tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933010471349620992024-02-20T20:05:29.173+06:00Inner World - Leki WangmoMy gratitude -
To the creator of this world, i cordially “thank you”.
To my parents, I personally “thank you”.
To the Kingdom of Bhutan- I feel people are luckiest to have still the reigning kingship.
To my inspirer- without your inspiring words and if hadn’t you be ushered, I would have never started writing. Thus I owe you.
To the readers- the words are spilled out from an inexpert person. So, there are countless mistakes, grammatically and etc... Please bear with me.
KA-DRIN-CHE
My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-9704828985605954772020-03-10T17:24:00.000+06:002020-03-11T16:40:45.020+06:00Flying Dream<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
😇 ༼ཟླ་དང་པའི་ཚེས་གཅིག༽<br />
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As per Buddhist astrology book (Datho) every Thursday ༼པ་སངས༽is considered a good day for me and for all people age of mine. Coinciding with dated 10th of First Month ༼འབྲུག་ཟླ་དང་པ༽ the day was (Thursday = ༼པ་སངས༽) which i believed as a good day to start a new work. I sincerely felt, it was blessing and a graceful day to start sowing of untouchable and unseen seed in me. I always pray all wishes be fulfilled<br />
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DREAM IN THE FIRST SCENE;<br />
Sun has already set off, blanketed in night fall. I and my better half was going upward. On the way up, we met hermits (Tshampas) coming downward in hasty. Didn't have a time to greet each other. They doddered down, saying "we are in hurry, go safe". I couldn't even recognized their face, who they are? We stopped, looked at them, wondered where they were going at this old age. No young people were accompanied to help them in need. They walked a far and submerged into the thick forest. We could not see them no more. My husband and I move towards hillside. we walked in silent. After half an hour kilometer walked, someone called by my name. The voice seemed familiar. I walked little farther and the people who called were my far cousin sisters. They were Ana Yangki and Ana Kinzang. We exchanged conversation for five minutes and started our journey way up.<br />
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DREAM IN THE SECOND SCENE;<br />
While, we reached a place at less dense forest but engulfed with beautiful wild strawberries. My husband picked strawberries and put them in white plastic bag. He collected half of the plastic. He threw plastic bag at me and dropped it down before i could caught it. Half of the strawberries gone smashed. Despite strawberries became juicy, i took up and carried in my right hand. By the time, we reached to a small river bed which made a small pond. The pond was surrounded by strawberries. While crossing the pond to pick them, i found human's feces. So, I stopped him from picking.<br />
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Dream has no particular destined, so like our real mind flies and floats over like a eagle hovers in the air.<br />
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DREAM IN THE THIRD SCENE;<br />
I found my husband and me reached at top. When i looked down from top, the ladder seems it may measured fifty meter. In real, i get afraid of using ladder. It was quite scary for me i dream too. There at the top, there were a few women sitting in line. One of the woman was young and beautiful. Out of nowhere, i saw my elder son besides his father. The beautiful woman gave me (Sungma) which buddhist believes, a protection from any evil harms. Neither i step down from the very ladder or gone somewhere. My dream ended and i was awaken from the sleep as the daybreak of the very day - (<span style="text-align: left;">ཟླ་དང་པའི་ཚེས་༡)</span> </div>
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My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com0Bhutan27.514162 90.43360125.711138 87.85181399999999 29.317186 93.015388tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-31386771278892371942014-06-16T15:41:00.001+06:002014-06-16T16:04:10.880+06:00this summer time<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The winter desert has bidden adieu,
welcoming the summer rain. In this summer time, a field covered in green grass,
the flowering peach trees, adorning the winter wither scenery into the blooming
one. Together with returning of the summer it brings a smile on the face of far-flung
farmers who are completely depends on agriculture. But, today by this summer
afternoon, has made my mood gloomy like the cloudy weather in the out. Not only
me, may be someone from somewhere at the corner may be feeling gloomy. I do not
know who but someone unknown or unseen as all the beings in this world have a seed
of Buddha’s mind. I thought a reason for feeling sad deeply inside me may be
because of the outer weather. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">In time, one of my friends came to me.
Looking at her eyes I knew she was feeling drowsy too. She asked me to go with
her at Canteen for a tea. I agreed immediately as I too was badly in need of a cup
of tea that could draw my attention from the sadness. More than half an hour we
spared our time for tea and there we had an informative talk. Our talk was
nothing especial than of a movement of life. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">After having a cup of tea we were again
diverted to our work. In repose, I leaned back in my armchair, giving a though
of what my friend has just shared with me a moment ago. “Are you happy”, she asked.
To this question, I simply answered “my mind fluctuates with the situations”,
which means my answer clearly proves that I fail to be the custodian of my own
mind although I should be. There are all kinds of thoughts running through my
mind like seasonal varies, and wondering why I’m failure in subduing those
unwanted thoughts and why I’m unable to think meaningful thoughts. Time and
again I reiterate the same questions and I could not squish as I fall to commit
the same mistakes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">I looked out through the window which
gives me a way to have a glimpse at outside. Seeing rushing vehicles and people
who were strolling along the road, it flashback me of the time when I was, with
perspiration, stroll around the capital, in search of a job. Amongst those
walking people, there must be as many as students who are seeking for a job, weighing
down by tension, thinking they may not get even shortlisted, despite, being
recruited. How terrible state of mind that must be, having no host who would
offer a cup of tea in depressing situation. This thought of mine has abate my
current sadness. Whether, we are in sadness or happiness, I think it is the
best remedies to recollect of other's suffer that you have witnessed and do away
with your present dingy thoughts. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The above mention words may not find
base on rational. I just wrote this especially to keep myself engage in writing
something that would abate the emotion boils inside me. None of the souls have put
me into the realm where I would be sad and droop. Life I have learned through
experience and the people, whom I have encountered with, have taught me in many
ways, yet there is a lot more to be learned of life. </span></div>
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My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-18498448048274942912014-05-14T12:22:00.001+06:002014-05-14T16:28:03.462+06:00A story to be shared <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">My son did not nag me for night
feeding. He was in sound sleep. And the city dogs that used to bark throughout
the night have made peaceful night for sleep. There was nothing disturbance that
could provoke my sleep. Yet, my thought kept me awake. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">This silent night facilitated
me of introspection of life. Every life has a history to be told, a diverse
story. As we live alive we are encountering a people who are thawing with
different crises. I mean to say I too have a story that I really wanted to
share with you all my readers. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Two days before, a lass came to me asking help to fill her form. In the time I was busy with some
official work. Looking at her innocent face I could not ignore her from
helping. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Madam, there is a vacancy and I am seeking for that job, help me to fill this form”. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I did not know what
the form could be. I asked her, what form is it?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"> "I have no idea what form it
is", She said. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I received the form and read it. It was RCSC employment Form. "What position are you applying for?" I asked. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">"I am applying for a sweeper". she
said hesitantly. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Noticing shyness on her face I did not enquire more. When I
was about to finished filling the form she started narrating her life story that
happened recently and the reason why she was made to seek a job for a sweeper.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Her story starts here; leaving
all the relatives and village behind, I married to him. I gave him full trust. To
be a faithful wife was only the words I had in my mind. He was a nice and loving
husband. His parents did well to me. I was glad and thanked God for blessing me
of a wonderful environment. I was fully depending on him as I being a daughter
of farmer and having no education. I was just a housewife. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">A year later I gave
a birth to his child and I become no more juvenile. Now I’m called a mother. The
pattern of my life twisted when my child’s age turned a year old. I have seen
others women suffering from betray but I never thought such life would befall on
me. Perhaps this is called what fate is; </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">My husband started ignoring home.
