Song of Heart

The love of one person makes a big differences in our life.             

It's great to live a life with the company of one friend.                   

we lit the lamp in the dark night with a trust.                                 

Love full of tears contained the photos of you.                              .

No matter  how wounded is my heart                                         

Still heart keeps the memories of the person that I love

Sorrows that we had while departing                                         

Always had the trust to be together again.                                

 The flower that I wanted                                                         

 Was picked by someone else.                                                

  But the memories always remained in my eyes                      

   Happy moments that we had together                                

 Was maintained by our companies                                     

  But now we became like a stranger                                  

Making me heartless                                                          

 The lamp was put off

 Don't ask me where my heart pains
Who I am is me

  I am heartless but still I am alive                                                               

My wound heart is you

  That makes me laugh

 Somewhere if I get lost   

 Think that I was just a wind

 The beautiful words are always there

   I will flow as a water in your memory

 I will watch you being as a sky

 In your troubles

  I will meet you being as a God

 No matter how I am

 I will always remain who I am

When I first came to Sherubtse, I felt as if I could work like my parents,I turned around to see the place for my little heart. This is the beginning of my life at Sherubtse as a Sherubtsean, as a daughter and as a citizen...haha

This is second step as a gardener...I spend my free time working in the garden. My little vegetables had grown a bit. I am happily waiting,,,,

Now the saag is grown little bigger than I thought,,,always looking after them and guiding them...

Garden where I can spent my lonely days,,,always going there and spending time

We know the value when we are far away from our dear parents

Looking after the garden,,,making them happy,,,hehe,,,,guiding them as guide

Little thing makes a big differences...

Finally, my garden has become little greener than before...hoping to harvest early

Now its almost ready for the harvest.....every time visiting garden thinking that the time has come

Gardening is the best way to spent our free time,weekends and it wash away our bore

Finally I am happy because i don't have to run to shops every time. I can go to my garden and have some vegetables.

Finally, I realized that,we can even decorate our hostel with good work. This brought me to thank my parents for what they made me. I can spend my weekends working as a gardening. In fact, i like and enjoy my life working rather than studying i believe,,,but i take both as my best friends.

Diwali

Diwali, the festival of lights, many people attend firework displays, prayers and celebratory events across the world every autumn. The festival is celebrated by the Hindus, for a variety of reasons, although the main theme which runs throughout is the triumph of light over darkness and good over evil.

Diwali is the 5 days festivals of lights, celebrated by millions of Hindus across the world. The actual day of diwali is traditionally celebrated on the festival’s 3^rd day which this year falls on Saturday, October 25^th. Diwali is also known as deepawali. It means, “A row or cluster of lights” or “rows of diyas (clay lamps)”. The festival symbolizes the victory of righteousness and the lifting of spiritual darkness. During diwali, the goddess lakshmi, who symbolizes wealth, happiness and prosperity, is also worshipped.

Diwali marks the beginning of the Hindu New Year. It is celebrated on the 15^th day of kartika (October or November) in the Hindu calendar.

People celebrate diwali to honor Rama Chandra. It is believed that on this day, Rama Chandra returned to his people after 14 years of exile during which he fought and won a battle against the demons and the demon king Ravana.

It is also celebration with regard to a sister named Yamuna who awaited and longed for his brother Yamaraj for their re-union after their departure. They had best rapport and bond between them but stayed separately. Yamuna missed Yamaraj a lot hence she invited him. Firstly a crow was sent to Yamaraj’s place to invite Yamaraj but he was unwilling to come due to some inconvenience. Crow returned unsuccessful.

Then the dog willingly went to Yamaraj to invite Yamaraj but seemed unsuccessful. Then cow made Yamaraj to understand his sister’s concern on him. Then he came riding an energetic bull. Therefore the crow, dog, cow and ox are worshipped as a token of appreciation. It is believed that Yamuna pasted colorful tika to her brother Yamaraj. The same is done to brothers by the sisters. They break walnut after tika depicting the killing of enemies

Diwali at Sherubtse, Kanglung also was memorable. Around 6pm, all the lhotshampas, Dantak people and interested people gathered in mandir. We decorated the mandir, lighted the earthen lamps (clay lamps) and started with the programme. We sang bhajans along worshipping goddess lakshmi. After that, some interested people went to play dawsuray.

Celebration of dashain.

