AFTERNOON CLASS.

Despite the lazy cold weather and monotonous schedules it turn to be quite a magic of one hour that really was energetic and sweet.

Right after my lunch, I was with group friends waiting for the lecturer to come by to take the scheduled class. My mood was dimmed, but forced myself to go as day would waste sweetly as just rest of the weekends that slips so fast.

5 minutes to 2 PM, an aged man entered into our class. He was dressed plain and simple like the rest of the ordinary man. Once, i thought he was just like other lab assistant who most of the time would be very frank and would come to talk with students about random topics to pass their time. But to my surprise, he was a new lecturer who was going to take our pharmacology class. And moreover, he totally surprised me with the way he speak and interact with the students. Unlike other, he speak a good English, a fluent English which most other Indian lecturer would bored us with half of Hindi which we really don't understand though they would have a good subject knowledge.

It turn to be one lucky day and a good class as a student which i prefer.
As we have just resume the session couple days ago and moreover with the ongoing GPAT exam for the master course, most student hasn't turn for the class with strict schedules, so for the first time, it gave us a good quality time to interact and share our knowledge with lecturer individually and make best use of his hidden knowledge. Additionally, he fluently speak a good English with the good subject knowledge which fueled our interest in the lazy cold hour.

45 minutes has passed so swiftly with full energy and focus after learning on chemotherapy basically with regards to antibiotics( antibacterial). I wish if i could prolong a bit of time :) just as others when i heard their say right after the class.

With full energy he induced on us, we were waiting for the next Biopharmaceutical class.
Suddenly one of my Iranian friend who was just sitting behind me came talking to me about the lecturer who is going to take our upcoming class who was our previous semester Pharmacognosy Lecturer.
 
He told me, "Tashi, the lecture that is going to take this class looks exact similar like Panda right? But have you ever thought of or do you know his name?"
To my surprise, i didn't even know his name and told him, No i don't, but yeah i do know his nick name just as what other students refer him to.
He laugh out loud and told me " man, you know his name, though you aren't aware"
I asked him 'how'?
He smile broad and told me, "It also happen to me since last semester, until i saw his name on one of our Indian class mate manual" With curiosity and surprise, i asked him what? I was bit curious by the way he acted and way he laugh to his peak.
He said, " you know, i also thought Panda was his nick name as he bear quite a similar face, but came to know last semester as his real name was also Panda."
It was unbelievable to my ear, but it was a truth. :) and i broke into huge laughter.


A lazy day ended with smile and laugh. It was a sweet day.

P.S: Not my intention of writing to harm/hurt the feeling and neither of making fun, but i included to my blog as it was quite a good day that ends well with sweet and unexpected things.

GREY

Beautifully brighten,
Colored all with lively green.
Yet majestically adorned with sweetness.

Spectacular!
Was those marriages of abundance.

Mountain happiness was at peak.
Freedom was like sky above us,
And yet weather was amazing,

Beautiful!
Was those freedom and joys.

But
With fading sunlight,
Shortening days,
Abundance grayed into blue,
And nothing was rich.

Old find's everyone,
Abundance ceases and
So is a valley to a mountain.

WINTER COLD AND A PUPPY.

It was one Saturday cold morning in the row of final week of last month for two thousand fifteen.

After like four months of my semester, I was back at Bhutan spending my vacation at Thimphu. Usually I don’t go to Bhutan during the semester breaks as my holidays are so less; that half of holidays get done just to reach home during the long journey, but this time vacation just welcomed me.

My journey back to home this time was totally unplanned and like sweetest gift from heavenly sky which excites me illuminating and radiating inside with so much of joys that I couldn’t hold. In particular, 2015 had been really challenging and harsh, even the final days in row even didn’t spare me that was why; I was like really happy when I get to go to home to rest after such a tiring semester.

