Monday, December 26, 2016

To Understand Love.

I asked her, "don't you get mad upon him when he works late hours?"
She said, "no, I don't. I just have to watch when he eats, because he doesn't eat on time".

What is it to be in love, that everybody craves for it like a drunkard craves for an ale, the bees for pollens, a junkie for a syringe full of opium, an addict for caffeine or nicotine?

Monday, December 19, 2016

Pens!

At times, we ponder upon how private our lives are? What should we share with the world or what we shouldn't? And my mind swings like a pendulum, should I or should I not share? 
There's some addiction about writing, and writing has always been a personal passion of mine, and it is here on my blog that I have shared many things related to what I am engaged and involved upon. Let me share with you, about my voyage with papers and pen. 

You see, all my life, I have been a collector, a collector of memories, pens, books, pencils, papers, colours, files, notepads, diaries, etc., basically the things I am passionate about. I have always taken it personally when I actually write with pens and not type with keyboards, it brings me closer to the articles or anecdotes or measurement books that I have written with my hand. 

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

Infinity

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

Window.

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. 

Monday, September 5, 2016

Murky Thoughts.

There comes a time, when all of us, are engulfed with doubts, like viruses consuming our sanctity of peace, we try to obliterate so many things and in all, the repercussions of our own thoughts lead to questioning ourself.

The median age of Bhutan is 25.5 as per NSB, which means we are a very young country. The thing is, employment causing a gruesome problem, our perspective towards any jobs have changed. We don't much like to apply for jobs, because we tend to think that pre-selected candidates are there. Albeit, many when unemployed don't research and develop oneself, it is bound to happen that our general lot becomes more confused. It's mid night, and you open your window, only to see dogs barking or kids fighting.

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Google Earth And us

So, it's a weekend and I don't know, when was the last weekend I went out and had fun with friends. It seems, like ages ago. 

Anyway, let's discuss Google Earth and us, the Bhutanese. Google Earth is a virtual globe, map and geographical information program that was originally called EarthViewer 3D created by Keyhole, Inc, a Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) funded company acquired by Google in 2004 (see In-Q-Tel). It maps the Earth by the superimposition of images obtained from satellite imagery, aerial photography and geographic information system (GIS) onto a 3D globe. ~ Shamelessly copied from Wikipedia. 

Sunday, August 28, 2016

Celebrating Life, Celebrating Friends: Episode X.

"Do you know her?" nervously I inquired about my crush. 
"Oh Yes! I slept with her"
That moment, I would have killed him thousand times over, but we were lads way back in high school. 

Oh, and that's the first time I had ever talked to Sonam Tenzin, aka Tsheku. Of course, he was lying about the whole saga, but that's him. Tsheku and I, we weren't best buddies during high school days. But when he had gone to CST, those were the days when we became good friends. 

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Good In Everybody: Introduction.

"Five years from now, how do you see yourself?" 

"Being Happy!" well that's what I always told. This line wasn't something that I had read on the INTERNET, because ten years ago, we didn't have much access to INTERNET. 

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Toilet Designs for Bhutan Toilet Org.

Going beyond complaints and being the change to provide "Clean Toilets for All"!

Bhutan Toilet Org. is established with a broad vision to provide "Clean Toilet for All". The Organization aims to make clean toilet accessible for all and inspire behavioural change by building public awareness and citizen volunteerism.

Mission: Clean Toilets for All!

Friday, August 5, 2016

Dophu & Dhan Maya Chronicles: Episode I - Coffee

Dophu and Dhan Maya walks into coffee cafeteria. 

Saturday, July 30, 2016

Daw-shurey!

I have met with all sorts of people, oh hell yeah, I can totally say that. And each day, I have had something new to learn from them. 

Sunday, July 17, 2016

On Losing Weight.

Don't blame the conditions, don't blame any of the phases, you just are there. So, there I was too, fat and alcoholic! 

Disclaimer: This is not a narcissistic post, it is just about a journey. Since this is my blog, I have written something about me today. 

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Celebrating Life, Celebrating Friends: Episode IX

It seems that you have many female friends than male friends? I would just smile and not answer, because I didn't want to explain that I had more male friends than female friends, it didn't matter what others thought. Even if I did explain, one wouldn't understand for it doesn't speak about me, but the filth in that person's mind, when notions as such extent of scrutiny triggers. Maybe, these days, friendship is something people don't understand at all.

