Amateur scribbles

You will never know how difficult is the work of the framers untill you get inside the field.  The golden paddy has been harvested and dried in the field . It was such a apprehensive moment for the farmers,  everyone knows that even a mild  drizzle of rain after the  harvest will bring a significant damage.  The grains in contact with rain will start germintaing . So by and large , it was Dave against the time. This back breaking work could have been much worst in the past when there were no roads and power tiller. atleast farm road on the edge of the field is minimizing our workload.  We have to just carry it till th road where it will loaded in the tractor. With no external labour hired our own family memeber had to consolidate our strength to complete the task before the dust. It was fun test to our muscles and good exercise.  With less experience in such work I was faced with funny tease from the cousin. It was such wonderful experience at the end of the day.  We made it

Beautiful slippery gourd garland. This vegetable is known as olachoto in our vernacular language,  it's direct translation means crow's beak. However many erroneously call it as crows beak, it's actual name is slippery gourd. This vines were growing vigorously untill drop in temperature all of sudden in the past few days has caused a significant damage. The commencement of  frosting,  kills the palnt very rapidly. Well, before the entire plants give in to the frost , it's wise to pluck the fruits for subsequent drying . Drying vegetable is the most reliable method to store vegetable for off-season.  It's an age-old tradition which is more prominent in drying chilli and turnip leaves   called as `lom`. My whole day business , taking down the vines to collect the fruits for drying.

pic: Google. Wake-up call plays with a country song, Pressed the snooz and got back to sleep. Few minutes of silence until  Donwillaims, Strum the strings,singing whiskey lullaby.  The golden rays of the sun hits the curtain, I brushed it apart to let the warmth come in. The winter has put up in my room late-night. It's cold , i strectched and sliced the chilled air. Through the glass of my room window , Saw the glimpse of the first snow on the peaks. Amongst the fringes of the dancing willow, Flocks of sparrows perched and sings. Onto the screen in the phone over the pillow. My crush greets the day with hugs of smiles.

The sight of so many vendor , sitting alongside the pavement in the heart of Thimphu town is very unpleasant.  In the first place they are blocking the way thereby creating congestion and overcrowding the path. Given , the pathway thronged with so many peiple all the time , there presence make it worse. It's not a pleasant scene , where vendors and people all crowded in one area. The condition is depicting the same scenario  of some Indian bazar where human ,animals and cars all occupy the same space. Selling produces on a walking way is not proper if we look form the health angle This path way is used non stop, dust and pullution can easily fall on the things displayedon the floor.Allowing such practise also creates environment issues, since plastic and unwanted debris makes the surrounding dirty.  For instance,  the gullies in between the building are filled with vegetables debris and plastics , blocking the drainage which eventually sends reek of bad smell right in the town.

Travelling to Thimphu by a cab. Taxi terminal has so many number of taxis, which exceed the number of commuter by far.  Over the past years the number of taxi has  increased by an alarming figure. The taxi driver has faced the problem of severe competition . In the face of a big competition for the passenger , the are often compelled to travel on reduced fee. For instance,  usually it cost Nu. 200 to ply bewtween Thimphu and paro,  but they travel at 150 when there are huge number of taxis. Recently the increased number of an Indian cars plying in Bhutan has come as a very serious threat to the local taxi operator. Paro alone has seen a staggering number of Indian cars ,plying to and fro , touring with passengers.  Allowing such movement of forgein cars can seriously hamper the local taxi business. Increase in the number of foregin cars also have an  adverse affect on the environment and surrounding.  Given this , we are really in need for an implementation of policy to regulate t

What peculiar thing you notice about this tree?  This tree has five heads on a single trunk. It's is very rare for a tree to have five heads. Well, there may be trees with five branches but it is not the same as this one. There is an age-old believe that such tree are the tree of God's. It's significance and sacredness has been put into the lyrics in our flok songs. People also believe that this tree can fulfil our dreams and aspirations. Since I have lots of dreams , i am thinking of asking her to grant my wishes too. If you are also interested in seeing this tree, you can visit lango school. The tree grows right afront the principal quarter. The tree being a cypress , has added to its spiritual value and sacredness. However , this tree is not as popular as you are expecting it to be. I have discovered it myself just recently. I am not sure if people are even aware of its presence or perhaps devoid of its spiritual significance, but I haven't heard a word about t

What do you interpret from this picture. It was drawn by my little brother on the wall near the door.He elucidateds that it was drawn to show the parents, where he has hidden the key.  Usually when we go out , we use to hide the key in the electric meter box which stands right above the door . However,  on that particular day he explained that he noticed some peoplewho actually saw him while taking out the key. So after his lunch , he changed the hiding palce and placed it inside a small jug. He could not remember the spelling of a key so drew a picture of key and then a jug, which he wrote beneath as Juk. .Haha it was very wise idea of him to put his concern and alertness into picture. .

