my stupid mind's crates.

I was mere 3 seats behind you to notice your heavenly face,

I tried with all my might just to get a glimpse of your face.

I was a mere puppet acting on my enchanted feeling out on race.

The mere thought of seeing your glimpse awkened my inner peace.

Actions taken on mere gut feelings beared a fruit,

I was awed by the intensity of her facial expression.

Mere human cant be that enchanting I said to myself,

Such cutting edge beauty should be only in faity tales and imagination.

Awed stuck stupid guy like me was flooded with emotinal outbrust.

Everything seems too good to be true

Nothing makes sense to me now, I am thrown off board into abyss.

It felt like 2 hours journey completed in mere 10 minutes.

We have reached Pling town and city bus stopped at its destined area.

I waited till she went out of the city bus and disappeared into the crowd.

I still have this smile over my syupid face with joy.

Joy of witnessing a heavenly girl over a period of lifes journey.

HOPE I can see her again and till then I thank her for giving me a heavenly thought over our short jouney from pasakha to pling.

       -Thought Printed Into Words-

 

Releasing my mind's pressure with some random thoughts

It feels like things are getting complicated here.

One time the life feels like a greatest treasure while other time it feels like your absence or presence won't make a difference.

I wonder if I dont wake up tomorrow, would anyone miss this stupid guy others than my family.

Even after few months my family will get use to living without my presence.

I will be forever trapped in the time of photo.

My being once alive will be depicted only in those picture I captured to keep as memories.

I wonder if all the ego and pride we have as an individual is even useful when tomorrow is so uncertain.

Life is all about giving all you have and then residing it back if it's not responded properly.

The uncertainty of life is felt best during this covid time, we can see who really matters and who's doesnt at such time.

We have taken many things for granted because we are sure that we wont lose them and we keep on taking it for granted.

Be it our health, the norms of covid protocols and or presence of people around us.

I wish we knew what's really our purpose on this heavenly body.

I wish we could make a difference when we leave this mother earth behind.

I wish to be remembered not in people's mind but in golden words into the timeframe like those of people who made the world a little better place to live.

I wanna be remembered when I am gone for not just occupying a space in the human world but for making a difference into everyone I ever met

Mind is a temple of thousands thoughts and million stupid words to combine and make the slave body scribble it onto a piece of paper or into a mobile like how I did just now...

My brain seems to be over working this covid time.

Flooding my mind with all those thoughts and words that I am forced to scribble down on my Facebook wallpaper and my mini blog.. haha

-Thought Printed Into Words-

Dont complicate your life

Life is too short to bear stupid pains every time. If it hurts let it go, if it make you happy hold onto it. 

Never wait for someone who has already gone for your wait now can become a painfull and regretfull memory later.

When your senses will be back, dont regret for losing someone importance while you were busy holding onto the past..

It always better to quit early than get hangover later on... 

If things are going to end anyway, why bother to try to make it work when the future is crystal clear.

Our capacity to bear the pains can  be high but that doesn't mean we keep on getting hurt every time... 

Better to quit now than die every time slowly with each passing time. 

Life is too short to be sad, make the best use of it.  Be with people that gives you hope in life and makes you smile.

It's never too late to start a new world with happiness and nothing more, no more stupid regrets and no more stupid heartache... No more begging and no more waiting... 

If its meant to happen it will happen, you should  be busy making yourself happy rather than hoping for mericle to happem... 

              - Thought Printed Into Words-

You can do it Oh! Brave heart

Sometimes things can be so complicated,
Nothing seems to work to have happiness being replicated.
You feel like going far but cant, 
Feels like holding it near but no right.

Stuck between letting go and holding on.
Decision making power in life seems to be gone.
Either way the hurting is the ultimate truth.
Be it far from her or close to her breath.

Faith on fate seemed to be a pendulum,
Moving here and there until someone offers asylum.
Only time is the ultimate reality to check in,
Only true and courageous shall have a win.

