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…..

Youngman with Tolerance

A 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 lets happenings pass by. He is neither a lunatic nor a success fanatic; however, he takes joy in attributing his longevity to his experiences. I love the way I am. I am Sangay Duba. 

Yesterday I was told I was nervous. It was forced to be in the situation of a war zone. Today I told myself, “Let’s face it.” Yeah, I faced it. The situation was in the triumphant victory of what I learned. I shared what I had learned during the project review. Ultimately, it brought me a sense of satisfaction and joy. 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.

I love photography

I love photography, and it is another enthusiasm that I thoroughly enjoy. It gives me immense pleasure to let myself know and inform myself about that it says a thousand words. The moment of the click and the moment it informs are in themselves 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?

My friend took the photo above when we were on a study tour to Punatshangchu. I never knew about my post as well when I took photographs. It is indeed strange and funny. Usually friends laugh whenever I take a camera and get to shoot them. From that day when my friend showed me the above photo on his phone, I knew why they had to laugh whenever I took photographs. 

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

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

Happiness or Purpose?

Does it differ from one to another? Does the definition suffice to all human beings? What is happiness? 

Once upon a time there lived six boys. They were friends, from different parent.  And the backgrounds of their parents were diverse. Most of the time they mingled together, playing, gossiping and mostly studying. They were student somewhere where the heat of modernization wasn’t intensified. 

There were two SOnam Jiks among them. In order to shun perplexity they supplemented T and S after surname indicating Tall and Short. Sonam Jiks T and Sonam Jiks S. Further abbreviated to SJT and SJS. Does it sound cool? 

One fine day they went on excursion. They were travelling through a beautiful lawn. Out of nowhere they switched on to discuss about how an individual label happiness.  One of them asked, “What happiness to you?” 

Two of them said the happiness for him is managing to survive. For one owning buildings and expensive vehicles best describe him to be happy ever. For SJS and SJT happiness to them is having a likeness of Cristano Ronaldo and Brad Pit. For another one getting hold of tiger skin, elephants’ tusk, nine eyed Zee etc believe him to be happy. To marry a beautiful girl in their life and to be her erotic hubby will let them happy to all except SJS, not to be erotic to his wife. 

Their notion on happiness differs. Happiness differs a great deal in which how they want to pilot their life. Within individual definitions of happiness fluctuate. Our hope turns to fear, fear to hope, suffering to happiness, happiness to suffering. 

When we are child walking long distance, carrying on dad or mom’s back is happiness. As teenagers, watching the girls in bikinis is happiness. In our midlife, money and profession are happiness. And when we are old, late eighties, to be kind is happiness I guess? It is indeed that we grow old diminishing the hate and partiality. Everything gets subsided under the thought of futility. And is it happiness or purpose? 

Be Happy and smile. 

What is happiness for you? Let me know if you are happy to share and smile.