In 2015, I came across two of the best people, one was Nama and another was Lobzang Choden. Yes, both are pretty people. Apart from masculine name, Lobzang is a pretty woman.

Sunday, July 3, 2016

Ugyen's Day

Ugyen wanted to race and we did, he wanted to go to Children's Park, and we did. He wanted to play and we did. While it was going to rain, I told him, "Let's head home."
"You are just making an excuse because you want to go home and work", he said. 

Thursday, June 30, 2016

The Other Side of Me.

You see, at times, we are bogged down by work and most often, by the environment and humans in it - puny, sloppy, snobby, quirky, lazy, etc.,. What is positive and negative, I still wonder, and I have had left reading for couple of months. This perilous act of mine, to remain 'illiterate educated literate uneducated' started sometime in 2015, and no matter how hard I tried, I always seemed so lost to read.

Let me not google and let me take a risk, I believe it was  sometime in 2007 when Sidney Sheldon died, maybe it was 16th January 2007? Nope it was 30th January 2007. Okay, when he died, it was then that I came to know that he was a man and not a woman.

Sunday, June 26, 2016

Old Age for Them.

Dhan Maya: So our little Nado wants us at retirement home?

 Dhan Maya said with her eyes tearful.

Dophu: Our Nado has grown up and he is doing fine in life, why do you take it so negatively? He cares for us and he isn't having time for us, that's why he is sending us there. See, these brochures. It has got sofas, big bed for us and they have TV, it's like Five Stars Hotel's Suite!

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Sketches and me: All of my Sketches that I could trace of.

Till date, I did try to sketch people whom I have met. Mostly I sketched my friends and people who requested me to sketch. But rarely did I sketch without being asked for, and those were the ones which took more time. So Today, let me share few of those sketches that I had sketched once. If you ask me about the original copies, I will tell you that they are all gone. Yes, Gone! I can't seem to find them amongst those heaps of papers that I have accumulated. My sketches have been missing and these are all I have as my memories, thanks to modern era and its technology of digital cameras. I hope, I can be descriptive with my works. Some of the sketches I never had photographed, can never be found again. Actually, every sketch does have a story, and let me tell you about each one of them. :) Aren't photographs amazing? It brings out memories of once.

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Celebrating Life, Celebrating Friends: Episode VIII

When 2015 was in its full swing of hammering me with things I would always wanted to avoid, something interesting was happening as well. While I was shredding those barks of youth and maturing up as a person, I became good friends with Namgay Nama Dorjee. 

Celebrating Life, Celebrating Friends: Episode VII

"I wish sometimes, if only I had an elder sister to talk to, I could be slightly open and she could actually understand me". 

When I read those lines, sometime in 2013 or 2014, it did strike me. All my life, battling my own issues, I had forgotten what my sister was going through? 

Monday, June 13, 2016

Rape, Abortion and Women.

There's one more story about rape and once again people are heated up to discuss this on Facebook, while the majority of people sympathize and empathize over victim's melancholy, there still are people who tend to be pretentious and condescendingly have blamed the victim. This however, isn't the first time I would be reading, and seldom have I written about this topic.

We all know the definition of rape, why wouldn't we? We have cases whereby we were reported that a 11 month old and a 75 year old were victims. 

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

A Trip to Remember.

It might seem to you that I might be lying, when I say, I am busy. You might retaliate with memes or slogans from Facebook saying: it's matter of priority, nobody is that busy? But trust me, 2016 is a busy year for me, as it might seem that I have bitten more than I could chew? 

So, finally, a laptop that I had ordered for, has reached on my desk, and I am too lazy to take a picture of it, as I am very much tired installing all the required softwares, deleting them when few couldn't work. Why is everything so hard? Weren't we just happy with Windows XP? Bad joke. 

Friday, June 3, 2016

Me, My friends and Club Single-hood.

Me, My friends and Club Single-hood. 

There was a time, when like and love didn't have much difference and if someone told you that you are being liked, it meant you are being loved. But with time, we grew into adults and the more we matured, the more confrontations we resumed towards convincing ourselves. We all miss high school days for this very fact I presume. 

Friday, May 20, 2016

Entrepreneur?