Only a brave heart can bear such case,
Yet still be in pain and be at ease.
Laugh and smile of such brave heart,
Hides the sadness behind like a true art.

        - Thought Printed Into Words-

Survival of the fittest

Amazing were those days filled with ambitions and dreams,
Now life has become merely a survival of the fittest.

Nothing makes sense now, all are for themselves.
I am becoming someone I don't want to become.

Life has a funny way of telling us that it hates us,
I can see lots of people suffering while trying to make their life worth living.

Thousand thoughts and million ideas can't change the fact of life,
Fact that life is, life was and life will always be a battle to survive.

Survival instinct is what drives us into someone we are not.
Into someone whom we hate becoming.

Life and it's survival for the fittest can't be denied now nor in future.
All we need is a stupid ideology that we are surviving and thriving...

       - Thought Printed Into Words-

Appreciate yourself

Be happy with what you have today for tomorrow isn't promised to be there.

Be happy for today is all that matters and tomorrow is just an illusion which may or may not occur.

Do what you have to do today for you may miss the chance tomorrow.

Do what makes you happy, rest is just  secondary.

Share what you feel you must share when you have the time and energy to do so.

Laugh when you can and cry when you must for everyone is too busy fighting their own life challenges.

Be yourself and try to fit in, if you doesn't fit, maybe you are not meant for it. Just try somewhere else.

Life has never been easy for those who fought against it, just move with flow of it and try to make necessary changes.

Appreciate all the small things that gives you happiness today, for it may be the only things that ever made you smile in your past when you look back few years later.

Apologise when you are wrong, and fight back if you are right, these world is little messy and make it clear yourself.

Best of all, smile when you still have those yellow 32 teeth with you. For those teeth will be vacant few years down the lane... 😂😂😂

DO WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY, SOCIETY IS TOO DUMB TO NOTICE WHAT A PRECIOUS JEWEL YOU ARE.
  
     - Thought Printed Into Words -

 

Past still hovers around

Somewhere I found a glimpse of hope,
A hope of being into love again.
A hope which was not there seems to blossoms.
Blossoming into perfect little flower of love.

Blossoming with the passing of time.
Enriched with each passing time with you.
I found myself once again embracing that little flower.
With love of shower I kept it alive.

A winter thought still hovers over my mind,
A thought of dead flower that once blossomed into cruel world.
Crushed by the fake promises of strom.
With draught of love and care.

I am still holding those memories intact with me,
Memories that haunts me everytime I feel the love.
Love so beautiful yet processes a devasting power.
Power those inherited by the God's of destruction.
Power to annihilate the existence of someone's presence.

Annihilated into being a stranger again.
Those feelings, those memories still remains like a haunted dream.
A dream I am yet to wake myself from.

Every memories I create with you acts like dejavu.
Every moment with you remind me of her.
Your every words refreshes her once said words to me.
Your every promises overlaps the promises she once did to me.

A fate is all she ever believed in.
A fate that she accepted and became his wife.
A fate I am not sure exist in this 21st century.
This mere word fate irritates me beyond words to express.

I will lose you like I lost her for this fate.
Yet now I will accept this stupid fate.
I will go with its flow till the end of world.
I will give my full trust and faith to your believe.

Only time will tell if we are meant to be.
Only time will speak of how our paths go.
Only future will show how stupid or wise we were.
To depend fully upon this magical word fate.

         -Thought Printed Into Words-

***I will keep writing for the sake of my old hobby of maintaining diary.***

As the river flows below the bridge,
I am just watching it's flow.
Just like the flow of life's actions.
Moment once missed can't be brought back.

Every past deeds flows like a river through my memory bank.
Feels overwhelmed with its force of flow.
All I can capture is mere droplets of it to write onto paper.

Capturing even 5% of those memory flow,
Can make my little writing hobby incredible beyond its aprehensing capability.
How I try everyday to make my capturing power great and strong.