He comes home fully drunk. I was wondering what was happening to him. It was
fruitless to tell him not to drink. One day he came home with a lady. Having no
idea who she was, I offered her all the hospitality I could do. Being a
faithful spouse, will anyone able to stand still if your wife or husband
reveals the truth that you have no clue of? I was broken down when my husband
narrated about a new lady of him. The news killed my trust and felt like I was a
fish in the dry land. They were like a king and queen at home. Nothing I could
share my painful feelings at that moment. Only I could do was weeping for my
fate and vanishing from his life. If he was a humble and trusted husband he
would have never thought of doing such bitter crime for someone who loves him
dearly. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Now, I have no job in hand to run
the daily meals. When my child will be grown up she will get spoiled if I get
spoiled just now coz of my husband. To build my child’s life stable I must be
stabled. To nurture my child I’m seeking a job thinking I would earn a little.
With that little money I will have to buy rice and vegetables to keep away my child
from hunger and to buy blanket to keep away from cooler. Luxuries I don’t have
and I will never wish hereafter if I will be blessed with only a necessary needed
things. My only reason for living is for my child. Her wither face, dripping with tear-drop, she ended the story. She was given a legally divorce. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">What will you do if you were in
her situation? Deliberately her husband had deleted her name from his life. By brute
force she had to go out of home. There was no home waiting for her. Moreover she
has no job for surviving. Who will do favor at instant to her? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I was taken aback hearing such a
bitter story. Nevertheless, this heart crying story which made me move to yesterday’s
memories was not a new story as i have heard before. There are many such stories happening around having different problems depending on a situations. </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Perhaps, with me many of you may be wondering
why such problem have to be arisen more. And we have no answer to this because
we cannot predict the future and the same problem may befall on us. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Listening to this melancholy
story what I could do was only to wish "sun shines on her way and make her life evergreen. </span></div>
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My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-17841747879619336132014-02-19T15:24:00.000+06:002014-04-10T16:01:57.526+06:00A hope....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Out In the cold we expect sun to be shown to make our body comfort
by warmer rays. Out In the scorching sun what we expect Is nature air to be
blown and feel cool ourselves. Expectation is one of those elements born in us
when someone promises to do an altruistic thing. Like the same way what all the
mothers have been expecting was one of the pledges made by our Honorable New
Government (PDP); the pledges that suppose to be made was to extend maternity
leave by adding three more months over the preceded maternity Leave. This talk
became hot news in the city and it blooms an every women’s heart. Women’s
expectations were high then. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">In time I was in maternity leave. Three months maternity
leave was left only a few days to complete and there was no talk of
implementing the nine months maternity leave which actually was to be made.
This dormant has dragged me in worry thinking that how I will be able to leave
my three months old child at home for the first time. Like me, the same worry
would have been prevailed in the entire mothers mind. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> According to the
Hospital, mothers are being counseled or instructed that mothers must feed the
child only mother’s milk for six months. To make up the nurses advises, as a
mother, to fulfill the mother’s responsibilities and to follow the Hospital’s
Instructions. Every day at sharp noon I
leave office for home to be feed my son who is just a few months old</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I catch Taxi which cost me Nultrum eighty to hundred that is just for one way – from office to home. It takes me a few minutes to reach
home. According to Government timing schedule, feeding timing is at sharp 12 to
2pm. I divide the time; half an hour for my son and another half an hour
for coming back to office. From home I walk down at Changjiji bridge to catch
Taxi till town. From town I walk to office. People like us; to live in city, it is very difficult to afford daily expenses.
Many a times many of us are in depress because of the word so called –
insufficient. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I could go day feeding for four months. since the distance and financial matters i stopped going feeding and i reach home when the dusk is falling. By
the time I reach home my son would be crying for milk.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Nevertheless, keeping
all the individual problem aside, as a citizen and a civil servant, our
concern and promise is to serve our country with transparent and genuine. My
only hope is if our Government could implement the aforementioned pledge for
six months if not nine months. If implemented, all the infant of the parents would be grateful. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Life has many things that has to be scarifies and has many
things that has to be done. </span></div>
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My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-55290550747139743042013-03-28T22:09:00.004+06:002013-03-29T15:18:45.367+06:00Expectation brings unhappiness <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>When you’re in a womb,<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Mother takes extra care of herself i</b><b>s only because of you;
gives you warm, thinks of your well being inside, s</b><b>he feels every bit of your
moments, Gets pain by your kick, </b><b>feeds you her body’s
nutrition and become herself so pale and weak. </b><b>Bear the pain of labor pain
more than an hour to let you out in this world. </b><b>When you’re out; it is both
parent who suffer in making you a good human being;</b><b>They watch you crawl, walk
and then enroll to school, gives you basic things and education.</b></div>
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<b>In those span till you
stand yourself; certainly they suffer a lot; perspiration, worries, agony, <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Difficulties, starvation and
tears are elements they carry in making you an adult boy or a girl. <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>By the time you have job on
your hand, parents become old; body wraps with wrinkles, cover with tinny bone
and thin skin. In this situation they dearly need your love and care, they
expect <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>More from you as you’re
their blood son and daughter. But, instead of caring your age old parent you
give more concern on your work and own family, then heartlessly turn down old
ages expectation they have expected till date; you shatter their expectation,
hopes, trust, and affection putting them in despair and vain. You have no time
for them. It’s an inevitable all of us to face the old age suffer anyhow. Seeing
all these reality it is better not to build extreme expectation. When it is not
fulfilled it is only a cause of sadness and anguish. Still then to play a role
of parents is paramount, but, without much expectation in return, I feel. <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>A person comes in your life
as a sole mate, d</b><b>istinguishes as husband and
wife in the eyes of society. Y</b><b>ou love him or her, have
believe, trust and take promise of living together forever.</b></div>
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<b>Each one has a high
expectation of “love, care, concern, to lead a happy family, s</b><b>ome even have more
expectation of wealth and to live together forever”. </b><b>When we are in love we
usually forget about unforeseen future; </b><b>We never expect to face
with betray, hate, humiliation, loneliness, suffers of agony and sadness. </b><b>We become dump to words, deaf
to sound and blind for love. We do everything for love! </b><b>Each other love crazily,
perhaps, lasting for a month, a year or a few years.</b></div>
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<b>Then a few years later, if your highly desired expectation is not fulfilled by your spouse or if something may
intrudes that unable to comprehend, it holocaust peaceful relationship by then. Everything you have will become nothingness; you are betrayed, the trust you
build will collapse,<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>Your expectation is in
vain. But if your love is pure for what he/she is, not for wealth, instead of
thinking for taking revenge you should be able to sit and bear seeing him going
with others or alone happily. Live for his/her happiness and think fate leads
you where you are. It is better for us not to have much expectation, still then
to love every living soul is paramount. <o:p></o:p></b></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<b><br /></b></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<b>Family, friends and society-<o:p></o:p></b></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<b>We think family is
everything for us, and friends for share our feelings, s</b><b>ociety is our audience who
sees what we do and renders gossip of our deed. </b><b>However, we trust them and