So, the Nation has now known, and trust me, I am not an entrepreneur, Not Yet. If you would have asked me to spell the word, without any prior help with computer, I am pretty sure that I won't have spelled it correctly. 

How did it happen? 

I was on Facebook, like all the time. I had few notifications and I was added in one of the groups created by Binu Creative Donkey. His page, where I was added, had a link to MOLHR & BITC, whereby they were hosting an Innovation Business Idea for 2016. I had known that it had occurred in past years and I never wrote or mailed them. This year however, I want to do many things, I just thought, why not give a shot? But when I saw the deadline, it was the very next day I had to submit my write up. 

Saturday, April 30, 2016

Why Knight?

The fire dances sharing its luminescence with people dancing around, 
While its rays bounces on the surface of turbulent river,
I witness the battle of moon and fire on eddies and vortex, while the surface of river itself battles with wind, 
shadows dazzling on faces which smiled, on bodies which were momentarily in commotion, 
while cigarette smoke had no chance to be seen, music about not getting worried echoed to the other bank, 
while everybody got lost in those giggles and flamboyant moment, 
I stood leaning next to a tree, worrying and getting consumed over things visible and invisible, doubting my own existence, was I born wrong or was I born to be this sad or was I born to be treated this way or was my existence something disgraceful?

Friday, April 1, 2016

Break

I understand that not many visit my blog, and I am pretty sure that I don't dazzle like other authors. I been tied up with work lately and I been losing weight, no I am not ill. I have never been happier in ages. :) 

Now that I have started to sort out my life, finally, I have made few promises to myself, which I am keeping each day, sternly. This happens to be one of them, I am going to take a break from updating my blog. 

I have realized that I write when I am stressed out or melancholic, but from here on, I want to see writing in a very different perspective. I have so many things going on, so many projects that I am engaged upon, and I am trying to be better each day: No man should be heard if he sucks at his own occupation. 

Henceforth, this is a small break I am taking, in order to focus upon my other things, my priorities. I will be back in few months, till then, do read my old posts if you liked what I wrote till date. I am signing out for a while. I have taken these kind of breaks in my past as well, and this is nothing new. Next time you read my posts, I hope I mesmerize you guys. Till then, take care and never stop reading, never give up on reading anything that you come across. Good Night. :) 

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Celebrating Life: Episode VI

"I am slightly tipsy, I will be around Swimming pool, come pick me up."
Me: Okay, I will be there. 

"This is not how you face life, it seems you didn't learn anything from me. You just can't smoke and drink your life away. One relationship, and you are like this?"

"Don't be an asshole in life like him, today nobody turned out for funeral". 

"Your days to learn guitar has gone". 

"Don't be that guy who pays for each of his friends. Don't be Azha Passa. But at the same time, don't be that douche bag who mooches money from his friends. That's being worse than being Azha Passa."

"Okay, so you want to marry her? I will do anything that I can, to make it happen."

"Did you talk about puberty with them? You must have been shy, you should have asked why your pubic hair is growing and why your penis as well is?"

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Dear God.

Dear God,

With due respect and utmost apologies, keeping the fear of hell and glories of heaven aside, vociferous as I could be, I with utmost doubts of your existence and fear about the consequences that I might have to face if you existed, as laconic as I could get: what the fuck? God! 

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Celebrating Holi.

"Dawa! Darwaza kholo!". 
Me just like Hema Malini, "Nahi!".

Thank God! None of my friends were fans of Daya from CID! Varna, Darwaza thoar deta! BC! 

This was something, which happened every other day, during Holi. Holi is an Indian festival, festival of colours. I presume, Holi happens to be the second festival after Shivratri, whereby Marijuana is taken for granted in India. 

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

My bucket List.

At times, we all tend to think of coming up with bucket list, things we do before we kick the bucket. I never had one, I am happy go lucky chap, just like my father. 

We are never too late to come up with bucket list, so here I jot down mine: I would rather call it as, 25 things I want to do before I die, and yes, I don't see living beyond 52. 

Celebrating Friends: Episode V.

Today, let me write about one of my favourites, in the entire world, my immediate brother, Pema Tamang a.k.a, Pumps. 

Apa's favourite son. Pema and I were very notorious when we grew up, we would do all sorts of mischiefs and fought a lot. He was always good at managing his stuff, compared to me.