Eagerness to jot down every little things I go through,
Plays like a magic to make my writeup fun to read later in near future.
Those writeup serves as a diary I once use to write so dearly.
Sad it is to think about losing a favourite hobby you once had.

This new hobby to jot down, scribble down and save it onto miniblog is amazing as keeping a diary.

How I wish I never skipped writing my diary for now every diary serves me as a beautiful past and every minidetails flashbacks the incidences I was once onto...

Beauty of having an old diaries is like having a treasure box of beautiful sad and happy memories...

       -Thought Printed Into Words-

The beauty that I felt and saw

Sometimes it's not the color or the skin type that defines how someone looks beautiful. 

Sometimes the way they speak and they way they behave shows how beautiful they are in real life.

I found her to be beautiful beyond words could express and beyond beautiful word itself.

If beauty has a limit then I must say... her beauty breaks all bounds and all limits to be set.

No one is said to be more beautiful than Thik lay Choma but the combined outer and inner beauty of her can even surpass the beauty that of Godess Thik Lay Choma.

For me I believe her beauty is the ultimate beauty there is. 

If you have doubt, feel free to comment or message me, I will personally introduce her to you... 😂😂😂

- Thought printed into words

Never say:

Never say you can't do it, try it until u can't try it anymore. You may not win it now but u will get the experience of failure which will make you more strong to other small failures in life.

Never say yes if you have no plan to do it, for your answer today will lead to million sorry tomorrow.

Never be afraid to tell what you feel, for tomorrow isn't promised to come.

Never keep everything to yourself, speak up, cry out, shout, scribble, if possible make everything like it never occurred and it won't bother you again.

Never lose hope in yourself, no man has earned their life through sheer luck, but through hard ship and hard work. Always remember that there is sun behind a cloudy day and this cloudy day won't be lasting long. FIght till you see the glimpse of hope and keep feeding those little hope to make it big.

Never hurt anyone with your words nor with your actions, remember how you would feel if someone says or acts in a hateful way towards you.

Never regret about anything in life, some where in those moments, it gave you smile, gave you reason to look forward into future and gave you happiness and taught you about life.

Never keep your past near to you, keep it as far as possible and forget about it. In near future you will notice that it wasn't a good reason to shed tears or be sad about, it was just a little wisdom and little lessons of life.

Never say never to anything but remember when to put a limit. Sometimes those boundaries saves us lots of trouble in near future.

Never forget the lessons of life. Life is too short to learn those lessons again.

       -Thought printed into words-

When you call my name

I still wonder how beautiful a word can be,
When its spoken right out of your mouth.
Nothing feels the same to me,
Old age falls back into youth.

When you call my name out loud,
Million cells dances away with it's sound.
Nothing feels the same to me,
Sadness melts down into happiness.

When you call my name out loud,
Between thousand sounds around.
Nothing feels the same in me,
My whole body just melts down.

The way you call out my name,
No music seems to compete it.
No mood seem to conqure it's warmth.
And no one can stop me to fall for you.

Nothing seems more beautiful than my name,
When its spoken right out of your mouth.
Nothing feels the same. 
Nothing makes me happy like it.

I wish you always call my name,
Like a bee wanting for its honey,
I am here waiting for you to call me
Just once more to feel it's power.

Never judge others

No one is born perfect, we all are born with imperfections and that doesn't give us right to judge anyone. I am just writing so that we all could think and give second thought on our action before judging anyone... some of the few reason I found are stated below la:

1. We never know how hard it's for them to accept the judgemental comments we all pass over but I see no reason why we have to judge them about that fault. I am sure they know and they are fighting mentally to fix it.

2. We judge someone of working at a drayang with unimaginable slang words but have you ever wonder how much they wanted to ignore such works but still ends up doing it as they need to feed themselves and their loved ones.