feel they are our own. </b><b>If you’re in jeopardy and
need of families support, friends help and societies eyes of truth. </b><b>You expect a lot and ask their
hand for help. But, when they turn you down, you become a loner in this world;
you have no wealth to grasps their support even if your heart says you are
morally right. Truth sometimes does not work with human if one is accustomed to
materials things.</b></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<b>Nevertheless, love them
with not much expectation in return. </b><b>Forget what they think of
you though it may be difficult to do so. </b><b>As per as you have the
wealth of true heart, no matter what blocks your way, w</b><b>alk and face without harming
others. Move ahead with truth,</b></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<b>Later, you will feel the
happiness of being trued.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<b>And will come to know who really
you are.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<b>These are not advice I’m compelling
to do you all,<o:p></o:p></b></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<b> But sharing an emotional experienced by a lay
person. </b><o:p></o:p></div>
</div>
</div>
My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-30142553045479686442013-03-20T15:50:00.000+06:002013-03-28T22:03:37.594+06:00March 15, 2013<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A surprise Birthday cake </td></tr>
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<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;">The
day I joined to college I have seen how birthday was being celebrated. My class mates
often made teachers emotional by organizing a surprise birthday. And a few of my
colleagues celebrated their birthday in the classroom. It was actually a happy
moment to see their cheerful faces. I only had to contribute the amount that was being asked. No worries for buying a gift I got to take as everything was done
by my class mates who had better experience. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Twice
I was invited for friend’s Birth-day which I had to buy a gift myself. If I
would have gone with empty handed I would have embarrassed, making peculiar myself
when others were presenting their gifts to the Birthday girl. Bewildered what
kind of gift my Birthday friend would like? I went to gift shop with my group
friends. When they were busy selecting gift, I stood like a fool who do not
know at which direction to turn and move on. There were various and elegant gifts
kept on a shelf with price tag on each packet, expensive and cheap ones. Lastly,
I selected a mug thinking it can be usable for drinking though it last no
longer and easily breakable. To take a gift has become necessary for a birthday,
to bring smiles on birthday girl or a boy’s face, seeing the gift. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;">A
few of my friends kept on asking me, when was my birthday? My reply to them was
simple “I do not have Birth-date”. Don’t u have parent or are you not come from
a mother’s womb? They questioned me. “Yes I do have parents”, I said. I become
nostalgia when ever someone throws, especially this question. When I was in
High school, in winter vacation, I once asked my mother to tell me the exact
Birth date of mine. She was unable to answer it. She might have thought that I would
be sad as she could not remember the date being a mother. I could see her face
turn in sad mood and her voice tone changed so soft. “Since I gave a birth to
fourteen children I could not remember all of your Birth date” she said. I immediately
comforted her saying it was not a big deal, I simply asked if you could
remember. It’s okay mother. Since then as I did not know my accurate birth date,
who ever ask my birthday, I reply them that I do not have “Birth date”. I do
not blame my parents for not remembering; instead I’m happy that I do not have
to celebrate a birthday, spending luxuries. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Never
had I envied when I see others celebrating a birthday. In my village, none of
the child would have experienced the celebration or hear the term “birthday
celebration”. They are happy if their
stomach is filled enough to survive for a day. Rather I felt it was better not
to remember birth date, in the town where modern style of life is more in
centered. However, with no expectation my friends had overwhelmed me, putting
me in modern life of celebration which I never had experience through out my
life till date. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;"> March
15, 2013, was a conjured day; a miracle and a memorable day! The sun and moon
has never taken a partiality, it has been glittering, giving a brightness and
live to living things. Now the turn has come to me, the day I had never
expected someone would do a surprise thing to me. I heard a knock at the door,
when I opened; it was my friends with a cake, singing a birthday song “HAPPY
BIRTHDAY TO YOU”. I did not know what to do? I was assured it wasn't my
birthday celebration since they already knew I do not have B-date. With astonished
I asked who’s this is for. “It’s your Birthday, from today onward March 15<sup>th</sup>
is your B-day”. Sooner I spoke a phrase “I have no words”, my tears rolled down. </span><span style="font-size: large;">It was not that I have no words but my rattle throat blocked to voice my words. </span><span style="font-size: large;">My friends joined with me in shedding their tears too. I could feel how is like
giving a surprise to anyone. </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;">For fixing a surprise, bringing cheerful to my face and fulfilling my never wished Birthday; I
wholeheartedly thanked my friends who have made the day special to me! </span></div>
</div>
My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-85304883629416386652013-01-20T00:04:00.001+06:002013-01-20T21:23:05.899+06:00Was I really missing the Snow Fall<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Image from Facebook</td></tr>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;">As-usual, it was holiday for
Third Saturday of this month. The time was half-passed Ten when my mobile rang;
I was in the bathroom, washing cloths. The moment I heard the ring tone, I drove
the cloths and rushed in my bed room to receive the call. It was my friend. She
and her friend, they were going out for visiting some places in Bangalore. As I
stay alone, she thought I would be feeling lonely. She asked me to accompany
them. I convinced her saying I will go next time. Indeed, she was right that I
was feeling lonely. Whenever I feel lonely, I better chose to stay at home. They
were gone. I got back to my work. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;">The next, I browse net for
searching materials for psychology project work. In the mean time, I prepared breakfast. My breakfast
was Pazta-Thukpa. While I was having Thukpa, like everyone, I just flipped into
Facebook- so-called Social-Net-Working. As soon as the page displayed, it gave
me cherishing news-‘Snow Fall in Thimphu’. Friends had unloaded the news with
freezing picture. The picture has moved me into imagination, dragging me
back in Bhutan. I remembered the happy moment I had in Bhutan. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;">For Three years,
to live out of own country is actually hardest thing I feel sometimes. Perhaps,
people may like travelling around the world. But, their ultimate wish would be, to live
and die in their own Country with peace and happy- ‘we in Bhutan’. I wished I was
there in Bhutan, in the time of snow fall, to enjoy with my dear ones and…I
missed the Snow-Fall. </span></div>
</div>
My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-59577765006446468262013-01-18T22:50:00.000+06:002013-01-18T22:55:25.396+06:00I<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;">I want to go somewhere,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">a place where there is,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">no attachment for environment.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">I want to go somewhere,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">where there is no nature,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">of born and die.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">I want to go somewhere,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">where there is no,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">sad and happy existed.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">I want to go somewhere,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">where i do not fall to be,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">an 'object'-'source of suffer'.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">I want to go somewhere,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">a place where there is no 'I'. </span></div>
My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-74036902678732179922013-01-15T22:27:00.002+06:002013-01-15T23:53:23.289+06:00I call I'm a sinner <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Today, In this night I felt a spasm of sadness,</span><br />
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">My brain squeezed with words,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Heart
spoke for bitterness,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">And
two hands clenched to type the words<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Here
it goes…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Our
tiny body carries emotions-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">The
pain, suffer, happiness and sorrow,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Which
neither can be seen nor grasp it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Our
