ལྷག་གནང་མི་ལུ་བཀྲིན་ལེགས་སོ་ཡོད།།

Total Pageviews

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Prescience of 2014, the New Year

Gone were days. Addition makes week. When the weeks are added it becomes month. And finally upon adding the gone months it is a year. Goodbye 2013. The memories were bitter, good and hilarious. The bitter memories alarm me to rise again. The good memories make me to smile and ponder the reflected thoughts back to times of 2013. Hilarious times rule me everywhere and yet it is aroma of being humorist in all moods.

Nothing special I wish for me and sentient beings. Just I want to wish happiness and peace to all. I wish Happy New Year to all!!! Happy New Year, 2014.  

Hope the January welcomes you sound. December shall close with much good memories. The months between shall dwell for the paramount happiness.

I say candidly Goodbye to 2013. The memories were bitter for few sections of the society. They had to bear the misery of elemental fury. Their homes were razed to the ground in the bombing blizzard, cyclone, hailstorm, hurricane, fire, and list goes on. People were homeless. They struggled. They lost their dear one. They lose fate in life. Yet they were reassured and gave helping hand.

from google!

People fought for their right. If the judgment is worth hearing it is worth fighting for. People lost respect for the law. They want the leader to resign. They disturbed the peace and harmony in the society. The world is suffering from the political humbug. Yet world revolves round seeking for the change.

I artlessly welcome 2014. Finally we are back to the base.  Let the world be calm. Let the people be humble. Let the politicians at least discern the difference between the reality and their promises. Let not the nature’s force destroy the innocent lives. Let power of almighty rule and let the people build faith among. Finally let the base be built to raise the bud to bloom the flowering the acme.

Happy New Year 2014


Monday, December 30, 2013

Back in 2013

2012 ended with much fear. World was feared by the rumor of the bullshit predicted doomsday. Yet the fear went away when fresh new 2013 begun. Still 2012 will be the year for disenchantment with the way people tried for disharmony and dissonance. Little old 2013 embarked upon the endear success and failures that I have to share…

Yes, time and tide wait for none. It goes on and on. Never on its happiness neither off its glee, will dare to wait for none. Time does have an endless and tireless journey of reminders for me. Yet it is my own aide-mémoire to remember in my future.

Starting the fresh beginning of 2013, I was in sixth semester in the college that always taught me the vitality of what time is! The year was new. I have my own share to study the old stuffs once more. For the first time I was alone in a room. For the first time I had to repeat the semester. Engineering is not a cup of tea for me, really! No one is perfect for if we are, you won’t be here on earth and I won’t be too. And nobody will be on earth. That is why I had second chance to fight the battle of technical studies. Finally I won.

Midway through the year, I was in seventh semester, final year in the college. It was the time of joy and bossy boots. Yet it was challenging with the project work for the fulfillment of degree programme. Struggling and wedged between the project, seminar and update of the class lessons, finally I am done with exams and again attached for the On-the Job-Training (OJT). It is considered as a module in eighth semester.
With Jigme at Buddha Point, 2013!

I have visited historic Lhuntse for the first time admitting the genuine addition excursion in the chronology of events in life. It was worth visiting yet dazzling to the erudite book of History of Bhutan. Inevitably I am to-ing and fro-ing between Lingmithang and Gyelposhing in Mongar and thus it ends 2013. Yet I will begin my year visiting the Guru at Tangmachu, Lhuntse. Hope I get the blessings and I will pray for the peace in the world and happiness of the people.
Survey on the Dam, Kurichu Hydro Power Plant, 2013!

I wish everyone Happy New Year 2014. Smile and Be happy!!!
End of 2013 and beginning of 2014! 



Sunday, December 22, 2013

Beautiful Lhuntse

History taught me about Lhuntse and its importance. It has brighten my thoughts on how Bhutan is special with little Lhuntse we have. Today I was on my journey to a site at the place of great historic importance. Yet I remember our forefathers Jigme Namgyel and Gongsar Ugyen Wangchuk’s struggle to fortify Bhutan.