This is the tiny flicker of flame from the butter lamp. It's always overwheming to enjoy the beauty of the flame in the pitch darkness, for this very reason I prefer sleeping in the altar room. What is more splendid is when the faces of the little satute illuminated under the low light of the lamp.Such sight is soothing and ease the mind from all negative defilement,  stress and invigorate our mental strength. As I keep watching the flame gradually dance in an elegant move. As it shake and flicker , the whole night is enchanted by her graceful dance. What assit her dance is the song playing from my phone. Sweeter the lyrics appear , better her dance assumed. What I regret is the moths who are staring from outside seeking every chance to arrest her attention. Perhaps i am  cruel because I have shielded the lamp in a glass case to debar the moths from assaluting her beauty.  Well, it should be a good cruelty becasue I don't want those innocent lovestircken flies to burn t

ICARIUS fell in love with the sun, But she burnt his wings and waxes. Only because he flew closer to her. Moths got enticed with the flame, But she burn his wings and his love . Only because he got closer to her. Fish got allured by the bait , but hook tear his flesh and his love, Only because he got closer to it. Elephant is enthralled by the cool mud, But the mud traps and kills him slow. Only because he got closer  to it.

I wonder if someone could exactly put the feeling of unrequited love into a lines. Experience of such unsuccessful love story where either man declined to accept a woman or vice versa is long-lasting.   I got my first rejection from my first crush.Back then I was young boy with almost immature heart. What we must know is that love doesn't have age,  feelings and emotions can develop at any age , however my case It was beyond the bearing capacity of my heart.  It was a  painful moment to get rejected. Nonetheless , the world doesn't end there, we begin to heal and move forward. The hangover of such feelings might longer  for longer days if we do not try to get rid of the attachment. Being unable to reduce an attachment can make the things worse. You succumb to illness called as lovesick. Such sickness are weired and often self_damaging.  It can gradually deprive  our strength and energy. Getting rid of love and attachment in  view to get rid of the pain of rejection  is diffic

The place was at decehnphu. I have nrver even dreamt that the day would have such a tremendous impact on my life. The single incident just  turned the tide which was restrained within me . Let me not bit around the bush,  point is I had a cross. I crossed with my intimate  highschool friend. That was just a coincidence but listen Its something more than just a cross. The friend of mine got some company, two girls.   It was that moment which knitted a new episode in my life story. By nature I am not a quick person but listen I got her number quicker than I anticipated. Again it is nothing surprising because you know I have  put my friend into use. Well,what is the use of having the contact,  when I lacked the stomach to call. Few days I scrolled her contact and did not diall,  very effortless. I typed her number and then erased it altogether, I did that many times. Atlast , I besought the help of my friend again. It eased my situation. He has done the introduction,  rest was  my jo

From behind the hill, She brush aside her hair and peek. In the dark velvet of sky, Million diamonds of stars are sprayed. From the endless flow of the  river, Chilling breeze is blowing. On atop the distant mountains , Poles of flags are fluttering. On the temple perched afar, Resounds a bell of sanctity. Amid the bed of lonsomeness, I lull my heart in solitude.

Pic source.google From behind the hill, She brush aside her hair and peek. In the dark velvet of sky, Million diamonds of stars are sprayed. From the endless flow of the  river, Chilling breeze is blowing. On atop the distant mountains , Poles of flags are fluttering. On the temple perched afar, Resounds a bell of sanctity. Amid the bed of lonsomeness, I lull my heart in solitude.

I am overwhelmed to be able to capture this absolutely stunning moon in real time. I am seeing this happening for the first time . The lovely moon peeking from behind the hill overlooking the Thimphi city. The glimmer of small lights below is the panoramic view of the city.

Tsheiring made with a fatal accident.  The taxi she was ferrying collided with a truck and was crushed flat.  Other passgengers did not make alive ,she somehow survived but sustained critical injuries. Bloods splashed the accident spot, she bleeded heavily too. All she could recall was the fleeting scene of the truck speeding inbound out of control. The driver slammed the brake but it was too late.The passing vehicles pulled over to help the victims. Tshering was  rushed to the hospital. Her body looked fine except for the deep gash on the forehead that opened blood like a river. She was layed on the stretcher and rolled into an emergency chamber. In the reception counter the officials and doctors  gathered for a  brief discussion.  Shortly, the  man who brought her to the hospital was called in. They explained him that she needed an immediate surgery as her internal organs were significantly damaged . Her internal bleeding had to be stop by anymeans . Quickly a bill amounting to a

I can imagine the conditon of the people in Thailand after the demise of their beloved king.  It was even shared in the face book the images of people breaking down over the tragic news. My hearts also goes to the peeople on Thailand. May He have the quick rebirth and as a another legendary dharmic king.Our king and the entire nation also stand in solidarity;equally sharing your pain and grief.  The nation declared October we as holiday to provide time to the people in visiting temples and light butterlamps for the passing away of the king of Thailand. Well, looking at the height of the pain and sadness in the hearts of Thai people , we can also reflect how profound and genuine is their love for their Majesty. Every heart bleeds sewing the years in their eyes. It tells the world what kind of king he was to the country.  His reign has really moved the hearts of his people and nation.  Bhutan also share lot similarities as in the government sysytem and religion.By and large both th

My heart is burning, I know you won't feel the heat, Because it's burning cold. My heart is weeping, I know you won't hear my cry, Because I am weeping silence. My eyes are loosing tears , I know you won't see it, Because I am giving in quiet. My arms are stripped bare, I know you won't see it, Because I am holding onto loneliness. My hands are writing poems, I know you won't read it, Because I am writing blank. I am singing songs, I know you won't heart it, Because my lyrics are same and old.

You are in a long queue. Waiting turn for the prostation. It's inside the temple, Altar is packed with people. You need to remove your shoes, Reek of socks fills the air. Worst is yet to come, You entered the room with torn socks.