Showing posts with label Re-reading the life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Re-reading the life. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

A Car Named Desire



Are you a mobile gadgets freak?  Do you change your mobile frequently?  How many mobiles do you have? Are some questions many people are asking these days.

Nobody would deny that this is an electronic age. We are living here. There are a lot of new things which have made our life so easy. Mobile phone is one of them which can be seen as the most used in the present-day phenomenon and in this fast-growing time. The mobile phone is a revolutionary step in the field of telecommunication.

Now there are many branded mobiles for people. There are different varieties of Nokia, you have Samsung, 
you have a blackberry, and you have iPhones - iPhone five-the latest.

Last time, my friend bought an iphone4, which was quite expensive but utterly useless to me, though it has so many facilities. I am not a kind of mobile freak. I don’t really like mobiles. We must remember this: Using cell phones too much is harmful to human health and can increase the risk of brain cancer. Not only that it harm eyes. There were many times, I didn’t even carry a mobile. Simple Nokia is enough for me. I can call with it anywhere around the world like apple phones with my Nokia. I have my laptop to use all facilities like mobile. Why need two when one is all that enough. Human desire is unlimited. The quick drop of an iPhone on the ground burns a year’s saving. Likewise, I never liked gold, silver, or whatever. Women love gold and jewelry. Human desire will go on if one never learns to cease. I never understand what the rationale behind people wearing gold is. There is no rationale as such for liking something and there is no reason to love; we simply love and like. I like cars; a very elegant and rich-looking cars. The car I bought in 2008, Hyundai Getz GVS was one of the nicest cars in that period but now it’s obsolete.

I love cars, but my Getz has bombarded; it has become quite expensive both in terms of fuel and maintenance. It’s now six years and I think I have fed him gallows of fuel. I was trying to sell him but it was difficult with new and cheap cars coming in. I like to buy a good BMW or Mercedes Ben, and for this, I think my family would have to have a piece of rice every meal. I wouldn’t do such a thing for personal desire, for personal happiness, for personal gains, etc. Now a thing is not only a thing. There are other things which mean a lot. One cannot deny the change in life with the change of time but when this change is over-exposed I think it’s pollution. I realize now that we must balance these two phenomena in order to create a healthy world.

My Getz GVS

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Hatred


Turning things over in my mind

And as I do more

I start to feel worse

The rustling sounds bring tears

Stirring my terrible memories

How can I turn away from the darkness of rough times?

My thought always ends up back at you

As your presence lurks everywhere around me

I simply hate today

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Happiness is the Gift of Life


We celebrated International Happiness Day on 20th March. To mark this, I have a very short story told by my mother. I have briefed it here: In one urban center, let's say, Thimphu, there lived two boys; one was from a rich family and the other from a poor family. One common thing they had was undying friendship, they were friends. Rich had everything, poor nothing, except his kind parents and two brothers. Likewise, the rich boy had parents and three brothers.

One day the poor boy visited the rich boy’s house, and he saw that the rich boy’s family was not very happy. Each member did their own work. Brother busied himself with computer- playing games. Mother was playing card games with a group of men and other children were fighting, and the father was quarreling with mother. The house was not clean. The poor boy was not even asked to sit. Although they had everything, they didn’t have happiness. The house was in mess. When the poor boy came back, he was heavy-hearted, he learned one thing, and although he had nothing in his home he had happiness. His family stayed happily. They shared everything together. The house was filled with care and love. It was a cleaned house. It was a happy family and a happy home. The poor boy understood one thing then, that happiness was the gift in life, given by god to them. And there was nothing better than happiness in life.

Monday, January 7, 2013

Songing Heart


The best music touches deep into our hearts. And it keeps alive and kicks the sorrows and depressions of life.

I love blues music, real blues songs, a kind of sentimental and jazz, a pure kind of music, no hip-hop, big-bang, or sharp pop. I am a pure, simply a guy who came from “Aamo Chi lay” backdrop. But to be frank, some music didn’t fascinate me. It is like talking eachother. I used to listen to some English music. And radio was the main source of music at those times- in the1990s. I knew all timings of radio shows, like BBS, AIR, VOI, BBC, Shillong broadcast, and others. Shortly, my brother gave me his tape recorder that made me buy many audio cassettes and listen as long as the batteries last. So I have listened to most songs in English, like Beatles, in which “Let It Be,” is one of my favorites, Eagles’ “Love will Keep us Alive,” George Michael’s “Careless Whisper,” Bryan Adams, Police, CelineDion, Spice Girls, Mariah Carey, Stevie Wonder’s “I Just Call to Say…,” Josh Groban’s “You Raise Me Up,”  Elton John, Savage Garden, Ronan Keating, Backstreet boys, etc are some of my favorites- to name a few.  

 I also love singing. I used to pick up my bass guitar and rock on the stage, most of the time unprepared. I vividly remember singing the song, “Tears in Heaven,” for my late brother, Sonam, “If Tomorrow Never Comes,” and others. But now, I sing in the toilet; nobody would listen to a husky old voice these days.

It's ME, singing "If Tomorrow Never Comes." Tomorrow comes if you believe...

I remember the first album I bought was of Modern Talking, and their songs keep me still high and alive today. This German duo is my favorite. The songs like “You Can Win If You Want,” “ You're My Heart, You're My Soul,” “Cheri Cheri Lady,” “ Brother Louie,” and “Give me Piece of Love,” still keep me mesmerize and humming. They are the best songs I ever have in my life. The song “You Can Win If You Want” keeps me moving forward in my life. I think this song is a story about our life, the journey we make where nobody knows. Try listening to them. They are the best, though it’s a little bit of synthpop type, it’s worthwhile and melodious to listen to. It teaches so many good things about life. Empathy, love, care and i would say quite heart-rendering songs. I often listen now and cry out remembering about my past days.


Modern Talking (google images)

Saturday, January 5, 2013

When I am Falling Down


Of recent, I have had a bad time, and I realized it is partly because of it that there is nobody and nothing in this world other than to have hurt. I knocked on every door to see the open field of human kindness and goodness. But there isn’t anyone for sure. Will you, my dear, also close the door for me? I ask you.

When I am falling down
You are the only one
Who will lift me up?

When others hurt me
You are the only hope
Who will cheer me?

Don’t make me down
Just because others are doing so
Don’t hurt me
Discard me like a scrap
Don’t make me nothing
Don’t throw me like that
like a thing
When everyone mars me
You are the hope I live
You too
When I am down
There is nobody for me
Stand by my side
Consoling me
Don’t admonish me
Like that
I have a human heart
When I am in no use
Don’t say useless
Don’t say, “You are an unwanted”
When everyone ignores me
Don’t ignore me
I have nobody
Than you
It’s only you
And you will be
The one to care me
Who will?
You are the savior to me
If you fall
I will lift you
And take you to the safe place.