Augustus Tden 23

The size of the earth compared to sun and the sun compared to the universe what are human, their thoughts and their existence and also why human?   My singular opinion is a 0.0001 part from a blade of grass and so is my existence. Despite this fact I write becoz I have freedom now and I have the freedom to let go my diary.  I want to see what comes after death eagerly not that I am about to commit suicide .. Does the Faith hold any water? Does my bad intentions got its consequences? Time, can it be hold?  I feel there is a secret, a great one human should know and its apparent just that we dont look in it. It's just a feel I got. 

Let's not go the long way. I am about to write a short personal perspective about a man I am coming across. He is Mr Sonam Tobgay aka Sotey. A surveyor by calling. I am witnessing a huge brilliance, determination and professional views not just in my eyes but from others judgement too. He have a way of keeping the perfect rapport with the engineers, machine operators and all others who are to be dealt in his profession. Well we were to built a small canal for the monsoon streams. Engineers were hit hard as they couldn't make the machine operator understand their plan. And the canal was naive in a way appeared natural and unplanned. And this man Sotey comes in, explains the drawings of the map in a most simple way and now the canal is on it's way to align just as it is in the map. Prior his step in. A site engineer was complaining, it's a headache. And after Soteys easy maneuvers, Sotey was telling himself and I eavesdrop. "This ...

 A bus ticket from Trashigang to Thimphu. This ticket is a golden ticket if u travel alone. Sharshops as we say to people from eastern Bhutan, they are the people born of modesty and humility. Maybe not all but most of them are. From the mid year of 2013 to 2018 i had made frequent travels in that route. And i have untold fond memories most of which is comprised by Sharshokpas. The bus driver accommodates more than capacity, this is not a complain but a factor making the journey more memorable. As compact it is, the livelier it is. A old woman run out of her BaBa and was asking me if i chew.... somewhere after we crossed the breakfast point in Yadi. I shared her mine. And next??...she was asking about my hometown, my family and so on it goes till Sengor. And its in Sengor where its stopped for lunch. Normally i hate to talk to strangers for this long but in her i saw some truth, genuineness that absorbs ones consciousness so deeply though the topic of our talk being very ordinary. ...

My blog..left untouched for years..faithful so came back and will nurse it with some words hereby. Previous post were some teen age or say budding thoughts pictured in poems which that time i thought to keep it myself for you know very less people get poems😅😅. And here i am today.  Life have been a very interesting tale and i learnt helluva truth. Firstly i couldn't complete college, i was a final year student. And second my wife divorced me for my incompetence in running  a family. Why..??...Drugs... Its now 2 years and counting since i abstained and right now my lungs are  shouting we are clean ..we are clean..😆😆. Firstly my incomplete college life, I was hailed in school days as a brilliant brain by teachers and friends. Of course high hopes. But now a complete stinking shit. Yea actually thats how society see me. Friends who were thousand kilometres behind me in those learning days are now all rainbow behind their head. Well ahead of me.  Its life. If i am be...

Don’t know where to start and where to end; The place where you live….. I did come for thousand times and went; But never seeing you was my disbelief….. These have but haunted me for all my past; Making the small, tiny place so vast… To fate and to god of all world I give my bow; For I wish to see her by any chance tomorrow. Or even if it’s not possible I will keep this vow; That I will hope even if I am on death row.  

My happiness, smile, worries and laughter Is due to my sweet, beautiful daughter. Happy when she calls melodiously DADDY, I smile in her acting as my best buddy. Worry if she can grow up magnificently, Laughter she brings in heart completely. Such is my girl special to me and my life, Whose reason she have been since the knife, I've thrown which pierce my flesh and bone. Now that my guiding star the GOD have shown, To follow till death and love, care to my best, And swear never to fall back to that darkness.  My daughter. Like father like daughter.  My reason Shy I was to the world my daughter is a mistake                                                        ...

The clean air stained by fogs and cloud; Can't even see the face who calls me loud. Life that's so pure and bright in sunshine; Is dark and unfriendly, and never fine. A stream contaminated in rainy days; It becomes clear and neat in other ways. Mistakes we blunder in our own path; Though time cleanse like a body bath. In memories, thoughts it stays as a scar; Hurting, paining more than those in war. Living seems a waste and welcomes death; Dying isn't liberation we feel, and wait. Being happy, still dying isn't the satisfaction; So it is natural to walk even with objections.