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The Begging

Don’t you think we are all beggars in some way?  Physically or professionally we might not act like the one at street and that is perhaps because we are more fortunate? Most of the begging comes in times of desperation.As a little kid, we beg our parents not to beat us, to play around with dirt, not to send us to school. As a young school going children, we beg teachers not to fail us, we beg for extra marks; as a young teenager, we become the victim of love or infatuation and we do hell lot of begging for acceptance and understanding. In time of loneliness, we beg for company. We spent lot of our time nearthe alter begging pardon for all the sins we committed, even with the knowledge that all it take is but concrete actions to reap concrete results.Even more ironic is when we remember and beg Koenchog Sum (Tripple Gem) only during the time of crisis, danger and desperate. (Which I do often…. L..)
There was time when I thought that people really change once they get chair (I mean when …

The Electrification Work

So the date line is extended yet again? Last time it was 17th December coinciding with the national day which was extended to March month. Now it is extended to sometime in the month of May. The rural electrification of Serthi and Lauri geog, my humble place is delayed again, thus extending the lives of the community in the hellish darkness for another couple of months. How much people over there will wait? What is going wrong any way?
Already the people have suffered much and I am certain that now even the eagerness, the joy they had once about embracing and welcoming the new world, the joy that their place would now be lighted even during the day must be vanishing. The ease of their life about not having to use the black oven, about not having to collect firewood in stock for all seasons must be getting simmered with such sad news. Perhaps they are now really fed up and frustrated with the false promises.
Yes there are so many problems especially in the part of areas like ours. We ha…

The Liebster Nomination

First of all, I would like to apologize my friend Sonam Tenzin for being so late to response, for not being able to appreciate you kind nomination and recognition as a fellow blogger. I really don’t know what I have been doing all these time; something has always kept me engaged. There are always excuses you know, once you enter that web of mundane world of work. But better late than never, I have always kept in mind to share the happiness about what it means to me as a humble one among so many other good bloggers. Such is another form of inspiration, another platform to know each other, learn each other and keep in touch and remind ourselves that there are someone at back who feels the same. Thank you Sonam for lifting me up to be with the community I love and treasure.
Who inspired you to blog?
I don’t really know what and who exactly inspired me to blog; when I entered college life, there was so many incidents both good and bad which I wanted to cherish and remember throughout my lif…

Moments with Mom

Spending time with your parents, with your family is most wonderful, complete and satisfying one we could ever have. Even if we have nothing, to hear evergreen kind and cheerful word from your mom, irrespective of her mood is the most pleasing and pleasant thing that makes us feel safe and sound. There is only love and kindness and no such thing as hatred in the eyes of a mom. And it is so inspiring to hear all that impossible ones made possible from your masculine dad.
It has been almost a month now that I have my mom staying with me. Because of the odd timing of my work, I mostly miss the time to spend with her, but every evening after the work, sitting near her, near the electric heater makes me feel safe, and forget all the worries; it gives me enough hope and energy to try even harder to get through the hurdles of a day. The terrace of wrinkles on her face makes me think of the difficulties she had to face to bring five of us in the lime light of this world and how much early she …