body is made up of blood, flesh and bones,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">And
also runs the same impulsive in all souls.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">If
these emotions can be seen like a rainbow,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">One
could identify a hue of emotions,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">To
see if one is in sad or joy mood. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">But
we observe them by their physical gesture,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">And
fails to feel what other really feels. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Many
say you’re bold;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">It
is certain that I too act boldly,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">No
one asked me to be bold in the beginning,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Both
my parents are farmer and <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">They
are illiterates to write to me ‘be bold’,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">But
I was make sure not to steal and lie <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">From
the day I sense I’m human. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Half
of my life is passed, and<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Half
unforeseen life has to crawl through.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">In
the day to till today-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">I
walked through rough road;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">I
felt a victim of betray and neglect,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">I
listened to a song of sorrows and <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Wrote
a few verses of, my own, in my diary.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">As
a medicine I drunk alcohol to quench <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">My
pain, bitterness and suffer, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">But
it did not work. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">I
met different people and <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Learnt different life experiences.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Today
you see me as who I’m not who I was, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">It
is all because of hardship I went through, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">And
the people who gave me lessons who I should be. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">If
others see a bold heart, I must confess even bold has pain <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">And
it cries for others good. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">My
tiny body too carries emotions,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Yet
some feels I’m ‘bold’.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">To
act bold it seems heartless,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Show
no love! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">But
boldness encompasses the pain. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">I
have not enjoy the sadness and happiness <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">That
is not yours. I feel I’m cruel because I act bold.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">But
I will not stop to put into practice to be bold.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">As
I act bold-I call myself a sinner. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Still I here plead be bold too. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Know
or unknown I hurt many souls,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">I
might have beaten others by my harsh words,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Made
cry and killed the alive soul.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">If
I say I did all for others good will,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">It
seems dramatic. But the heart speaks the truth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">Until
one could comprehend my verses genuinely</span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">-I
call myself a sinner. And<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-size: large;">You
may delete a word sinner if empathize my phrases. </span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
</div>
My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-64818352709742512012012-10-05T01:23:00.000+06:002012-11-16T17:26:41.372+06:00I borrowed 'Kira' to wear on 11th November, In 1996<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"><b> Part-I</b></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; text-align: justify;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; text-align: justify;">The bustled school campus; all the teachers and students assembled at the football
ground. Teachers’ orderly distributed work, appointing a leader in each group;
energetic boys sent to forest for collecting wooden pole, bigger girls were
entrusted in decoration aspect and along with 30 students I
was sent to bring white sand (in our dialect we call ‘Sakkar’) which is
used to mark a line on the ground to make distinctive line for athletic's sight. It
is three hours walk-able road to and fro. We were made sure by
teacher to return back within three hours which was a limited time, otherwise no
lunch would be provided us as punitive. Led by house captains students were
put in respective work field. </span><br />
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">It
was to celebrate 11<sup>th</sup> November, in 1996. In Bhutanese calendar, this
particular day is exclusively recognized and celebrated as “The Birth Anniversary of fourth
Druk Gyelpo Jigme Singye Wangchuck. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">It
was left only 24 hours the next day (11th November) to come. Everything seems
lively and everyone was preparing for the next day. Whereas me, my head was
crushing thinking about ‘kira’, nothing I could think apart from getting ‘kira’
(Bhutanese National dress worn by female) which I must wear on cultural show
next evening. For this I was desperately in needed a new kira. Even my younger sisters needed too. Our father
went to Diafam, it is a small town adjacent to Assam, India, where our villagers usually go there for shopping. It is tedious journey of two days. If my father
won’t arrive home on time I have to look for other solution to get kira. We were made
compulsory that dancer should wear nice kira. I was assured that I had no nice
kira at home. With those sorts of thoughts creeping in my mind i was still on
the way where I was sent to. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I was alarmed from my thought when house captain called my name to be loaded. He lifted the sack and loaded on my back.With heavily loaded i started tottering - way back to school. Again
i went back to previous thought in continuation; this time i come up with an
idea “borrowing kira from my relative whose very closer to me”. By the time I
was nearer to school when I knew I was still in the queue walking tirelessly, sweating
and was fully exhausted. I lowered down my load (a bag of sand) and reported to
teacher. There was still time left for lunch. Sun was in full shown and I took
a rest under Nim tree shade to get myself cool.
Lunch bell rung and everybody made a queue with empty steel plate firmly
grasped and waiting their turn to come. I didn’t take lunch thought I was starving
long before. My appetite was lost and the very growling stomach has been filled
by worries and frustration. My best friend asked me glancing at my weak face if
I was sick. It was a nice hearing from her inquiring about my health.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I sacrificed lunch and went to relative’s house for borrowing a kira. It was only 15
minutes walk from the hostel where I stayed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I
knocked the door humbly;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“May
I come in?” (I spoke in fumble)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Mathang
(In-law-sister) – “yes, come in”. (her voice seems reluctant, probably she knew
it was me)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I
saw she was washing cloths. “Let me wash mathang, you can take rest”. By
seeing her grimaced face I got a clue it wasn't a good day for me to ask about kira.
Whatever might be there was no other person whom I felt convenient to ask for. i had
left no choice rather decided asking her once.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“mathang
can I borrow any of your kira for cultural show, tomorrow, only for an hour? I
pleaded.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">She
said “No”, I don’t have lots of kira that can be borrowed to you. One which I
have has to wear myself tomorrow on 11<sup>th</sup> November”. Her answered was
too short “No”. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I
was 15 and was studying in class five that time. I was very young enough to
reiterate and exhort her after hearing her futility reply. I simply said
“it’s okay” mathang. In fact I was woeful and saddened. I asked myself, if own
relatives render no help than who will aid pitifully?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>Part-II</b></span></div>
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<span style="text-align: justify;">with great expectation and hoped i begged for kira has been turn down. My heart filled with sadness and disappointed. In sober mind i tottered like a alcoholic man. On my way back, before i could reach hostel the bell rung signaling that everyone should be assemble at the ground for March past rehearsal.
