Not so long ago, I spent my childhood with my brothers. It
was indeed a profound intimacy of brotherhood. As we move to manhood and lead the
different path in life, we are miles apart. We live miles apart, so we rarely meet physically.
Mentally I ever love close in your heart,
Physically wish remain ever in my heart,
To be with you – my brothers!
It has become culture for all. A culture to meet back home only on occasions like the New Year celebration, annual rituals, Diwali, etc. It
is indeed the education that kicks us apart miles away. We study for life. We work
for life with different organizations, and we spent our lives separately for a lifetime.
All accumulations are bound for dwindling.
The dualism bounds to separatism.
But it is again a new culture that gone friends are able to meet
at the crematorium. Our new start of life shall weaken with the unloving death.
And it is enlivened for gone friends to meet again for the death at the
crematorium.
For every birth’s gladness,
I can’t defend facing death's madness.
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| Far and away on the uncertainty bridge |
The pictures I found on my PC undeniably inspired me to write this post. Not so long ago, I was in Mongar for the job training.
It was good to see and relieved in me to know that they are happy together. A
younger brother followed his older brother. Sometimes afterward, there is an end.
And on the bridge of uncertainty they dwell.
Far and away on the uncertainty bridge,
You and I dwell for the purpose of life.
Not many miles in an arena of life,
Yet life shall be worth living and shall fortify us.
For the moving death!
I was born and am living. You were born, and we are living a
life. Let’s forget not to live a life that will bring us immense and unending
happiness. Wish you happiness for all beings on this wonderful mother earth. Embrace
your mother with dignity and die with the same.  |
| And the loving brothers pass through~ |
Have a nice weekend.
Trashi Delek!!!
