OTHER SIDE OF ME

Life is a series of memories which makes us both laugh and cry. We never know what is going to happen next but we can always cherish those beautiful memories. My father was an army so we use to reside in Dechencholing army camp in Thimphu. My two best friend’s ( Sangay Wangmo and Sonam Dekar ) father was also army and our houses were nearby.  Our routine will be almost same. S.Dekar was my next door neighbor and we use to do almost all things together like doing dishes outside in the sun, preparing curry for lunch, washing clothes etc.  Sangay was very fond of swimming back then, she knows most of the swimming style and she would demonstrate to me when I accompany her to the swimming. There was not a swimming pool stadium in Dechencholing nor did we have the privilege to visit the only swimming pool in Thimphu town. So our only option was to swim in the river few meters away from our residential.  Most of the time S.dekar mother‘s won’t allow her to go with us because ...

There was always something in my life which drew my attention or interest. These things would keep me engaged and helps me to forget things which prick me. Somehow I use to escape from the things which I was not prepared to accept. But not lately, I want to engage myself in some work but there seems to be no interest. No matter how hard I try I land up doing nothing.  I feel lethargic and emptiness crawls inside me. I just sit in my room trying to sleep or trying to read something but I find no joy in it. I never felt like this before. I was either sad or happy or normal but not feeling less. I wonder why? Since I have one and half month vacation before I leave for my exchange program in Latvia, my mother asked me to give tuition to my friend’s sister. I thought it was the best way to kill my boredom and enthusiastically I agreed. I always wanted to become a teacher and teaching use to give me immense pleasure. I had given tuition before also and I never remember becoming bored ...

As I sat there building castle in the air, my friend walked into my room unannounced.  She looked at me but didn’t utter a word and sat beside me. She looked tired as if she has just returned from the long fought battle and her rueful expression indicated that the outcome was not in her favor.  She took a deep breath and said “Can I sleep on your lap?” The atmosphere in the room got tense and I wondered what was going inside that sunken tired person. I nodded and she placed her head on my lap. I didn’t have the guts to ask her any question since she seemed too fragile to answer any queries. She closed her eyes and I sat there staring at her. “Are you all right dear?” I uttered at last since my head was at the verge of explosion with questions.” Shhhh no question please” She pleaded. I pat her head and then hugged her. Tears trickled down her pale face and deep down I knew that she is still feeling that chill she is not suppose to feel. She squeezed my hand and was struggling ...

She walks with her head held high For she believe her heart is send for mend She smiles with the people around For she is a strong girl people think But when night grows older When she cocoons alone in her room Does she cry for the heaviness inside And  when the dawn breaks again She puts that pretentious face of happiness For she has to be happy for people who cares her But  scar runs down  too deep to heal She dare not to share the dream Those dream which made her happy once She has build a chamber around her And in it she dwells now Her trust over the life is shaken But not her faith over the god Even when her only aim shattered  Her faith was not broken And she is determined not to let it happen She waits for the answer For she knows it will take time But god shall answer her eventually For letting things happen she was not prepared for…

She picked up the book that her friend gave and sat on the window sill with a coffee in one hand. The weather has turned gloomy and that gave her a bit of happiness. She love watching rain falling and as expected it started to drizzle. She tried to read the book but somehow her mind didn’t cooperate. It wandered off like any other day bringing a lot of unanswered question. Taking up the responsibility of the family has always been something she was scared of back in college.  She wanted to be care free, wander off to different places and do stuff that she like. She didn’t want to depend on other nor did she want to settle down like some of her friend did. And it reminded her of the discussion she use to have with her friend back in college. “Life is so mundane; right after college we will be searching for a job for survival, after that we will settle down and then will be getting married. After marriage we will be raising kids and there will be lots of things pressuring us. We...

Some people can really understand us without even communicating. Even if we try to hide the sadness they would somehow make out that something is wrong. Even if we say that everything is all right, they would know that something is not ok.  And when days seems frustrating and sad they would make call when you need them the most as if like they were watching your every move. As if they were standing by our side like an invisible angel. Yet so far they would make us feel like they were there with us. And I am blessed to have someone like you by my side my dearest Big B(Your name in my phone book brother). Without you I know I won’t have the courage to face the world. You are my best friend, a mentor and an inspiration. You stood by my side when I was shinning bright, you stood by my side when I drowned, you didn’t judge me, you accepted me the way I was and you made me realize who I was and what I should do. I guess blood is thicker than water. Thank you brother for everything

The clock is ticking fast So days are getting older The vision of past are fading Yet the pain remains fresh Enveloped with an unknown fear The load getting heavier on inner side Life seems dull and lone some And I in the quest of cure But strategy followed seems to fail At the end I am back to where it all began Says time heals everything But how long is it going to take Heal me fast because I can’t endure it anymore Am done pretending to be strong Am shaken, broken and I am scared. I am terrified what I have to face next. So heal me fast dear time because I can’t take it anymore……