Beautiful Chali of Mongar Dzongkhag with beautiful yellowish terraces lead my way. Below and above the road, I can see happy Bhutanese enjoying the daily works for their livelihood. Valleys are incredible. Green Khuri chhu is calm yet it is making its fix way opposite to my journey.

The carriageway is very small. It is not up to the laid standard on the book. I felt like the road actually doesn’t have vehicular access as per the required standard. I never know the exact reason why the system is like that but I grumble on the ultimate reason of budget constrain from the responsible persons. Still it was worth plying on seeing the beautiful historic sites of the country.

Mountains and small towns are almost same. It is decorated with dried shrubbery and constructed with pine woods. And yet I find it is most vulnerable to fire. There is no single firefighting equipment I could see in those little towns. Bumthang and Wamrong town succumbed to fire outbreak few years ago. The same fate would happen to these lined houses of Khoma and Lhuntse towns unless otherwise people are totally vigilant. Locality needs to pine for the fire safety and fighting equipments.


Kuri Chhu is calm and it divides the modern and traditional route. Left bank bears the road access and from the left bank on the same height I can see the shunted traditional route. Bhutan has excelled in travelling amenities. It has to go long way to be safe from fire. Yet forest needs to be saved.
Kuri Chhu

Seeing those routes, I blend my thoughts with how people might have struggled to reach the fortress that is held so high on the peak of the mountain. Still people use these routes. It is beautiful to see and good to visualize how great leaders of the past had faced the harsh reality to unify Bhutan. It is again indeed sad to see the sturdy foundation of the shunted bridge.
Lhuntse Dzong

I yearn to sit beside old citizens of the locality and listen to how the past of the region were.  Yet I desire to visit Dungkar gewog. I have bucketloads of charm to visit again.  

Sunday, December 8, 2013

The Beautiful Eyes I have ever Seen

Life is all about experimenting and experiencing the beautiful and bad moment in it. The journey strewn with beautiful leaves will reveal its most beautiful aroma that one will not forget in the entire journey. It is not all about beauty and good. Yet it is rude by itself to reveal its bad face. And collectively it is the journey of zigzag path just like river. Twists, turns, bends and falls are uncountable. As is the life. Yet it is beautiful to live it to the fullest and best to learn from bad.

On the meandering ways of river of my life, I observe the beauty of what we see the beauty around us – the eyes. It is the prized gift of nature to all of us. It is sad for some nature hasn't played fair. But few lost the precious gift due to accident. How sad it is? When we close the door of sight we reminisce how surrounding looked like. And for who hasn't seen, I contemplate on how they are thinking? I know they desire endlessly for the gift.

Basically I am going to share beautiful and lively eyes I have seen. Because they are inspiring piece for me to pounder my thoughts of appreciation.

It is indeed great lost for the world. The world mourned for the death of Nelson Mandela. Indeed People around the globe are suffering from bereavement. A man with so beautiful eyes and with beautiful dreams he had fulfilled. I anticipate yet another Mandela will be born for the further unification of the broken world.
Nelson Mandela


Though people will live without you, definitely they will remember the deep sense you have instill through the deep eyes of love and compassion. Rest in peace.  Your beautiful eyes, handsome face and impactful life will be remembered forever.

I found these eyes of someone on facebook. It is simply awesome and charming. It is innocent yet fulfilling the ramification of beauty of the world. I owe them for the beautification and adding value in me to embrace the world with love.




Sunday, December 1, 2013

With Kushal Ashok

Sorry Ashok and readers. I failed to post soon after our meet since I was busy gearing around my tight schedule. Yet another point in the chronology of my memory is added. Thank you Ashok for your time with me.