Monday, February 29, 2016

Celebrating Friends: Episode IV

Always been a fan of Selfies when Smart phone wasn't around.
All his pics are taken from laptop and I have plenty of them stored since college days. 
The first time I heard, "Dawa Tamang, Warangal", at Indian Embassy in Thimphu, I took my placement letter and left the hall. I was so pissed, where the heck is that place? I thought, I was very much sad and very much angry. All my friends had availed for Civil Engineering, and we all expected to be placed together. Turned out, life had better things stored for us, and today, I do believe that everything happens for a reason. 

There was a tiny guy, who told me, my friend as well will be leaving for Warangal. You are taking my body guard away, and then there came this six foot tall handsome man, well built, shook my hand and said: Charo chey ya Warangal inna. 

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Celebrating Friends: Episode III.

When he wasn't at his best. 
So, now if you ask me, whom am I very much fond of? Then I will tell you Phub Tshering! It is not a classy name, and though it is next to Penjo or Dophu, such a typical ngalong name, isn't it? Not Rigden or Kelden or Yoesel. :p 

I first saw this guy when we were taking part in some art competition. I was in fourth standard and my painting was very much messy. My head was low and I knew, I messed up. We were given only one paper and a set of water colours to paint. I already felt so low and that mean head mistress said: It's so dirty (with her frowning face). 

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Will it matter?

Some people can dance, some can sing, some can be pretty, some can be pretty mean and then......

These days I am tangled upon between my thoughts, which isn't much new to me. I have come to this age that it doesn't bother me, my thoughts don't bother me at all. 

Monday, February 22, 2016

Episode II: Celebrating Life, Celebrating Friends.

When I left for India, my father told me that I should refrain myself from discussing about religion, that India was not in a mood to discuss liberally about Hindu-Muslim conflicts. He also advised me not to eat anything which I would be offered by passengers in train. 

I would discuss and read about various religions, and eat what I was offered by strangers, I guess, I am lucky in that ways. 

Imam at his best. 
It was one of those classes of Engineering Graphics. I was in first year and we would go to  our classes with Mini-drafters, imagining it to be AK-47, felt like a military personnel then. I was admitted late and though my roll number was 21, I was seated on the second last table. It was a big hall and this was second class for Engineering Graphics. 

It was already second week in Warangal, and I didn't like the place much, then, today I long to go back there. It was always hot and we would say, "only two seasons in Warangal, summer and super summer". 

Monday, February 15, 2016

Celebrating Friends: Episode I

I thought of washing my clothes, it is already 12 am and I can't sleep. My memories go back to high school days and then I don't remember the faces of my crushes, I don't remember much about my class desks or benches or those books I read then, I don't remember those quirky formulas, or I don't remember those days I tried hard to look good. 

I am taken back vividly to those memorable days when I met all these beautiful friends of mine. 

So, let me write about my best friend so far, Namgay Dorjee. 

Monday, February 8, 2016

3rd bloggers meet : stand up comedy.

I haven't had attended many bloggers' meet or conferences in previous year. I was there in the beginning, while there was this discussion about how we would go about forming CBB and its constitution. After that, never did I attend any of the conferences.  I wasn't in a state of meeting new people, and a lot had happened in 2015. I was very mean to a lot of people I presume. 

Monday, February 1, 2016

February is Here!

Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, February is here, and just like every year, we shall face it bravely!

No matter how tough you act, there always is this little part of you which will make you actually get bothered about what people talk about you. And with that, there is always a little mild tension or pressure in your mind, while you are single and all of your mates are either dating, getting married or having babies. You eventually succumb to the fact that you will be going home alone, and sleeping a sleep in your warm bed, all alone.

Monday, January 25, 2016

The First And the Last Knight.

Now that Chetan Bhagat has declared that he will write a story being in a woman's shoes, how can I not dab on what I wanted to write?

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

A Gentleman's Valentine.

Meet Karma, a lad who has been so hardworking and never has he ever, been vociferous and verbose. That ways, Karma goes to office from home, and home from office. He drinks and smokes and he is very much a loner. Karma is a civil servant and what he earns can only afford him getting drunk at his own house. 

Meet Tshoki, an entire emotional fool package, that led her have bizarre past, heart breaks and emotionally damaged.