It was one of the coldest month in Delhi when I appear my seventh semester exam, when my brain were almost derange, when my body was continuously consumed, and when I wish “ a vacation away from heavy life”. Luckily, like god was watching over me, unbelievably he granted my wish on the very final day; Where my parents want me to come to Bhutan to look after kids as whole of families has planned for the pilgrimage to Bodhgaya and moreover my lady had also encourage me to come up which she often rejects if she thinks, it’s a waste of time or unnecessary.  It was indeed a sweetest gift which thrilled me overwhelmingly.

It was one Saturday cold morning in the final week of the last month for two thousand fifteen just after two days of my reach at capital city.  The winter cold was at the maximum; even the thickest shield did no good to keep warm. A sweet kisses of cold on toe nails, fingernails, breath of insufficient oxygenated cold air keep always stuck at home which in fact was a favorable time to be like a cat guarding the warmest place, basically becoming one warm-maniac.

29/12/2015, Languidly my princess and myself woke up  like at around thirty minutes to ten in the morning, only when sun shower the earth  following the late night sleep, after watching one recently screening Bhutanese movie at city cinema theatre with my aunt and uncle.  Ensuing, we came out to bask sun as we couldn’t bore the medium of cold flowing air in the room. Usually in the morning, the room would be very cold, like freezing.

Outside the house my uncle was basking sun watching over his one year old kid. Later, we joined him and were conversing following many random topics with cup of coffee each on our hand warming ourselves. Suddenly like after ten to fifteen minute, our attention was drawn by sharp resonating painful cry of puppy just below the road where we were standing.   At first instant, we thought puppies were playing as mother dog was nearby with group of other around her. Soon she left to the field nearby from the place where they made noise with group of her child following her, but the noise didn’t stop from the place. Following, my uncle ask me to check the nearby place once.

I walked down 3 meter steep slope to the nearby fence. The place was bit bushy, but enough to see the dog trails and anything in the place except the micron size particles. Nearby by broken fences, I saw puppy stuck between bamboo fence and large wooden plank.  It looks to me like it has happened that very night when he was sleeping with his family.  Watching closely, he was in a big double trouble; a cold which numb his body, stopping his physical movement.  Even the frothing foam with evaporating exhale of warm breath has started from his mouth and his body was pulsating tremendously. And other hand, he was stuck between the fence and his inability of physical movement with freezing cold has left no choice for him. A situation almost like when your fingertips were just pulled out from the icy water  and accidentally something hit on it, such was his situation,‘numb and senseless.’

Without waste of a minute, I grasp softly from his skin just behind the neck and bought on sun even if the warmth of morning sun was too little for fighting cold.  Hurriedly my lady, uncle and I did best of everything by giving him the warmest place to catch his breath, where we made fire nearby and even my lady spared her woven soft and warm cotton muffler untying from her neck . Later, aunt also fed him with some warm milk, but his body was pulsating and drumming irregularly. The winter cold has beaten him so harshly that I also took hard time to breathe watching him struggle with long inhale of cold air and trembling body. To my dismay, I thought he is not gonna make.

After an hour, he woke up breathing freely and  happily on his dancing feet ran searching his mother.

I can't put a thought how many more of animal must have been struggling with a cold freezing winter, and yet, we better thinking humans can't do any help to relieve them.

AFTER 4YEAR.

I couldn’t even stand enough with sufficient energy to digest.     What is so irresistibly tearing?  

Along the twist and turns of journey, infinite numbers of barrier for infinite time put me through some hard times but I would always cope with what I can’t adjust, I stand tall when I must, and of all I would never break down myself for life is always beads of battles but this time it was a different story.  

Crawl on the chest, cold in the ceiling of heart, wrestling spin in my head, pressurized tie inside belly suddenly shaken me like serious earthquake attack beating my resistance. It was a sudden tremor that tore me completely.

On 29^th of December 2015, I was at Phuentsholing to receive my parents (including my grandparents from village) who were on the way to Bodhgaya for religious trip.  Indeed, I was very much excited to see all of them, as it has been long duration away from home.   But as lives being meet by uncertainty as it takes the drive for its next turn, upon seeing them I couldn’t even stand enough with sufficient energy to digest, that I can’t keep my tears intact. Yes, definitely I was happy meeting all of them, but gravity of sadness pulled me more sinking into sorrows.

