My village tells a Message

When I am bored with nothing to do, I scribble such thoughts. I am not crazy enough yet, but I enjoy it and make me smile. Life is worth living to learn and learn and learn…. Have a nice time and be happy!!!

One among the villages near and by my village called Pangthang,

Plateau apposite on the gentle slope opposite the village of Baeyul,

One among the felt the heavenly god and caring people of pleasure,

Even beautiful birds and gentle wind mesmerize to pass more.

Hundreds and thousands of diverse beautiful flowers occupy the heavenly plateau.

And that beautiful and angelic nature of lively girls and women

That the men behold their defined destiny with wonderful subject

Pure and happy is my evergreen beautiful village, Pangthang.

I step forth to leave, and those feelings drag me back yet again.

The aroma of beautiful beings and environment with burgeon

Dance to and fro the lively, ever heavenly abbot on earth.

I am in love, and yet again and again I remember my village.

Deep down, running fast to catch the waiting friends of India

There runs and yells the river Ngera Ama Chu—meanders beautifully.

Twist between there and here to balance the motion of swirl

And fall from above and dance away yet again to pass the message.

Of happiness from Happy Bhutan!!!

The Hot

‘Hello; I am coming there for the romance'.

Bunny still asleep on the bed infelicitous.

Far that way on the cliff degree of fall was shameful

And that girl with broken leg….  

With fat lips and chubby cheek fasten with your own tone,

On the skinny lined lip of lazy and crazy man,

Far on that little distance yet appears so hot

And that crazy man with broken lips….

Unfurl sexy warm air of thy breathe  

Rushing blood and yet hot in its appearance for the first time

Far away yet near and beneath somewhere duality pushed

And that crazy couple with hot surrounding.…. 

Philosophical Random Debate on Life!!

A child will be born. He will be born out of duty or love. He’ll be born to a diverse background with the same trait of not becoming a liar. Every child is not born a liar. The moment he is kicked out of the womb, he is thrown into the world of partiality, hardheartedness, hatred, and bullying, and only a few are thrown into the world of sympathy, adoration, concern, and empathy. All babies share the same mindset, which includes courage, fear, and mercy. Mind it! You are born for the purpose.

The moment he is born, he cries. He shed tears. He shed tears of joy, joyous to see the world through the lens of the divine dynasty of his times. And now he is a baby. He is a baby that will cry for another baby’s cry. He will show distinct preferences to adults who help rather than hinder others. He’ll offer unsolicited help to the adult who struggles to reach something.

Yet time will teach him to change accordingly. Times are good, and times are bad. In the aroma of romance, there is always the setback and prompt that has to be considered, and then you have to move on, though. The times of bad surroundings drive him to the hell he may expect in his lifetime. The realm of hatred, denial, rejection, and the entire bad fortune will teach him to be the most terrible person in the world. This is why you will see people sacrificing their lives for vengeance. When he is driven into the society of compassion and sympathy, he will be adorned with respect and prestige. This is where he will see the real human in him. And if possible, he will change the world for all times to come.

He has characters. The character loves and sees the world revolving for the cause, yet he won’t feel the revolution. He will be too late by the time he reaches a true understanding of what it means to be human within himself. The repentance will not help to heal the past. His present and past will give no indication of his future. Therefore, it is crucial for him to remain aware of the present, past, and future.

This is my simple thought: the thought of how to be a good human, at least to oneself and at the max to the world. I know nothing except the jovial to enjoy as speaking lord, the luxury of possessing thinking power, and the necessity of being good. I will use my privilege to request all humans on earth to change the world not only at your times but for all times to come.

Be happy and good luck.