Over the past half month we have been practicing march past for the 11</span><sup style="text-align: justify;">th</sup><span style="text-align: justify;">
November celebration. I had no idea how school in urban areas celebrate this
day but whereas in rural schools as I witnessed at my primary
school, teachers with their enthusiastic and loyalty they painstakingly make schedule
beforehand to remark this day cheerful and successful one. On this day all the
people over vicinity; staffs from different offices and even villagers takes a day
off from their tedious and nonstop work to witness this day. It was sure the
ground will be crowded the next day.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I directly rushed to the ground and attended
the march past. Rehearsal went well. The next step was to go to dance club
which was also rehearsal. I was in the state of mind that I do not want to go
there. I sat down on the footstep in front of the hostel in hopeless. I saw my
best friend walking towards me. She said “Aro” (friend) you are called by teacher
for dance rehearsal”. Without a word I followed her. If i denied her I would
have got punishment because it was me who was leading other dancers. I was put
in three songs to be danced. Zest for moving my body has become vulnerable. I was
feeling dizziness and faintness, it might be because i being in saddened or due to starving stomach. Somehow I managed to do my part well. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Now, school’s hectic work has been
completed. Everything was made ready for tomorrow’s program. Every students were moving home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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But my personal problem hasn’t solved
yet. Where to get kira? Will my father arrive today evening? Constantly these two
questions was being piercing my mind. All I could do was sitting and waiting for
father and praying god to bring father back home safely in the evening. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">In the morning assembly, Headmaster had precisely
announced that the hostelers who all are nearby school can go home and was asked
to bring necessary things for tomorrow’s program. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>Part-III</b></span></div>
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On that evening I went home with a great
expectation that my father would have arrived home by now. It took 30 minutes to
reach home. Normally the distance between my village and school takes almost one
hour.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Seeing the door ajar, I believed both
father and mother would be in the home. This very thought brought me alive from
my current tension. Quietly I stepped in and slammed the door gently without my
parent’s knowledge. When I got inside it was only mother, seated near the hearth,
grooming firewood and readying to lit fire. She was just come home from daily
field work. However, seeing my mother has alleviated my tension. She looked at
me and we broke into smile. Before i could ask, mother said “father hasn’t come
yet”. I was nearly stunned hearing her assertive
phrases because my mother did not know in what situation i was in. Nonetheless, I remained calm only to let
my mother be calmed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I helped her preparing diner. Dinner was
made ready but we waited father till 10pm to have dinner together. There was no
sign for his arriving. After starving for so long we finally had dinner. We ate
bokpi and chilli curry which is our everyday meals. Sometimes we take Thukpa
(porridge). As I haven’t taken lunch I ate heavy dinner that night . My stomach was fully packed but I could still feel it’s emptier. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Like always night, the remote and
solitary village is overwhelmed by the darkness of the night. Night is the
only few hours that the villagers gets free time to take rests from their daily manual and
unfinished work, whether it’s raining or sunning day they work incessantly.
This is the way of life that the villagers are dwelling in which is inexperienced or unseen
by people who are dwelling in town. By this time every people must be taken
rest to bed. My mother and younger siblings were already fallen asleep. I was
kept awake not by noise pollution but the circumstances I mentioned
earlier. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">It was half past 1Am and the new day
begun for “11<sup>th</sup> November”. Palpitation of my heart increases with
the time passes closer. I stood nearby window, leaning my head at the window
edge and looked out through it. The moon was in half shown that the
moonlight was dimmer to see houses precisely or that could visualize night wanders
in the darkness. Cold breeze was gently blowing and the sound of prayer flags could be heard which it beckons me of recitation “Badza Guru”. Instantly my heart arose cold
and my eyes were moisturized with tears and it dripped over my cheeks. I sobbed silently.. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Zamin” (daughter) my mother called. I
knew she too wasn’t fallen into sleep. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Yes, Ama” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Take nap, u haven't slept entire
night, you will fall sick”. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">"Its okay, Ama, I will stay till father
comes"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Your father might be on the way;
walking through out the night”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“You are right Ama, he must be exhausted”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Did you ask anybody?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“What are you talking about, Ama?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“About kira”, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Who told you?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Your sister told me you need kira for
the cultural show tomorrow evening. Why didn’t you tell me before? I would have
asked from our neighbors”. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Yes, I'm in needed. You have lots of work to
do so I didn’t pressurize you” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“If you have asked to Mathang she would
have given you her kira”. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“I did”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Then what happened” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“She said ‘No’”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">As soon as she heard the word 'no' she looks saddened and expressed her feelings ruefully. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“When she becomes mother of more
children, when she becomes a grandparent of her own sons's and daughters's children,
and when she will see her own children in difficult situation only than she will realize our today's suffering that we are going through.
Your father’s parents died when he was young and I didn't get a chance to look
after them. Today I wished their souls live in peace”. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">When you are grown up, you will not be
single; you will become wife of your husband and in-law-daughter of his
parents. Give the same respect and feelings that you have for us. Your
husband’s parents are your parents”. My mother said. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">How beautifully she spoke with
meaningful sentences. She often used to tell us that not to differentiate
between in-law-parents from own parents. I didn't know what makes her to says,
especially this things again and again…Today I’ m grown up and realize her moral advised that why she has spoken invariably. Her words has got that much
potential even to let forgot my worries for awhile. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>Part-IV </b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Cocks and hens made a chirping sound,
letting the farmers’ wake up from a sound sleep. I was still awake and my
mother didn’t get a chance to wake me up that morning. In other days usually she
has to provoke me for waking up every morning. I used to be the last person to
wake up late in the family.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">It was around morning 3am when I finally
heard a knock at the door. I had no patience to wait and see who it was; I
suddenly got up, stumbled at the door and unlashed it. “‘Yes’ it was father”;
his untidy shirt was still dripping wet, face moisture with perspiration and he
looks feeble. I introspect how fast he would have walked that night without
even taken a nap. My mother already waked up and was preparing some food for
father. Seeing him tiresome I could not dare ask him whether he brought kira or
not. My mind was still whirling of tension. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Outside it was still dark. I must reach
school earlier before sun rises as I was assigned some responsibility for the
program. I told my parents that it was time for me to move to school’. Until
then my father utter words ‘wait for sisters in the school’. Hearing his words
I comprehend that he has got something for me. For that something I was waiting
for the whole night and dreaming of it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">As I stepped into the school gate the
school campus looked seemingly different; the liveliest campus and fragrance of
happiest. And all of my friends seemed hyperactive of enthusiastic, made self
looked beautiful and elegant. Smile could be sensed on everyone’s face. How
happy they appeared. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Few minutes left for assemble for the
ground. My sisters have not yet come. I was worried if they be late. I stood at
the veranda waiting for them. This waiting offers me a breathtaking panorama of
the campus. The football ground was beautifully decorated with buntings, flags and
white marked lines. Thrilled in me could be felt giving me a solace for awhile.