Who walks slower even than the snail?  

My grandparents were old but they were strong, strong enough to carry bundle of firewood on the back of one hour journey, sufficiently strong that they can finish digging acres of land and In fact I did even clearly saw the brilliant light in aged face when I last meet them, before I join my college at Delhi.

After long four years, on 29 December I met and receive them from the taxi parking. I was happy meeting them after long time, but more of it saddened me thoroughly looking at their condition.  Eyes were blurred, that they hardly recognize me. Legs were weakened like rickets that struggle to carry heavy body weight, and it took like almost an hour to reach guest room, which takes less than ten minutes for me. They walk slower than snail with the growing age.

By then the very night, my sleepiness has fled far away. Thoughts were like on highest boiling temperature burning my head, and I really couldn’t believe that my grandparents has reached to that situation, but later with the rumble in head ceasing with enveloping night with cold filling up every void in the room reaching even on my body under blanket, I came to realize time has moved so fast and that’s how life will invite all of us.

On this New Year Eve, firstly I dedicate this poor piece to my grandparents and parents who always make me feel special. Secondly I send my prayers to all the sentient to alleviate them from sorrows and sufferings and lastly I send this  message to the whole world;  time move so fast, faster that sometimes we even fail to notice until truth collides with reality, so when you’re alive, strong and energetic, do something worth which would help all the sentient beings.  

STORM WILL FADE.

Inflicted bruises must be excruciating,

With whole of skin prickling,

And heart bleeding.

The loudest of voice you wanted to scream,

With those tremors like calamities

Must be on chest caked.

and those,

Fires of hopes must be in despair,

and dreams shriveled like autumn fall.

Slowly your parts must be degrading,

and sooner neglecting,

And with those resistance collapsing,

Like falling walls.

An anthem of hatred and blames would be on your lips,

Through the rides of upheaval.

But yet you would find more aggravating as you hold.

You saw those countless sunset and sunrise,

And exactly in the morning you know sun will smile.

But you forgot one thing;

Sun will also rise within us too and darkness will fade.

Undress those hold and infectious thoughts,

For thy naked heart would sing an anthem of peace.

 

HUMAN ADDICTION.

What is the most human addiction?

Have you ever thought of what you’re most addicted to?or know what humans are most addicted to?

Lately with coldest winter on rule, coldest sweet kiss even reaching bone has made me never wanted to get out of my room.  Even the top list among what I do most has been withered, like those of playing football or hanging out with friends.  Most of the time, I would be hidden like those cub in the cave and would exit only when sunshine.  Cold has made me so much addicted into warmth wasting most of my available time inside blanket with my mobile phone and laptop chatting or watching movie.

For like few days, I was on break after my exhausting theory exam and was giving myself  time for rest,  like one or two but it continued  even to a day ahead of my practical exam, In fact practical exams are not bulky as theory exams to study and moreover  it’s taken lightly in my college which due to the fact, I wasted all of my time totally doing nothing.

Unlike those of usual days, with no choice I woke up early  and got ready for my first exam today reading some necessary stuffs from a manual and luckily I didn’t have to get out of my room to reach till my faculty in early freezing morning as my exams are scheduled at afternoon when winter sun heat is at maximum.  I was whole engaged in studying until last half an hour before exam.

Half an hour slipped with feeding myself with lunch and getting ready collecting necessary materials for my exam and as I open my wardrobe to get lap coat, i was so pissed myself to see unwashed and dirty which I thought of washing a month ago since the last day of my semester class.  i was pissed with my own action that I couldn’t even spend 15 minutes out of so many wasted time for cleaning my own clothes.  However , accepting the truth I went to appear exam without any clouded thoughts.