We were merely a facebook friend. We are facebook friend because I am from Bhutan, the land of Thunder Dragon. He loves Bhutan very much. He is from the land of magnificent tigers, India, wonderful big brother to my country. His name is Kushal Ashok. He is computer engineer by profession at Infosys. He did engineering degree from Punjabi University. He is motorcycling enthusiast. I remember our converse on facebook, the love to visit my country for biking. I profoundly welcomed him. He visited Bhutan twice. When he visited for the second time it is my first time to meet someone whom I knew online.

I am not going to describe how we met. When I first saw him, he was facing to his motherland in Jaigon. And when he suddenly turned his position to my motherland, I went smiling to him for a big welcoming hug. Yea, he was coming with profound smiling for the strong introduction. “Are you Sangay?’, ‘yea I am. ‘Are you Ashok?’... Yet still smiling we hug and came in to my silent country. I met him in the bordering state in Jaigon and preceded our walk into Phuntsholing, little town of my country.

We had wonderful dinner at Hotel Peljorling. And here are some of dinner and walking snap of our short meet. Welcome again Ashok.
Second serve of rice

After dinner

SHort walk to Zangdopelri 
Nations as two are so connected and so are the subjects. Happy Indo – Bhutan friendship and Kushal Ashok – Sangay friendship and long live indeed. 

Saturday, November 23, 2013

The Circle and Aroma of Romance and Hatred

The word attachment is legendary for the kids to their parents and to whom they receive utmost care. The nature of treating someone, intact the nature to particular person in which they are treated and thus the tendency to love and hate develop. The moon and the sun are legendary to all beings on the earth and so are the word love and hate has triumph in partial.


Emotions are inborn. We have the tendency in which when we think someone is criticizing, ignoring or depriving us of some gain or anything else then we develop corresponding emotions. The case in which a girl smile to boy or vice versa whenever they meet and when he/she growl, we lost in our thoughts of adoring and angst. And the circle and aroma of romance and hatred gears around. 

Love is love and the method of expressing and the practice is different. And that is why we have the mode of saying different love. The love to your parents and love to your girlfriend or boyfriend is different. We can’t have the same love to our parents like that we have loved our partner. We romance with our partner we just love our parents for what they have done which nothing can equal their deeds to us. We can quit partner but not parents. And the circle and aroma of having dear parents, lucky loving partner gears around in an arena of life. 

The cause and conditions of fashion continuously change and so the description of beauty- beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. Yesterday I have seen a girl with full Kira. Today I am seeing the same girl with half Kira. And I anticipate tomorrow I shall see her in pants and shirts. I can’t think to project myself to how we are slowly moving to the stone age of nakedness. Description of beauty changes with time. We were once a naked ape. We have developed the habit of dressing and shame for the nakedness. Slowly we have learned to cover our body with beautiful dress. And that we called the culture and tradition of dressing. The circle and aroma of dressing style to nakedness and ape gears around in the society of modernity. 

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

One day that shall definitely come in my life



One day that shall definitely come in my life, I will visit Ladakh to hoist lung dar, prayer flags and pray for the peace in the world. 


Photos from facebook page
One day in my life that shall definitely come, I will visit Rameytey, site where nine story building of Milarepa is underway and pray for the world to fill up with such mankind to bring more peace and prosperity in the region. 

final Lhakhang that will be in Rameytey

Nine story building of Milarepa in Tibet
One day in my life that shall definitely come, I will visit Thimphu National Stadium and play the world’s funniest football match. 

national stadium at Changlingmithang
One day in my life that shall definitely come, I will be best to my wife, kids, and the people that shall relate to me in everything. 

One day in my life that shall definitely come, I will take my parents for pilgrim and let them be the best in them and make happy as much I can that can’t expect me to be. 

The day will darken as the sun goes down the horizon. The night will be brightening up. Birds will chirp the beautiful hymn. Yet I will not forget to be good to all beings. I promise. 

Your life will go on. Life will reveal its beauty. Life will make you realize the beauty. Life will teach the best lesson. Life will let you feel as if you not leading a life. There will be hurdles. Life will be like that. And I wish happiness and forget not that life is worth to be happy. 

