Like a gust of a wind

I came into this world in 1993.As a tiny toy,small and innocent i was handed over to my mothers hand.My mother would have given a simple smile staring at me but a great joy running inside her.Just like any other new borns,i would have been desperately searching through my mother's chest for the milk and may have had sucked it as if i have stayed hungry for months. After that chapter 1 of my samsara life started germinating.I passed off the topic of indermediate state of birth and god has given me this life to wash off our previous life's sins and be helpful to all sentient beings.

                                   

I stepped into the school life to be included with those who are to be called as an educated person  and those who are to be considered as having great knowledge in the future.Reaching 6th grade,i wondered,when i would be like those who are carrying thick text books and are given respect as seniors.Within no time i saw myself in the secondary school.There,i remember doing various activities such as joining scout clubs,participating in dance competition and performing literary programmes. I got through the two years that i spent in the lower secondary school and now i was amongst those who would be studying science divided into three categories.I was worried and doubted whether i would really be able to cope up with the critical theories of biology,head spinning equations of chemistry and various logics of physics.However i managed it and i even got through BCSE.(class 10 board examination). After that, time put me up to the main turning point of my life which would decide my future,BHSEC,class 12 examination.When i got really weary looking at the books,i asked myself,when would i be able to join college,when will the time come for me to go to study without wearing uniform and when will i get to make girlfriends without any hesitations......etc..???Anyhow i again got it through and NOW i am in college BUT its just the same,same thoughts,same feelings,same life and its the same ME.When i rewind back my time,i feel it was just yesterday that i entered school and now i am 18,almost to be a man.My parents usually said,you have grown so fast without my notice and that's for sure.We don't realise things happening around us. No wonder, now i am mostly worried about my job and the time i will go to shopping using my own pocket money But one day it will occur to me when teeths are all fallen down,hair gone white,a long stick in one of my hand and back crooked and i would ask...when did i go to my last picnic and what all things did i do in my life so fast??that time, it would be the time where we would have reached the doorstep to be received by the deadly members of deaths and to be going through the intermediate state of death.....and that time we would realise...LILFE IS TOO SHORT......LIKE A GUST OF WIND...it has passed.........!!!!!!

Memories never to come back

Fresh,cold and chilly air,i could feel. All around me,beautiful thick,deep white snow, falling only once in a year would take me to the heaven...i would enjoy all the natures luxury there. Spreading its purity all throughout my body giving me the essence joy of dirt being cleaned away,chilly air from my nose and mouth goes inside washing off all the impurities sheltering inside my trillion cells.. Unexplainable delightness would run through me coming to see snow once or twice in a year and i would rewind my life 10 years back..

During winter,in one of those days,i would open my eyes and jump to the window just to find out how bountifully the snow has covered the entire area under his rule with its warmth of whiteness. Without washing my face,i would put on some warm robes and go running outside without putting on the gloves because the profound joy i got while touching the snow without gloves didn't give me the same feeling with gloves put on.As if walking on the foot path of paradise land and as if someone far away is waiting for my arrival,i would love the sensation of stepping on the soft white ground and would keep on moving linearly till i come to find a long line of alternate foot print while turning back..That smiling face i made while making the snowman inserting two marbles as his eyes and a thick stick as the nose, that laughable moments i shared with my tiny friends while playing snow ball fight till our hands became red hot and numb,that memory where we would go running inside rubbing our hands and without removing of the snow particles from our clothe,we would just go and sit near the bukharies and heaters only to be found with wet floor and  being scolded by our parents..hehehe..
Rejoicing memories it was,which has now become the old copy of my life but still my lips stretches into a smile flashing back those every hour,every minute and every seconds i spent with the nature.When would i have the same time come again so that i can resurface those wonderful time spent with my fellow friend  snowyy!!

 I wish i had the time machine so that i can switch back the time and enjoy those days of my life to the fullest with SNOWMAN and SNOWBALLS.

Seems i am also getting into the world of writing!

Am i really writing?ahh...yes! writing was not something which interested me but few months back i came across one young man which was one of the known and appreciated blogger among the bhutanese....he is a very good writer,i would say a fantastic writer! he is around 20 years old,two years elder than me and he has really inspired me to get into the world of writing. He has even published a book during his stay in his school and gained popularity among his friends and teachers. Actually he is non other than my friend monu tamang. We came to know eachother fews months before when we were placed in the same college for our further studies. He is from tsirang and has passed out successfully from damphu higher secondary school and now he is doing bsc.physiotherapy on government scholarship. He is simple and a very helpful friend of mine. Since the time i came here,i saw him most of the time busy with internet.i wondered what excactly he was typing so fast and spontaneously.Slowly after coming to know him well,he told me about the blog facility and how his thoughts were written down into the web,so that everyone around the world can read him and give him comments.He was really enjoying it and as i came to know more,i was also getting into it.

I started to read his blogs as well as his fellow bloggers' blogs,including our opposition party's blog.he was also one of the popular bhutanese blogger and they delighted me with their wonderful writings.Not only me but he has even inspired ngajey,also one friend of mine to put up his collection of poems and stories into the blog.He was just happy to do so!There were lot other and all have put up their wonderful skill of writing in it.After having look over theirs' slowly i asked myself,shouldn't i give it a try?? I was hesitant as i doubt my level of writing would not match with them..but still i want to give it a try.i hope all the readers would not mind to my english standard of writing and rather hope to receive comments(good as well as bad),so that i can improve.
Before i end here,i think i should introduce myself.My name is Kinley Wangchuk and i am from Samdrup Jongkhar,shinkhar lauri.I finished my class 12 from Motithang Higher Secondary School and now doing bsc.medical laboratory technology here in novodaya college on government scholarship.

So i end here.I would like to thank my buddy Monu Tamang for inspiring me and hope to get more inspiration from other bloggers.

 TASHI DELEK.