By then, it was already 6 pm in evening when I came out of practical lab. The evening has enveloped again with cold which fueled my exhaustion. I was tired and yet coldest air has even penetrated through my skin despite the thickest cloth and made me wanted to get back to blanket. However, for the cause of my action I put my time washing bucketful of clothes where I have even forgotten the feeling of cold water.

Getting done with my necessary works, I was back again to my laptop accompanied by some favorite soothing music and busy rubbing my hands to gain the normal temperature.  Suddenly, thoughts about my wasted time emerge and was wondering, why sometime’s thing don’t work as per plan.

Lately, I discovered summer would also keep me most of the time in air conditioned room just like the upcoming winter which made me like cold-phobic and I came to the point;  resting above the altitude higher than what body need was ‘laziness’.

Have you ever thought of what human’s are most addicted?

Even more than the drug addiction, even more than alcoholic addiction, I feel laziness is the mother of all addiction. Look around, keep an eye to any individual irrespective of status or gender, you would see the most addiction would be laziness. In this 21^st century, laziness has become invisibly serious addiction causing  undiagnosable problem sometimes.

I strongly believe that more than anything, humans are addicted so much to laziness which they sometimes even forget to take their proper basic meals. Laziness as mother of addiction for human give so many serious consequences which lead to the major problems in our daily activities.

Experiment yourself with this few questions.

Have you ever came across when you couldn’t finish your work on time?

Have you ever met a situation when your plan fails terribly?

Have you ever gave a thought why people in this present arena are most suffering from lifestyle diseases? 

To my discover, what I believe is laziness is the root causes of many major problem which has become epidemically viral in this modern society.

“Laziness grows on people; it begins in cobwebs and ends in iron chains. The more one has to do, the more he is able to accomplish.”

FADED WEAPON.

‘ I hate distance and will do now and forever……….’

With those clench knots in belly,  with those frozen bite on four chambered walled organ,  I could exactly picture her long breath of inhale through those cold crisped lips in reference to her thirst of seeing me.  Suddenly I was limited with words, words lesser than it could complete a sentence. I was frozen not knowing what even to tell to make her believe in reality  and to make her feel good.

Since two years eleven month, beginning 13^th of January when we fall for each other, due to our individual responsibilities of life to shoulder, we have been almost all the time faraway from each other and yet we kept moving despite hundreds of barriers hoping some day would come to take us to a place;     when distance fades, when  we can find each others hand and back, when time show on us to spend every day through joys and laughter. 

Along this journey of twist and turns,waiting's and endurance, harsh and sweet, no matter how challenges find us,  we dust off those which eat our harmony keeping faith in miracle that life give and with our infinite affections for each other.  I admit, Having her in my life is one biggest god gift that I receive and dream come true.

Here is an another story of battle.

She is a innocent sweet lady, spiritually and intellectually gifted woman,  bright and  beautiful. She basically do possess every art that I could call “perfect”.

To see bitter in her face, to see her hurt, to see her through floating waves of blues has always make  me cold. As a girl, her make up of mind is just similar to the rest of females,  who worries, who land up getting tensed,  whose heart is so fragile and sensitive.  Sometime, she land up getting her mind poisoned with those challenges and would share me all those troubles that would pinch me. Most of the time, being faraway, the only weapon that I got would be always my sweetened words of inspirations and support, In fact it would be too insufficient for a sinking heart.

Today on 13^th of December, our love counts to two years eleven month. As usual we were on social app sharing and exchanging stories of what has happened in a day. Through the course, she messaged me  “i wish, you’re here with me on this new year eve. I miss you so much that I hate this distance as always now and forever”  

I was frozen cold upon reading,  it wasn’t a fear of what I can’t do but a sweet pain of not giving her the best what she deserve.  I was limited to words, words lesser than it could complete a word.  Most of the time,  I would always find a word to make her feel good and energetic and moreover she believes so much that I always feel blessed  giving her whole to me. 

Today, even all those  sincere  and genuine words that I use as a weapon when far, has also dried up when I see her sinking heart of so much misses and need.