3. Some people are already suffering in this life and judging them just adds fuel to their ongoing suffering. We never know how much our one word can hurt them. So please let's not judge them.

4. Some suffer from inferior feelings disorder, which makes them feel inferior to others and judging them can be disaster.

5. When we judge others, it doesn't define them but it defines our character.

6. When ever we see a fault in others, we should put ourself into their shoe and try to feel how you would feel if someone judges you for a fault which can be corrected with mutual talking.

7. We end up judging other so much that we lose our own value in the long run and we become someone whom we always hated to be. A person interfering into others business.

8. We judge someone of being poor, old fashion and old timer but have we ever wondered how tough their life maybe. Some people arnt lucky like us, they have to earn every bit of food they get on their plate.

9. Sometimes it better to be accept someoen the way they are then to judge and create disharmony in oneself.

10. Judging is a disease and it can be cured through constant reminding, reminding of how different we all are in terms of how we look, behave and look like.

11. Judging by the caste system is the worst judging I can see for we all are the product of God's wish and dreams. He created us all same and I see no reason how he is lower than you or how she is higher than you.

12. Judging someone based on gender isn't cool as what I can do, I am 100% sure she can do it. Telling someone you can't do it because it's meant for man or for woman only is a stupid reason to judge someone but it doesnt mean we need a steonh reason to judge. Judging someone for who they are is crime which can be punished by KARMA and FATE.

I hope some of this points might help us not to judge someone. Thank you...

Nature and Us

As I lay there watching the forest through bus window.
The beauty of nature is breath taking to watch.
Untouched forest seems to hold a deep secret.
A secret we all are yet to be introduced with.

Although it nearly end of winter,
All those trees still holds it's green color with golden floor.
Small oak trees growing beautifully along the road.
Witnessing millions pass by them day and night on road.

Every tree has seen the development at its door steps.
Cried in fear of getting executed like their family.
Some lost their love to this developments.
Some are far witnessing the destruction befallen upon their family.

Some are mere few meters tall.
Growing out into the world of uncertain.
Unknown about their fate at all.
Road widening leading to their destruction.

The secret of pain befallen upon those beauties.
Haa roads are loaded with fallen beauties.
Fallen for the developmental activities.
The widening of road for our sake.

I wonder if its worth the destruction.
I wonder if such destruction could be replaced.
I wonder if this will be the last destruction.
I wonder would this be enough to feed our greed.

Only time will tell how our developmental activity plan were,
Only time will tell how wrong or right we were.
Only time will tell if it was the best action.
Only time will tell was this the best solution.

Impermenance of life

As I lay there watching the beautiful sun set,
Its beauty injects happiness into my life.
Yet as the sun slowly loses its heats and sets.
The sun depicts the impermenance of life.

Sadly but nothing is permenant here.
No matter how rich you are,
No matter how intelligent you are, 
No matter how strong you are.

When the life roles it's dice.
Every thing must come to its ultimate sense of reality.
The ultimate sense of impermenance.
We all must obey whats coming with full mentality.

Appreciate what you have with your whole heart,
Share what you can with under privilege ones,
And most importantly learn to accept and forgive.
We may never know next birth or tomorrow will come first.

No matter how beautiful a setting of sun may be,
It remains only for mere minutes to spare.
Life is too short to waste on unhappy things.
Focus on good things and be good.

Mother

A word MOTHER itself gives us a glimpse of hope..
When nothing seems to work, a smile from mother works like magic.
Nothing is lost until mother can't find it in our home.
Your shadow may betray you but mother will never betray her children.

Your love and care for me surpasses the measuring units.
Your sacrifices surpasses the limit of sacrificing.
To bring a smile on your face even for few seconds,
I am willing to give up on my own life.

When no one stood beside me, I found you.
When no one cared to help me, I found you.
When no one believed in my stupid dream, I found you.
You told me that I can do anything in this world and I believe you.

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...

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...

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.