I got lost in imagination. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Ana..ana….we are here…..” they were gasping.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Come in …..Hurry up, hurry up, we are getting
late” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“Today i m very…very…happy….” One of my
sisters said <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“You must be, for now shut up and get
ready first”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">She was overwhelmed with excitement and
continued expressing her happiness “We got new cloths after couple of years
back…this could be the happiest moment that I ever had felt before…” I could
see happiness in her bulging eyes. It was happy to see them happy. I dressed
them up, comb hair neatly and ushered them to go to the ground. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I made ready myself and rushed for the
ground. Delirious of joy could feel in me on that day as I was in new school uniform.
But still there was unsolved things left about ‘borrowing kira’. It was to wear
on cultural show in the evening after the day program was over. On every 11<sup>th</sup>
November our school used to conducts cultural show to the people and staffs by
which accumulate some money for the school fund. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Now the day was about to beginning. The
ground was circled by crowed audience. Staffs from other Department office were
invited as a chief-guest for the program. The fourth King’s portrait is kept before
us. Headmaster hoisted the National flag along with we sung the National Anthem
in choir. After that welcome speech was given and we did march pass. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The most entertainment part of the day's program was sport competition. My house captain has put my name
for eight various games. i pleaded him to cut my name from high-jump and
long-jump lists. During that time these two games were new to us and more over
girls would feel shy to take part in. girls in remote is typical coz we used to
argue with house captain for refusing to play games. Captain did not listen for
my pleading; however, I had to participate in all eight games. Out of which i got
7 prices; first price was steel plate, second steel cup and third two pencils.
I received 6 steel plates for first prize and one steel cup for third prize. Those
prices are no worthless as it was a gift from me for my parents. I brought a
grinned on my mother’s face that day. How thankful we feel ourselves to see our
parents smile. In contrary, a wealthier people may seem such a steel place is
worthless but whereas the peasants like us who inhabits in the remote place who
are depriving from congenial city lives are hardly afford to buy even this
cheaply things. Hoped I’m not offending anyone by confessing what is truth in life. If
affluent person will touches the earthly life of peasants then only one could
comprehend afflicts that farmers are bogged down with. </span><br />
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One of my mother’s
relative asked for a steel plate ( prize i got ). My mother calmly gave one plate to her with
no reluctant or with no heart of saying ‘no’. When I was young I was good in
games but now after stepping into adulthood it was totally opposite. I become
idle and clumsy, especially athletic area. Despite the tension I had, I found the day was interesting. I now considered that day as a monument that I will cherish in
the time when I feel desolate and dreary. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The ‘11<sup>th</sup> November’
celebration ended with ‘TASHI LAKBAY’ song. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Now it was time for the evening program
to start the cultural show. It was to start after having dinner. Within half an
hour I must get ready for the welcome dance. Other participants were getting
ready; my friends were looking awesome in new cloths but this time not in
school uniform. They were in casual kira. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">For me I haven’t got kira and the time
was moving very fast. If I wore school uniform it would have looked awkward. In
saddened I retrieved of yesterday why mathang had not let me borrow her kira. I
was certain that she knows how to loam kira and has a number of cloths. My
elder brother came running and asked whether I got kira or not. ‘No’ was only i
could utter apparently. I wasn’t in a state to talk more. He suggested me to
borrow from mathang which I did yesterday and was being disappointed. He was
shocked and furious because he knew that she had given her kira to
another student, a friend of mine. I wasn’t against her refusal. I convinced
him. My brother cried hearing my despaired feelings. I tried acting bold in front
of him but could not hold my tears. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>Part-V</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">My brother went back to his hostel. I stayed
on the footstep, filled with sad and despair emotions. An acquainted friend who's from another village, came and seated on the left side to me where I was
sitting. We never had a talk before though we were studying in the same
school. However, we have exchanged a smile whenever our eyes get fixed to one
another. She used to be a simple girl in the school.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">This little known friend had finally
pacified my two days endured worries about ‘kira’. She has two kiras which one
gave to me. The kira was big enough, double the size of my height and body as
it was her mother’s kira. I double folded the kira and wore. Fortunately I was
thin that time and that’s why, in school, one of my teachers used to say ‘you don’t stand
in the wind, otherwise, vigorous of the wind might blow you away”, he also nicknamed
me as ‘Dry Fish”. Having those memories freshly in my memory I vividly can visualize
my teacher’s amusing talks. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">By the time, all the audience had taken
seat. Audience had seated not in a chair or on a bench or on the carpet but on the
earth surface as their mattress. Teachers
and participants were reported at the tent. I was going toward tent. I could
see people hastily moving here and there, might be in search of what they need. At
the time, I was a person with no worries anymore because I got what I have been desperately needed for. I reached there exactly at right
time when welcome dancers were called on stage to greet the audience through
our welcome song. We did welcome dance and then other lists of programs followed
one after another. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">For a moment, on that night, the remote school and the peasant
audience had an eventful night. Shouting voice of enthusiasms, parents sobbed
in children’s glory and screamed of innocent child could spill from the
audience. Whoever presents there could feel the night filled with enjoyment and
thrilling. In such occasion and during village festivals, the tranquil and ever solitary
village seldom turns into animate. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Everything was over; the day’s
activities and the night cultural show. ‘I returned back the kira to her with wholeheartedly thanking her’. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">When everything was over the time was
already around 11pm. All the people over there were moving home. I had to look
for my mother since my father did not come for show. My mother took a little
alcohol that night with her relatives having being met after many months. I pushed
myself through the crowed, eyeing for mother. She was nowhere to be found. I dreaded as she was little drunk. I immediately thought of my relative ‘mathang’ if
she would have taken her at her place. I forged toward her place. My
anticipation proofed true. My mother was cautiously taken cared by her. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">As soon as I saw her with my mother, a strange
thought crept in my mind. “She did not land me her kira the previous day but
the very night I saw her caring mother. That’s a great thing I knew about her. My
negative thoughts and distrusts about her melted away having seen her current
action. Every soul in this world is never born badly”. I thought. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">The particular day, 11<sup>th</sup> November,
1996 has bidden adieu. Within these two days there were many things happened
which rendered me a lesson like every day things happening to us. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">The End</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-20077431873558600902012-09-27T01:21:00.001+06:002012-09-28T02:20:44.671+06:00moon<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: magenta;"><br /></span></span>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">How sad sky must be
feeling<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">when cloud overtakes, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">veiled seeing the
earth <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">How happy sun must be
feeling<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">when no cloud appears to
block his way<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">for sparkling on an
indigent souls<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">in the very samsaric world
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">How despair we feel <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">when a rays of hope <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">dissolve in the darken
cloud<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">when no sun brings grin on
dingiest face<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Oh! The Lord Guru<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I believe you’re
omnipresent <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I bend at your feet <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">with pray-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Let the moon always shines
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">in the terrible and
greediest night, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">glisten the darken cloud <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">into blue skies,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">bring smile on sufferers
face <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">at least by the torch of
moon <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">to walk ahead <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">through hell of darkness <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;">to the heavenly abode<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: lime; color: blue;"><br /></span></div>
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My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-2023786301180902662012-09-22T00:27:00.000+06:002012-10-08T00:33:38.578+06:00Parents are our Soothing Rhythm <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">Leaving
