Wednesday, 22 February 2012


photo credit: Pema Gyamtso/fb. 

༆  གནམ་ལོ་གསར་དུ་ཚེས་པའི།། བཀྲ་ཤིས་དཔལ་གྱི་དུས་ལ།།
མཁྱེན་ལྡན་ཕོ་མོ་ཡོངས་ལུ།། བཀྲ་ཤིས་བདེ་ལེགས་ཞུ་གེ།།

གནམ་ལོ་ཆུ་ཕོ་འབྲུག་ལོར།། ཆར་ཆུ་དུས་སུ་བབས་པས།།
ལོ་ཕྱུགས་བརྟག་ཏུ་ལེགས་སྟི།། ནད་དང་མུ་གེ་ཞི་ཤོག།།

སྨན་ལྗོངས་སྐྱིད་པའི་དབུས་སུ།། རྒྱལ་བློན་སྐུ་ཚེ་བསྟན་པས།།
འབངས་རྣམས་བདེ་སྐྱིད་ལྡན་ཏི།། དགའ་སྐྱིད་ཕུན་སུམ་ཚོགས་ཤོག ༑༑

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

Long Life His Majesty the fifth King.

Today is a very auspicious day in the history of Bhutan because it was on this date 32 years ago that his majesty the fifth king of Bhutan was born. And in order to pay tribute the schools all over the country celebrate the occasion with solemn gratitude and rededicate themselves for the service of nation and for that matter the entire nation join in hands and witness the cultural programmes organized by the school children to remember the day.  

Today I had the privilege to witness the day by visiting my first school where I firmly established my foundation for building my career. Sephu Primary School in her own little ways celebrated the day by little kids performing various cultural items following the welcome speech and chief guest’s speech. Despite limited time for practicing the items, they gave their best performance that made me remember my childhood days in the school.

Following is the praise they have composed for His Majesty the Fifth King;




Some images captured from the day;



Friday, 17 February 2012

Haiku Talent Hunt.

from the dormant blogger...,

The moon it gleams
With shining rays from above
To sparkle earth.

The rose it blooms
With bright appealing petals
To attract the bees.

With angelic look
And voices so melodic
They entertain us.

Thus with equity
Lets vote for the real star
And play fair game.

Tuesday, 7 February 2012

The Painful Truths.

Like the flutters of gentle breeze,
And like the rustling of autumn leaves,
My bewildered thoughts, it escaped my body
To discover the truth of unknown quest.

Up on the hills facing the rising sun,
The flags flap amid ferocious fogs.
The inscriptions on it, when fades with time,
I discovered the fact of impermanence.

Down in the flow of swift rivers,
Swims the fishes with fearless soul,
Yet when in the tyrants net they entangle,
I discovered the truth of untimely death.

In the fields filled with the final reap
When suddenly the storms hits violently
The peasants, they weep in agony
And I discovered the truth of uncertainty.

The chromatic rainbows on the hillsides
And the flowers that embellish the gardens,
When in fragment of seconds they perish,
I realized the short lives of natural beauty.

Thus far, my thoughts it roamed
And like the free flowing river life passes by
Never to return and when I realized my wilderness,
I discovered that final destiny is one step closer.