Be happy.

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

It is a beautiful Dream



Inspired by the “beautiful Sunday” of Daniel Boone, it is my own beautiful dream for you. 

Sunday night I had a dream.
I think I have known the truth of my dream.
It was a beautiful dream indeed.

Monday morning I have seen you,
Walking slowly behind me in real.
Hey, hey, your smile makes me mad like a dream.

Tuesday evening I reflected on your smile.
I think your smile should intact in my mind,
Hey, hey, it makes me feel mild.

Wednesday afternoon I have seen you during the lunch
I have seen you with wide beam.
Fine, fine, fine it definitely suits you to smile.

Thursday taught me what I shall proceed.
Whole day I was alone in my room,
Lost in the thoughts of your smile and beauty.
Hey, hey, hey your smile makes me feel cool.

Friday morning away in the lawn
In and around the beautiful dandelion,
The zephyr of your smile hallucinates on my face.

Saturday told me what I have perceive
My heart beat to say I am in love
That the sequel of your smile is heavy
Hey, hey, hey I am flying away in the aroma of your smile…..




Friday, October 18, 2013

Youngman with Tolerance



Young man in his twenties is nowhere to set off. He is all alone in his thoughts. The path to his destiny is set. But it seems boring and tedious yet rewarding. He is cool indeed and let happenings pass by. He is neither lunatic nor success fanatic yet he is in the joy to attribute his longevity. I love the way I am. I am Sangay Duba. 

Yesterday told me I was nervous. It forced to be in the situation of war zone. Today told me let’s face it. Yea, I faced it. The situation was in the triumphant victory of what I learned. I told what I learned in the project review. And finally it gave me the smile of satisfaction. After the end, I was again into the philosophy of what happiness is with professor Ananta from Orissa. It was a hectic day with immense contentment.

Monday, October 14, 2013

I love photography

I love photography and it is another enthusiasm that I really enjoy. It gives me immense pleasure to let me know and inform me about that it says thousand words. The moment of click and the moment does it inform is in itself the great essence of photography. For the same click and when the output is strange, it gives enormous contentment and satisfaction for it describes loads of things it has to say. 
 
ready?
The photo above was taken by my friend when we were on study tour to Punatshangchu. I never knew about my post as well when I take photographs. It is indeed strange and funny. Usually friends laugh whenever I take camera and got to shot them. From that day when my friend showed me the above photo in his phone, I knew why they had to laugh whenever I take photographs. 

It is happiness in it to let laugh others and do enjoy oneself with them. I love it!!

Thursday, October 10, 2013

First follower of "The Bhutanese Crow"

Hello Karma Thinley.

A chronicle of revolution of Sangay Cholden’s Random Thought was contributed with another journey for being the first follower of the blog “TheBhutanese Crow” authored by Karma Thinley.

Thank you very much for the wonderful say on me about my chance and luck to be the first follower of your wonderful blog. I am flattered indeed.

And I am sorry, there is letter ‘l’ missing in the name you have mentioned. It should be Sangay Cholden.

It was my pleasure to follow your blog and read superb articles. And yes, it is my history in the blogging world that I got to be first follower of a blog.

And I beg your pardon for the late reply.

Experiences are always good and challenging. Feelings and life tells me to maintain more interpretation in black and white. I feel more to write but fail to scribble down and say yea I have done it! And popularity isn’t the choice and criteria for my blog. Writing what I think (random thoughts) and reading what others wrote and simultaneously learning and making life worth is what interest me in blogging world. The more I write and read the more I do know about me and my life.

As of now I don’t have anything to comment and suggest. It is good to keep your blog simple. If you add more gadgets and make it fancy, it takes time to load.

I wish you happy blogging and hope we can know better being as blogger and be happy and smile as human. It is the ultimate goal in life.

Thank you

Sangay Cholden Duba