FOR MY LOVE

She is my eyes encouragement, my hearts friend, my soul mate, my steps inspiration,

But I am sure to understand her utterance,
For she is commencing from angels planet, the charismatic in the humankind ever seen

Aye!  Not meant for me, I affirm it,
No matter what the heart says, how many times the heart goes sick,

Never to concealed, never opening the gate of heart,
For I will keep in my solitary heart, never to unlock the lock

For she in my compassionate heart never to die and to live for eternity.

The Boy With The Tattoo

“Not so long, finally he found his true love”. It was when he was in 11^th standard, where the occasion was for archery team selection in different school. He went as well to take part to try his luck, but his luck seems in other way direction . He met his old friends with whom he shared few words to relive their old memories. In between their spicy conversation, Rabten(name changed) reached his stare at something unusual, which glitters no less than a diamond.

“Am I dreaming”, thought Dorji. He asked his friends about that and tried his best to reach fully to the fullest details. Hell with his luck, one of his best friends, gave her mobile number to which the Dorji's sentiment reached the last horizon of his happiness as though like a war finally won with grin over the chin of victorious army.

He went back to his school, but his mind was left behind somewhere unknown. All day and night, be it inside class or not, he left himself totally out of reach from anyone. It kept on striking in his mind, whether to dial her or not.

“How long can I not call her” he murmerd to himself.

With full of fear and thought of reaction from other side, he started dialing, 17......0. The ring of the phone, slowly, swayed like a motion of air, and in every ring of the phone, was the heart beat of Rabten gradually increasing. At the peak of his heart beat, he heard, from other side, “Hello.”

He lost his sense totally, and in no minutes, he started stammering, Hello.....o, Am....m I, I, I talking to Pema. The spontaneous reply made him more tensed.

Men will be men forever, and how long Rabten will resist his temptation and feelings. With stone kept in his heart, he started revealing all the truths once hidden within himself. With the excitement then, he even disguised himself to be romantic poet although he was not, and never mind whether other side of phone was even listening to him or not. All of sudden, Pema said to him, “All boys are the same”. Rabten was stuck with that very word, and have no option rather to hang up his phone.

He thought so many things of that conversation erstwhile if he thought of his lesson, he could have remembered all the subjects that were taught in the class. Before he went to sleep, at least he showed a manly courtesy to drop a message, “Good Night, Sweet dreams”.

Things didn't end here, the sweet voice and charming face of Pema Zangmo kept striking to him like Tendulkar kept striking the cricket ball. Rabten, started showing the sign of sickness, a disease which is incurable by all the famous doctors of the world. However, he was not someone who give in easily. One day or other, he kept calling Pema and was trying his luck to convince his true feelings. “Every thing is fair and love and war”, was exactly the situation built in his life. No matter how many times he was not replied in a good manner as he wished from her, Rabten never made up his mind to DE-link with her.

He called her when ever he was free, texted her with sweet messages before his bed time.

Pema never made up her mind, and true to some extent that how can she trust someone with whom she never met even for once............................................

Rabten doesn't have choice rather to console his heart for not able to get his love of life. He was too much in love with her that, he even craved her first two letters of her name in his name, “PZ”.

The year ended well, and it was time for all the students for their winter vacation.

The whole winter vacation there was no contact, no SMS, and no thinking of her, Rabten was busy helping his parents.

With new hopes, fresh mind and charming looks, Rabten came to school for his new academic year which was his last year in the high school. He was talented guy in every field from the very beginning, and not to surprise for anybody, he was awarded the rank of captaincy in the school. When Dorji, was awarded his captain's batch with other fellow captains, his ear heard the name called out in speaker, which was familiar to him before. After the program, he went and met one of the girl captain and asked her, “Are you from Dojiling.” the frequency of the positive answer made affirm that Rabten finally met his dream girl. Without further adieu and not waiting for any unexpected question from her, he narrated whole of the story to her. After a while, he have seen she was a laughing and kept laughing. He started blushing and blushing his blush started to further embarrassment, when she said, “I am in relation”. All dreams that Rabten had so far, in no minutes burnt down into ashes. It was his first time in love and his love turned into something that he had never expected. At that very point, all he regretted and repented was without knowing the other sides of traffic, he enclaves her name and made into Tattoo, PZ. He was in the threshold for what should be his next steps, as he cant do away easily with the marks that he had made on his hand. He cried that whole night, like a baby crying when baby is in need of a milk.

When a door is closed for a while, there is always another door which opens in no time. It was in the mid year of his schooling, he came across a girl with similar name Pema Zangmo. Although at first he was not attracted to her, seemingly, his first love failure made double standard for him not to take chance to fall in love again.

Heart is not a icy stone which could easily get melted. Gradual and seeing her pass by every day made her more attracted to him and a poor fellow was once again in love with her but this time, totally a different PZ.