Dashain is one of the most important and significant festival for the Hindu communities in and around the world. It is a day which marks the victory of truth over evil. It has indeed two stories. One of them covers the fact, that it is celebrated with regard to Lord Rama’s victory over Ravana. The fact says that, it is celebrated for the best season.

“The festival falls in Autumn/sarad ritu which is the season of harvest. All the crops are harvested, grains are stored in the house, fruits are ripped and, flowers bloom in the garden. There is favorable weather condition and temperature is marine”, said Mrs. Sumi Gurung, 32 years old.

 Dashain is also known as Dasahara. Dasa means, “obstacles or misfortune”, Hara means, “remove or disappear”. Thus, younger ones receive blessings from the elders to remove obstacles and to make their bright future.

“The festival is charged with lot of enthusiasm, jest, and happiness. During dashain family members from all over the world and different parts of the country come together. The festivals usually last for ten days. On this day, younger children receive tika and blessings from the elder parents and grandparents”, said Mr. Bom Bahadur Chhetri, 74years old, lives in Dantak Camp.

Many people worship goddess Durga Bhavani and visit temples to pray the goddess. This is called the Nauatha visit.

“Despite being far from my parents, the day was as memorable as the one which I have spent with my family. Early in the morning, I went to Hindu mandir to get blessings and went to senior brother’s house to put tika and get blessing. Although I missed my home and parents, I complemented the tika ceremony I had to that of village. I am indeed blessed to be here where every ceremony is made memorable with best interest of time. To conclude, the day was very enjoyable, not less than that of home”, said Mr. Hari Narayan Timsina, 1st semester, A English Dzongkha.

Dashain is celebrated as a common festival of rich and poor and as a symbol of power. People observe Tika receiving ceremony as an opportunity to resume past broken relations with their relatives and friends. Dashain is an immense opportunity for the relatives living abroad to come together. This was 2071 years of dashain celebration in Hindu calendar.

Dully my little friend…………..

I still could remember the bygone days. Sitting by the corner and watching my friends play. I never got the chance to play during my childhood days and surprisingly I never demand anything from my parents and that was the greatest gift for my parents.

Sometimes I sit alone and wonder why we are separated as living beings and non-living beings. The little friend of mind only talks to me. I can hear her feelings and inner voice. I wish her life to be extra ordinary. Deep in my heart, I realized that, each heart holds the secrets of love and care. She is my guide to lead me in a right way. The moment I shed my tears, she comes rushing to me just to comfort and makes me laugh again. Life becomes bitter with no body to support and courage during the long journey. Life is often a daydream; introductions and conclusions.

When I was a kid, puppies were my best friends. Now she is my friend, little sister who guides me whole night and reminds me of the life that I am leading. Life is lonely without a companion to share my feelings. I have experienced several bitter moments. I feel like my life has become nightmare without a destination.

She taught me what actually our life is. She used to call me when I don’t feel sleepy and make me sleep. She taught me all the good and bad things in my life. I was happy and thought I was lucky to have her as my sister but that was just my fake dream. Inevitable time came between us. She left me behind all alone. The facilities that I was having with her became all fake. Still then, I am happy because I could at least love with all my heart just to make her happy and provide her whatever she wants.

She is lord and god for me, equal to my dear parents. I share more with her than my close friends, because she is my savior, friend, sister and above all dear Lord. Though she became stranger, I feel the presence of love in my heart.

My only and silent prayers are always there to guide you and save you from the devil things that come on your way.

Journey of life

Happiness is like a butterfly...sometimes it comes to us and sometimes it flies away...

What is life????? Where my life did lies????

Sometimes life gives us the uncountable pains. Sometimes the happiness becomes our own but sometimes it gives us pain becoming strangers. The person that we know becomes the person that we knew. The desert happily waits for the summer. We will think that, our problems have a solution because we have someone. But all in vain. 

The innocent people even will have their turn. People always choose the things that they want. For an example, people cuts the tress on their own choice…they never think what the trees have to bear. Sometimes life gives us the uncountable pains. The sweetest flowers sometime fail to give the smell. When we are happy everyone will be around us but when we are depressed everyone becomes strangers. This is way of life. The relations become a lie. Everything become strangers. 

From where did the wind come??? From where??? Wind blew away all my happiness…all my dreams….what has happened to your promise??? Journey of my life became a lie…mixed everything. Even if you forget, that’s fine but I won’t.

The purest river and the sweetest environment became the sweetest songs in my life. Our life becomes like a butterfly...sometimes it brings us the happiness and sometimes the same happiness fade away....