As the little rapids shine reflecting moon and light from the crematorium, I stand leaning my arms upon handrails. With puffs of cigarettes and dogs lurking and barking in the night, I get lost in my own thoughts. It's been for a while, that I haven't thought nor have pondered about anything lately.
Monday, April 17, 2017
You see, there was a time, not long ago, perhaps a decade ago, that I was very much enthusiastic about the world around. I was bothered by the things that happened around the world, while people gave into fascism, religious crusades, how people were mocked if they weren't religious, how people inflicted opinions upon each other, how conniving the politicians were, how those jocks in Wall Streets got the whole world into financial crisis, why America had to go on war with any other nation when their idealism didn't match with hers, why poverty killed some 25000 people per day, why people were bombed, why Palestine's cries went unheard, why racism still existed, why world had ammunitions which were expensive and why didn't they build schools or gave food for free, why the world didn't hear Tibet's cries now but interestingly during the colonialism she was that hot chick which every white nation wanted to date and wanted to get to know her, and at the same time, if Buddhist valued impermanence so much then why few Rinpoches cling upon wealth so direly more than a marwari merchant, etc., and yes, there were too many 'whys' in my head.
But I was a kid then, writing and expressing about those thoughts were too much of a double standard, it was negative to think so, and I was going hard on myself: These were the things I was told then, and as years passed by, I stopped writing about these things, because I would get schooled for thinking so, to have these opinions was simply wrong, it was like I was always pointing towards the dirty gutter while I should have been thankful for the beautiful pedestrian above it.
Saturday, April 8, 2017
The highest number of depression cases is in the age group of 15 to 49 years in the country. The average death due to suicide stands at around seven per month, which comes to 84 suicide cases in 2016 alone.
According to WHO estimates, Bhutan should have about 20,000 people living with depression in the past year while only about 1,000 people sought treatment in hospitals. Which means only 5 percent of the people suffering from depression received treatment.
Source: Focus is on the rising menace of depression: Kuensel Editorial 8th April 2017.
Like mentioned in my other articles before, Osho said: There are two types of people, sensible and sensitive. But there's third one, combination of both, who are sensible and sensitive.
Thursday, April 6, 2017
It's been four months that I have started to work in Thimphu, and I always wanted to work here. While most might have thought that it was the quest and thirst of making and saving money, which drove them to greener pastures, for me, it was just mere responsibility that drove me towards the banks of Punatshangchhu. Or else, money never intimidated me. I have a very weird relationship with it. When I fulfilled my duty, the first thing I did, I submitted my resignation.
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