our parents<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">for a
stranger <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">who
later becomes our soul-mate<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">so-called
“husband or wife or lover”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">All of
a sudden<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">he/she
means a world to us<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">then we
become busy like bees life <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">losing ourselves
in love world <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">like bee
engrosses into honey <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">as the
time adds for an hours <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">and the
months adds for years<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">love sometimes</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="font-size: 19px;">doesn't go well </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">when
our lover leaves us alone <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">who was once everything to us <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">becomes
a great sources for sorrows <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">it’s an
amazing thing we experience<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">when we
are child<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">we
pester our parents <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">and cry
loudly and shamelessly for <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">‘a toy
we love’ <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">but in
the adulthood <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">when we
are grown up <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">we cry
silently for losing ‘a person we love’ <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">and
letting him or her go where wishes to-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">we
become alone -'single' </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">when by
the time everything around us <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">would
be seems different<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">life we
had in the childhood is no same<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">in this single life-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">How sad
it is of<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">retrieving the past life<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">we go
away from parents for searching happiness <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">but we
return back to parents <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">with
torn life-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">heart
wounded with sorrows-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">despaired
hopes- <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">disillusion
for trust and faith <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">we had
for someone <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">now
along with us<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">we bring
worries even<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">in parents lives<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">making their lives miserable </span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">After
then <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">once again we become a child <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">to our
parents <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">who measurelessly
loves and cares us<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">like
before with no changes<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">even
after everything collapse<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">Who we
left for our own happiness <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">becomes
‘soothing rhythm’ (parents)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">of our
own sorrows and dismay we possess <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">in
later life<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">Thus,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">i define love we get from our parents is non-fiction <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">and
love we get from our life-partner is<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;">sometimes
fiction - </span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14pt;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 19px;">Judgement is left to </span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 19px;">my readers </span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 19px;">to believe it or not </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 19px;">if parents are lovable than lovers</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 19px;">or lovers are lovable than parents </span></span></div>
<br /></div>
My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-57437658687593443812012-09-11T00:53:00.000+06:002012-09-11T22:47:01.160+06:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Three of
us, me and my two friends always walk home on foot after the class. Walking has become our everyday routine. To pass the time we do chitchat while tottering
along the road side until we arrive home. In fact gossiping and to chitchat is
a common activity for every human being and so we do the same. But we normally talk about our younger days
and where our future would be landed up in next few years. We exchange our
views and opinions each other but not about others criticism. Thus, we become
aware of what is like and dislike of anther person and through this three of us
become an intimate friendship like a sister to one parents. The strongest weapon
for which needed in mending friendship is to share a certain feelings and to
have patience in understanding others inconvenience. If you be optimistic you
will woo the friendship. This is what I believe. To condense my blathering and to
not waste your precious time in reading this let me directly yank to the next
theme. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was on
Wednesday. Weather was too harsh, scorching our face into reddish skin. When we
were strolling my friend unintentionally blew a whistle. Immediately another
one started mimicking her. By seeing
them whistling I was thrown to nostalgia of my days at village. I intervened
their whistling by telling whistling is a belief that my native people practice.
When I was a child I accompanied with my mother in the field for helping. While
she was filtering barley from other unwanted things she often whistled. I
wondered and asked, why she was whistling frequently. She said that she was
calling the wind to exorcise dust from barley. I can vividly visualize how
aesthetically she used to whistle. After hearing me they were amazed as their
native too has the same belief. We looked at each other in grinned. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We were
completely engrossed in whistling, imitating each other and laughing crazily. Instead
of being vigilant in watching out we were lost in relishing. Suddenly my friend
screamed “see eagle” it is coming to us”. When I twisted my neck to glance at
it, yes she was right. I could see its silhouette, wings widely stretches,
flying in the sky heading towards us. We had no idea what it was aiming for.
It directly flew just over our head and we all were in terrible thought if it
could pierce on our coward but the foremost brain. I defense head with my
two hands. When I looked at them they too veiled their head with the college bags. We were scared to eagle. It hovered just above us and whirled for
transience.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I held my
head up and watched where it will fly over. Perhaps eagle might have visualized
us bigger than it so it has left us. I was wondering where it would hovers
next. It suddenly descends and with its beak attempted to catch a dog which was
innocently sniffing into the bushes for scavenging. Even that dog was bigger
than its size. When I was young I heard that eagle hunts for hens and cocks as
their food but not the dogs. May be eagle must be in starvation and might has
seen dog smaller enough to catch for food. There were some other dogs nearby
but it attempted at the smaller one. it was unfortunate day for eagle as it could
not hold a grip on dog and it must be heavier than eagle's own weight, so the eagle lost
its prey. On that day the dog was supposed to be victim but was lucky enough to
stay alive. In yelped dog ran away as fast as it could hide itself from the
eagle's sight. My friends were laughing seeing the dog frightened.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was
contrasting scenery that someone could think beyond our imagination; Dog
scavenging on garbage that something to eat, and the eagle tirelessly flying
over in the vast skies, wandering and hungrily longing for food. Finally the
eagle went back with a stalk. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We were actually
whistling to call the wind but instead the eagle loomed before us without our
knowledge or anticipation. This is terrible and amazing things to happen and
see.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My
request to you all is while you are walking, stop for a while and sense the
beauty of nature. Look and observe what’s happening around. You will see the
cycle of life in the world and that is your education for better enlightenment
of life. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The earth
is beautiful but our impure thoughts and minds visualize it as ugly. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
</div>
My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-44998692757108800502012-08-28T23:59:00.001+06:002012-08-31T20:14:43.850+06:00A miracle sheep <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<b><br /></b>
<br />
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The night was terrible and icy cold as
it was covered in a thick blanket of fog. The area was covered in dense jungle.
From nowhere I found myself standing in the middle of the dense forest, so
quivering. I turned to left side; I could hardly see a very old bridge, nearby,
there are group of lad, holding each bottle alcohol in their hands and were
cracking so much of noise. Their eco sound could be heard as if sounding far
behind the mountain. Most probably they
must be a night wanderers. Seeing their indecent behavior I was frighten. Then,
I turned behind when I saw I was being followed by a flock of dogs and their
owners. Perhaps they were hunters. The dogs seemed malicious and might gnaw me bitterly.
