Tuesday, November 29, 2016

How I see Art?

I just wish many people learned about art, and in fact, I wish that many do pursue art. There is beauty in every little thing, in your pain and in your joyous days, in those little algebraic formula to shapes in those geometry, in those disproportionate to symmetrical figures, in those shades of colours to mere black and white films, in those conspiracies to accidents, in life and in death, in love and hatred, in dying leaves to blooming flowers, in those patterns of abstract to mere straight lines, in your scars and in your untouched skin,  in your infancy to maturity, in your foolishness to wisdom, and not to forget, in your farts and poops!

Monday, November 21, 2016

The Year that was 2016.

Every year, I try to review over what had happened? I always like to stop myself from all the hassle that goes around, and actually review, review the year's events. This has always made me remember things and think about what I should do in future. 

Friday, November 4, 2016

Music And Us.

You know there was a time, when music and songs made sense? Yes, they made sense. Even Anuradha Paudwal's bhajans made sense then, yes, the very songs about Jai Ganesha and Kunchai Bihari. It's simple, no rocket science in there, basically back in those days, lyrics were crafted well, people put thoughts in them and weren't they melodies, hymns and rhythms? Oh they all made sense. And not to forget all those singers had some melody and soothing voices. 

Sunday, October 23, 2016


This is not in regard to mathematical annotations, nor about any of the sciences. It's in regard to standing behind the window again :p

Lately I been thinking a lot, and I don't know whether that's for good or not. :) Anyway, I have been thinking. I look outside, while the moon shines bright, and it reflects upon the hills and ridges, leaves and trees, while the streets are empty and dogs are howling and barking, why can't they ever get along?

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Leaving PHPA.

It's October, a year after my formal request, that my resignation finally is forwarded. There was a time, I badly wanted to leave Bajo. 

Thursday, October 20, 2016

Politics and Us?

In the year 2007, I got selected for scholarship, just like hundreds of students from Bhutan. My placement, was in India - the largest democracy in world. 

I was sent into a government college then, and it was a good college. There were various students from various nations and there were Indians from every state of India. The concept for formally known as RECs and currently NITs, was that they wanted to mix Indians from all the states of India. I was told verbally, by my fellow colleagues then, that it was  Nehru's idea to mix Indians from all the states, so that these engineers would serve India better, understanding each other. It was a good concept, but then, humans would be humans, we had people divided, and I would jokingly tell them at times, 'it's a mini India in here'. Despite that segregation, it was interesting to find how they unified during few agendas. 

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Celebrating Life, Celebrating Friends: Episode XI

It was in the year 2007, I had visited CST to meet my friends from High School Days, and I went to Tsheku's room. 

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Moonlighting and Us?

As we all have succumbed to the mess and controversies on social media, and have actually had knack to lose our peace of minds, I wonder over an issue. 

Recently there was a news about few civil servants doing their part times as Taxi Drivers. And at times, I think, I have given up on thoughts, and have started to follow the mob. I now, don't follow a news till its end, exactly as the mainstream media wanted all of us to be. 

Anyway, it was debatable whether a civil servant should do their part time or not? My stand, they should! 

Monday, September 26, 2016


Standing behind this window shutter, I lean and rest my arms on it and watch outside, I get lost into my thoughts. Several times, while stealing glimpses of people outside. I lean back and sit on the chair and don't stare too much. I face this monitor, if she were a girl, she would have loved me dearly for always paying her too much attention, and I believe I haven't sat on mother's lap more than I did on this chair. I have been trying myself to refrain from over thinking, henceforth I look outside at times and get back on this chair and monitor. But at times, it is bound to happen, and there I am, lost in my thoughts. Perhaps, 'Thoughts and Works' brewed up with the very foundation of these sorts of thoughts, way back in college. 

Sunday, September 18, 2016

The Millennials of Bhutan

Who are Millennials? Well, this is the generation born between Generation X and Generation Z, often considered from early 1980s to mid 1990s. As of 2014's demographic data, Bhutan's median age happens to be 25.5 years, meaning Bhutan still consists majority of millennial generation population. So, it's the generation of my batch.