10 September, 2014

You & I are no less

Look, other side of the river fertile, Close up, you see sterile. Around, the people are happy, Dig inwards, you are sappy. Look, other side of land greener, Close up, you find wintry dry. Neighbors, they’re affluent, Introspect, you aren’t less opulent. Source: Google  Look, other side of the valley tempting, Close up, it’s a...
Posted on Wednesday, September 10, 2014 | Categories:

04 September, 2014

Add Reading Habit

Ask me if I’m a reader? I wouldn’t hesitate to answer, a big ‘NO’. As a student I have never read by interest, few that I read was for book reviews that I am required for internal assessment in class. Reading books weren’t chapter in the book of my learning. If I scored well in subjects, I am done. I am intelligent. I am brilliant. This is what I...
Posted on Thursday, September 04, 2014 | Categories:

01 September, 2014

Peeking through the myopic lens of two years’ experience

It’s a weekend, rejuvenating myself, I stood on the hill of Changangkha overlooking scenic beauty of Thimphu City with my myopic lens to peek through my barely two years’ experience into the world of reality. Until two years ago, I was just harboring on hopes and expectations of my life. After studying four years to obtain UG tag, I thought world...
Posted on Monday, September 01, 2014 | Categories:

25 August, 2014

The Last Song by Nicholas Sparks

My eyes welled up, tears rolled down the cheeks, I was lying on bed flipping through the last few pages of the novel when the story is at its climax. My eyes couldn’t hold tears. I let it flow. Until this, I haven’t realized how emotional I am. How easily I could break down. As Nicholas Sparks took me through the height of his novel, each line is a...
Posted on Monday, August 25, 2014 | Categories:

19 August, 2014

Agay (old man) who hands us chocolate every morning

Barely a mile from my office, around the basement of Changkha Lhakhang(temple) lays apartment where I stay. The place is fairly quiet unlike near Flyover Bridge where I used to stay before which was full of commotion; vehicular honks could impose dreams to awake at the pitch night when many are enjoying a sound sleep. As young as four in the morning...
Posted on Tuesday, August 19, 2014 | Categories:
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