The fear of getting rejected again for once again, he hid all his feelings and just loved her inside his heart although it was hard for him to resist and do hold on with. The year ended with one more time the dark light befallen in Rabten's love life.

Rabten finally completed his high school and he moved to Thimphu in search of better pasture. Although Rabten could manage his career so well, he still have unsuccessful unsolved love life. The time changed into seconds, seconds changed into minutes, minutes into hour, hour into days, weeks, months but Rabten kept thinking of PZ in his dream world.

One fine day, when he was working in his computer, a face book messenger popped up with the caption, Hi. He clicked onto it and to the dismay of his surprise, it was PZ. He reacted as if that he was flying in cloud seven. The usual chatting in Facebook kept going like any other Facebook users. The chatting went unto almost a month and finally, he decided to share his feelings. However, he halted back to make sure what she thinks of him. He downloaded one of her photo and saved it in his PC. One fine day, in between the chat Rabten texted her, “can I tell you something.”

“Yes you can”.

“I am in love with one of your friend, can you give her my regards,” Rabten cried.

“Yes, of course, who is she,” she replied. At that very moment, Rabten attached her photo from his desktop and sent to her saying, “I am in love with her.” For a moment there was no sound of pop up. Silence made Rabten, to think of his past memories of blushing and all. But this time it was not a mood for blush, when message popped up and quickly he opened it, and seen, “I love you, too. I was in love with you since the very first day in the school.”

Out of excitement, Rabten, started dancing in full swing although he can't dance well. Doesn't care one can dance or not, but it was a dance of success in Rabten's love life.

Rabten thought that he made a right decision by not wiping up tattoo of PZ on his hand, because if not for first PZ, second PZ can live in my heart. The tattoo, that enclaves was the destiny of Dorji, which can't be overruled even by god himself.

I Want to Fly High

1. I want to fly high,
   With neither wealth nor power,
   But on the wings of mindfulness..
   Fueled with the simplicity of my poor heart.
   

   I want to fly high,
   Not on a mundane name
   Or an earthly fame,
   But on a selfless quest without end.

Women:The Power of One

Exceptional nine months affiliated with her,

Brought up with love and care subsequently with the first blink,

For she has scarified all her life, to bring us on course.

Even so why hate her

For she is mother of You, I and They.

You and I, need sponge to cry with,

Tender love heart to be cared for,

Pampering nature to be played with.

For she has became spongy kit,

A better half caring your heart like hers,

And meeting the inevitably comrade of our coddle.

Even so why hate her, for she is

Wife of You, I and They.

A pleasure of companionship is all men's need,

A privileges of partner in crime is what men wants,

A need of someone for you to talk full-length is what men aspire for.

For she has made every doable ways to be with you,

To walk with you in the pleasure of your youth-hood

and made time out of busy schedule to talk all day.

Even so why hate her,

For she is Girl Friend of You, I and They.

The Good Teacher

A good teacher is a person who finds individual approach to every pupil, taking care about the child’s adaptation in class, increasing one’s social status in class and making sure the children learn to take into account and respect the thoughts of other people.

Teaching can without any doubts be called the leading power of the society’s development. It is well known that there exist three main factors that influence the development of the personality. They are: heredity, social encirclement and education. Usually the term education is used meaning the great impact that parent have on the future personality of their child. But this also includes school education, because nowadays, when parents are very busy they are the people, who teach children what is beautiful and what is ugly, what is right and what is wrong. Through them children learn to perceive the inner world. And the way they perceive it depends on the teacher’s personal particularities that are transmitted to children through interaction and the knowledge that the teacher offers them. A good teacher is a person who finds individual approach to every pupil, taking care about the child’s adaptation in class, increasing one’s social status in class and making sure the children learn to take into account and respect the thoughts of other people.

Therefore there is much more to a teacher than high professionalism. What makes kids hardly wait until the lesson starts in one cases and hating the subject in others? Of course high professionalism in the field of the taught subject is very important, but when it comes to being a bad or a good teacher this is not the weightiest factor. A good teacher is a person who not just reproduces the knowledge he got. Not a person that only brings up the interest to the subject. It is a person who finds individual approach to every pupil, taking care about the child’s adaptation in class, increasing one’s social status in class and making sure the children learn to take into account and respect the thoughts of other people. It is a man or a woman that cannot “play” the teacher’s role but he in the first place “a feeling human being” in front of the students, a person that can show emotional response. For example, if the teacher is professionally good enough but does not take critics from the pupils constructively or does not explain why he thinks he is right this makes a huge gap between the students and the teacher. And when there is no emotional contact the learning cannot be called successful, for the students are not completely involved. When the teacher does not treat students as people that obey him, treats them like they are equal to him and explains equally to everybody it can really be a pointer of a “good” teacher. And one other very important thing is creativity.

