Im stressed out,going through depression.I cannot cope up with the
environment  around me and my studies.It is for sure that im goin to
flunk this year.My future seems bleak.I call home and my parents give
me support but this is not enough,I still cant find peace.

Then I keep pondering until I realize this.
I've become cruel in a way that I'm ever ready to retaliate
for a stupid cause.The ego in me is enormous.I look into the
mirror and see someone else.
This devil underneath my skin is turning me into a beast.

When I was just a little kid I used to pray before I was off to bed.
I used to prostrate three times every night.I remember myself
always walking on the left side of the prayerflags.
During those days,it was very gruesome for me to kill a dieing ant.

With faith in the mighty god,I would visit every monastery.
But now,to be frank,gradually bhuddism is fading away from me.
The thangkas my mom gave me are locked in my closet.I hardly take
out my shoes while entering the altar.I only pray when im in a
thick soup but what good does that do me.
Smoking and drinking used to be scandalous,not anymore.

This flashback made me see my U-turn in life.But its ok,
there is still ample of time left,let me start anew..
To all those who are searching for peace in your mind,
never forget who you are,where you belong,what you do..........

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It takes my breath away,to know that I have a king who drinks cheap
liquor from the hands of an ostracized poison giver.It touches my heart
when I see my king embrace shabby old strangers.


I have a King that practically consoles his grief stricken subjects.
Just to ease victims from the next tremor,my king slept in a house
wrecked by earthquake. To add to it, HM cooked food in earthquake prone
areas for kids that were vulnerable to the trauma and the disaster.
.This is far beyond the expectations of the people.
Words simply could'nt explain what I felt.

HMk5 is our country's greatest asset.He is the weapon we possess that no other
country can create.His words of wisdom echo in my mind and that helps me strive
and thrive for excellence.


Besides his dynamic leadership,his charm and handsomeness drives the girls crazyyy!
Thats exactly what happened in June 2006, during the 60th anniversary of King
Bhumibol’s coronation in Thailand.It was our king Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck
who unexpectedly stole the show.
While all the other elusive royals were attired in expensive jewelery it was our King
wearing a simple black gho,walking amidst spectators,waving his hands,mingling with
the people who had long been waiting only to have a glance at the blue bloods.
His Majesty had won the hearts of many thais....

Living in a peaceful country where the government cares for the happiness of it's people
and where the King is heaven sent,I must admit that my country will soon rise above all.
Wow! I'm proud to be Bhutanese..
You will always be in my prayers my King Jigme Khesar.

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Its hard to believe how strong grandmothers love can be.It's so
strong that the thought of her leaving my world moistens my eye.
Everything that she did for me is embedded in the inner core of
my heart and for that I can never repay her.

Where my mother stands right now is all because of my grandmom's
struggle,effort and patience.

Before my mother could complete her higher educations my grandfather
expired,and this was'nt a thing that bothered
my illiterate grandmother from educating her eldest daughter,
not even lucrative jobs that my mother could have availed during
those days with her lower secondary education.Grandma knew what
education meant.

After mom got scholarship to India for her excellence in studies,
mom said Grandma used to pick up and drop mom till the bordering
town barefeet...

 Through the thick and thin she managed to move on
with insuffciency of money.she even  sold her heirlooms
and most of the time she wove as many clothes as possible.


Her passion for flowers is mind blowing.Watering plants everyday
and treating it like her own family.
I sometimes even feel she can communicate with the flowers through
her heart,her flowers bloom so well all over the house...


I will never forget how she used to comeby at night just to
check on me,silent footsteps with rosary in her hand.....
If she finds me awake, it meant to her that im hungry and
unable to sleep,maybe because i have a strong appetite
for her foods.

It feels like my soul is getting blown away by the winds when we
depart.I will always love her and be with her,till death do us apart.
She has shown me the meaning of love and i embrace it....this creation
of god is incredible.....Grandma I LOVE YOU...:) AND THANK YOU FOR
THE EXTRA CARE AND ATTENTION YOU GAVE ME as the only male in family,
besides dad.

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