What’s the Reason?

I believe that human beings are born to be sane and they have to be aware of their conduct. I have been noticing many pupils who are insane at their behavior have got an obnoxious behavior and this loathsome manner is always worn on their lucid physique making them weak. 

A person whose mind is engulfed with knowledge, well-mannered and knows Bhutanese etiquette has unique conduct. They know how to uphold their uniqueness and the way they deal with people is just magnificent.

People with problematic attitude, low self-esteem and less knowledge have a strange behavior. Most of the time they condemn their closest relatives and make their friends unhappy by their abhorrent insolent behavior. 

“WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ONLY UNFORTUNATE ONES? WHY????”

Even the girls who are having abusive character are so demanding. If the guy is humble and has splendor manner the girl is blind to his love. On confessing his true feeling to the girl, the girl turns her hostile eye on him.

If I am in place of that girl I would love to be with that type of guy who is so clean at heart and know the values of love. Isn’t it?

Actually the girl deserves to be with the boy but why the FAITH is so strong enough to drive her into wrong way? Why?

What we expect is just the irony. We anticipate the right result but the outcome is different.

People who are spoiled are already ruined and why again the faith want to ruin them? Why?

Why faith doesn’t want to ruin well-mannered people? Why?

What is the reason? 

My Seraph Sisters

Photo by Dawa

Six angels from the heaven lost one of their best friends when they came to the universe to rove beautiful places. When the angels were returning to the place where they came from, only six of them were there. The six splendor angel fell incomplete, discontent, and wretched as their dedicated friend vanished in a mysterious place without notice of them. They flew unenthusiastically to heaven and never returned to the place called Earth.

The lost angel was pure at heart, loves nurturing younger ones and supports each and every person that come across her.

I’ve got no elder sister whom I can proudly call her as my sister. Especially when I was in primary school I always wished if I had a sister whom I can give my school uniform to her for washing and sometimes I wished my sister as my playmate while playing in dusty ruled place.

Growing day by day and getting matured, the bold thinking prints naturally in my mind telling me ‘”you have many elderly sisters whom they cares you and loves you more than themselves”.

Photo by Dawa

Indeed, I have many sisters who are from different places and vary in their age as well. At first, with unknown face yet caring, loving and helping in every field. But now I can comfily say that they are my real sisters and I am fortunate to have a sister who edifies me when I ponder having no sister by supplanting themselves as my real splendor sisters.

Even having no real sisters, I don’t feel the absence of sister as I have a couple of my sisters who protects me from getting lost and guards me better. She so does this to me because she is the lost angel from heaven and she has the bitter taste of getting lost.
Losing her enthusiastic friends and not returning to heaven with exotic six angels, she is the sisters of all in this exquisite universe.
“Lover your Sisters”

Dedicated to my entire dear sisters at different places and thanking you for your love and affection to me.

And also dedicated to all the Brothers and Sisters.

Shadow, My Love

Photo courtesy : Google.

When I hop, she also does the same and wherever I go, she follows and sticks with me like an inseparable love of a mother to an infant. Even if my body is fatigued, she still waits for me to move. Always with me and never segregates with my impermanent body, she is called the “SHADOW”.  

I love my shadow as she stays with me and tries to eradicate my loneliness. Whenever I miss my dear she surrogates my sweetheart who is far away yet my shadow keeps my dear near to me and brings the feeling of joy and ecstasy.

Photo courtesy: Google.

Although, visually my shadow is black and crone yet I eat with my shadow, I walk with my shadow and I dance with my shadow because she is clean at heart and that is the reason I love my shadow.

DO YOU ALL LOVE YOUR SHADOWS?

Met with long lost friend with greater Zeal

Photo by Sonam Tashi

Photo by Sonam Tashi

Photo by Sonam Tashi

It was in the year 2006 when I was studying at Zilukha Lower Secondary School, I had a colleague who was hard working and determined to achieve her goal. She was a thin petite girl who was religious at heart and working hard was her passion. She was one of my finest friends as our heart was clean and pure for inseparable friendship. Although, she was in different section we used to share our works and we stayed like brothers and sisters. Meeting nearly after seven years today was astounding and amazing as the smile of friendship was still wearing on her face and the same little mole on her cheek makes me flashback of our school days.  My eager thirst of meeting with prestigious friend was quenched after meeting with exotic friend who is still rich at heart. “Thanks to god for hearing my silent words to meet with my valuable old gold friends”.