One of the indicators of a “good” teacher it is his desire to teach in a new, original form, adding something new and personal to make the learning process as exciting as it can possibly be. A bad teacher is a person that focuses only on the information he provides not taking into account the children or anything. It is a person that is doing its job. Such a person can be very good in the theoretical part of his subject but he will never have students being emotionally attached to him. It is a teacher that lets his personal mood influence on the way he treats his students, etc. That cannot reduce awkward situations with humor either it is him in the situation or his student. Being a good teacher is about loving children and wanting to give them only the best the teacher has inside of him.

Can GNH Live?

The argument between wealth and happiness is one of the epic points to be debatable in today’s world. Many believe that if Gross Domestic Product of country is rising, ultimate result is that economic development of the country is in full swing making their citizens happy. However, according to Richard Layard and David Brooks, they states that, ‘with the rise in income of the country, instead of bringing happiness in the country, there are more of unhappiness arising in the country.

Correspondently, they believe in the beliefs of nineteenth-century economist, ‘that the extra income is greatest when you are poor, and declines steadily as you get richer, the effect of extra income on happiness is greatest in the poorest countries, where people are nearest to the breadline” (p.33). Happiness is more important than wealth. This is the official policy in Bhutan, where King Jigme Singye Wangchuck prefers to speak of Gross National Happiness, rather than Gross National Product, setting the theme for careful development and gradual change. The differences between Gross Domestic Product (GDP) and Happiness are perceived quite amazingly in Bhutan. When rest of the world believes that happiness is generated with rise in the Gross domestic product, Bhutan believes that, happiness can be generated if all the citizens are happy. Seemingly, the concept of Gross National Happiness (GNH) is prior to Gross Domestic Product and all the developments in Bhutan are considered in aligned to Gross National Happiness.

To the extent, happiness can be brought about when the economic status of a country is stable. Consequently, keeping GNH concept into consideration, Bhutan’s economic development is taking place at high stake. Unanimously, many believes that with so many economic developments in Bhutan, will it be possible for Bhutanese to maintain their concept of GNH. To the perception of my sense organ, I believe that Bhutan can maintain the general welfare and happiness for so many years to come. As per Richard and Brooks, they give verdicts that after the basic necessities have been achieved, income is only lightly connected to well being. In case of Bhutan, even after achieving basic necessities, income will be connected to total well being of the Bhutanese. Bhutan, consider happiness on top for achieving economic income. For an instance, for the economic developments of Bhutanese economy, unlike other countries, Bhutan give much priority on conservation of culture, protection of environment, sustainable economic development and make sure good governance.

People of Bhutan will live in harmony, peace and happiness for many years to come, because Bhutan gives equal importance to economic development and happiness. Indeed, Bhutan follow middle-path, economic development on one side while keeping the happiness of people on other side. Even if Bhutan reach double living standard, Bhutan will never lose its value of happiness, since the foundation of middle-path is made in such a way that even the highest magnitude earthquake will be not able to shake the foundation. To the word of Richard and Brooks, they said that countries like India, Mexico, Philippines, Brazil and South Korea have experienced economic growth, but not happiness. The reason being for this weakness is that at first place they have only thought of economic growth and never taken in consideration, happiness of people. Whereas, Bhutan always place happiness of people before the economic growth and in times to come even after achieving economic growth, happiness will linger in every society, because happiness of people will become like tradition and culture. 

According to Karma Tshiteem, Secretary, Gross National Happiness Commission, “A strong sense of identity is critical for a sense of well being,” similarly, because of our strong identity, we can maintain happiness forever.  Bhutanese place happiness before the achievement of economic growth and they always believe in gross happiness and value of the life.

My Dear MOM and DAD

I love you my dear mom and dad. You gave me life and you have helped me so much to grow up and taught me how to live in this world. You gave and gave and still you give me so much that are priceless in this world.

You two care less about yourself and you fed me and cleaned my faces, wiped my noses. You gave me toys and taught me how to play and how to go about in my life. You gave me golden words and taught me what to say, how to behave and what a person I should become.

You gave me clothes to keep me warm and did your best to keep me from harm and dark world. Your love and affection is the greatest wealth that I ever had in my life.

I was showed my path and gave me the direction towards which I have to proceed. I was lifted up and when I feel down gave me the moral support to become successful.

The things that I need to cope up, I got from you, the faith and love. You gave me the best years of your life through pain or sickness and even in strife. Even during good times and bad times you gave me everything.

My dear mom and dad I have learned from you so much to have a hold and how to touch, to laugh, to cry and to stand as a proud man in the crowd.

I remember, you saying that I shouldn't be selfish and I have to share, how to love and how to care for other. The respecting of elderly and showing pity on younger one are good quality that you have put in me.

Now to turn the page, you taught me how to age, how to grow old gracefully, how to look back gratefully, how to hold you in my heart like you have held me from the start. Now it’s my turn to give to you but all I have has come from you and what I have I will give to you freely just as you gave to me.

When you gave me everything, you just gave me expecting nothing in return but to love and live the way you used to live.  I salute you and I will never ever let two of you down.

I love you my dear mom and dad and I miss you so much.