In fact, I thought how dreadful moment it was being in an inescapable
situation. I thought i was a dead meat that night. The dog’s owners were giants
with black complexion. Seeing their appearance seemed like one would get faint
in scare. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At opposite direction, may be five minutes
walk from where I was standing, I could see as if like a cone shape of rock, poising
just before me. I became vigilant, identifying what actually it could be. When
I was visualizing the image i heard a mellifluous water flow. The urgency of
soothing sound and an image galvanized me into action to move forward to see
that rock like a cone shape. But I couldn’t move even a step forward as those
strangers were coming closer to me. I was plunged in trapped. A few minutes
later, I heard a soft voice;<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Be calm” <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I wondered, my eyes widened in search whose
voice that could be. Observing the situation I could have no expectation if anyone
could help me get out of this. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Second time I heard the same voice.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“I m here nearby you, look down”<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As I looked down I found a white sheep,
very adorable one. No human was there who can speak.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The third time I heard the voice again;<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Do not be scared I m with you”<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I actually felt someone was with me,
embracing and defending me from dangerous. I introspect, who was that miracle?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I looked at the gangs they were still
sipping and yelling at me. Then I looked behind while i saw the dogs and men
had stopped tottering. However they were nearer to me. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As i slowly bent down and patted on
sheep I heard a voice was whispering inside the sheep, absolutely not human. It
genuinely was incredible creature. Really it was amazing one. I moved closer to
sheep and listened carefully. I sensed it was a miracle voice of the sheep’s
only. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">While I was listening to him I took a
glance at that image. By that time fogy had given a way to a brighter vision. I
saw a chorten (Buddhist shrine/sacred relics) and stream, gently flowing down
through the dense forest. How lively it was to see an image like a cone shape
was actually the chorten.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Look, a guy is coming from opposite direction
to abduct you”, sheep whispered.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I observed stranger was coming closer; so,
i plead him to help me before he could get me. In anyways he seems no reluctant
in helping me. He was readiness to do anything I would ask.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Close you’re eyes and think about me” <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I
did exactly what he said to me. May be after five minutes later when I opened
my eyes I found I was still laying on bed. By the time, the dawn had been already
set forth and my room was lightening with sun’s rays. It was time for me to
wake up for morning ablution. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I realize it was just a dream, perhaps a nightmare, not in reality. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><b>Indeed, I will miss the dream,
especially a miracle sheep. </b></span></div>
</div>
My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-75247504500100249092012-08-19T23:15:00.001+06:002012-08-20T19:54:41.036+06:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFaVrRXUb-TO4jqin6JgNxWeeCr9iVUSYJD2QIJIWhQw6CvGTDBA6MN0Dfx0F-rtl6TIogfqI1pJrwmO8S3WFyp3RKBYP6dYBq1Iiw2EdOlO_r4pQA3D2_DsZnaGmhDkSRBY5tDsR6Mcop/s1600/DSC09862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFaVrRXUb-TO4jqin6JgNxWeeCr9iVUSYJD2QIJIWhQw6CvGTDBA6MN0Dfx0F-rtl6TIogfqI1pJrwmO8S3WFyp3RKBYP6dYBq1Iiw2EdOlO_r4pQA3D2_DsZnaGmhDkSRBY5tDsR6Mcop/s200/DSC09862.JPG" width="200" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">pain can't be seen </td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<b>I'm mentally wilt </b><br />
<b>but </b><br />
<b>i behave physically </b><br />
<b>strong,</b><br />
<b>is only </b><br />
<b> to </b><br />
<b>strengthen </b><br />
<b>another's </b><br />
<b>heart.</b><br />
<b> </b></div>
My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-74390040470572344282012-07-28T16:50:00.000+06:002012-07-29T06:05:32.402+06:00Juvenile<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;">
</div>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in 0in 13.5pt;">
<br />
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="background: white; font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
Once there was a time</span><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">When I
envied my elder sisters<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;">
<u2:p></u2:p><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Who were grown up; elegantly!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I envied
nothing but to<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Grow like
them; quick and elegant<u2:p></u2:p>,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">And, halt
when I am grown enough<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;">
<u2:p></u2:p><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">To remain juvenile ever;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Wishing no
death to take me away <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;">
<u2:p></u2:p><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">From the motherly abode<u2:p></u2:p>!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Hanging from
my mother’s close hand<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">As if I
feared eagles’ snatch,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Away from
her, mother’s care!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;">
<u2:p></u2:p><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I trudged across bridges<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">To school; I
was enrolled then,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">To read
books, experience school life<u2:p></u2:p>;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Give every
exam<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">And get
passed;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">By then I
was in adulthood.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Today,
everywhere I go<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;">
<u2:p></u2:p><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I hear people asking each other’s ‘age’<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;">
<u2:p></u2:p><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">They ask my age too!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Blatantly!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Against what
I had wished—<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">To be
‘juvenile’ forever—<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I realize
I’ve become a sister my own,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Of my
younger sisters!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">It’s amazing
to sit and watch<u2:p></u2:p>—<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">The passing
life—<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">That moves
so gentle like rivers’ flow<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">And the sun
that rises only to set;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Age passes,
adding wrinkles<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">To a
laughing face<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">In his
journey from<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Womb to tomb;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Palace of
birth to inferno of death!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Now,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;">
<u2:p></u2:p><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I wish no one asks me how old I am!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;">
<u2:p></u2:p><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">As all existing souls grow old and die,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">No fetus
remains fetus forever;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">No wishes
hold true to truths;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Once pushed
out of womb,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">You are
destined to keep walking<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">And when
your legs twist you<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">You are
destined to stop—<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Like it or
not—<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Near the
graveyard,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
<div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Your
indestructible home!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<u1:p></u1:p>
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<br /></div>
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</div>My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393301047134962099.post-31219340539424260222012-07-26T20:40:00.000+06:002012-07-26T20:40:24.258+06:00Before me fate hovers<br />
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvHPo2HSSIysaMfu57DUoMqje6Icc6Oe1a7zemfZqevuEIQwMsr0WBgvxkI9XlW7VUs03y1DWI8q_IfSZc-vt22bkdn-RdYMVmO9Avcnp-yZB_J41sAjlNNr2DKh08BmVvG7k09BJsKH6X/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="193" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvHPo2HSSIysaMfu57DUoMqje6Icc6Oe1a7zemfZqevuEIQwMsr0WBgvxkI9XlW7VUs03y1DWI8q_IfSZc-vt22bkdn-RdYMVmO9Avcnp-yZB_J41sAjlNNr2DKh08BmVvG7k09BJsKH6X/s320/images.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 15pt; line-height: 115%;">A beam
of sun rays can’t illuminate</span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">And fierce
storms can’t destroy,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">A
sharp knife is too blunt to mow<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">And no
human can hide from its fear, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">It
befalls on us; good or bad <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Nothing
can stop it<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">And it
always hovers before us,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">‘Yes’ I
m talking of ‘fate’. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Before
me fate hovers <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Invisibly
in the eternal space <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Or is
it sitting next to me? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Guiding
me through his wills <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Taking
me to a place unknown;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">After
life left me alone<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">With
all loveable things abducted;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">After
losing life in the living; <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">After
being in both hell and heaven; <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">After
crying my grief out;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">After
being betrayed by my lover;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I
married to ‘fate’ <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">And
chose to live by its shadow,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">It is
years since I eloped with fate.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Sages
say fate is an answer to the past calls<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">What
you sow in the past reaps now<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I confront
many circumstances<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Which
I believe is my reap<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">With
the versatile fate<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I
learn to live or live to learn <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">And
walk to end.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Adobe Gothic Std B"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br /></span></div>My Inner Worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08572104082563402061noreply@blogger.com0