The Wait

The two big WAITS have changed the course of my life. These waits have wet me in tears. The wait is the weight of my life. So, please don’t say, 'wait.'

The first wait was when I liked a girl. She knew I loved her and I even sent her a chit. I waited for her reply. And she always told me to wait… I don’t know why? I waited with hopes and expectations for two years, only to get married. I WAITED FOR HER TO GET MARRIED. Quite funny. Isn’t it? This wait incident changed the course of my life – to never trust girls!

The second wait was when i missed my interview. My friend and I were walking for an interview. On the way, he waited to smoke and puffed frequently, cutting down times. Every time, I had to wait for him. We reached seven minutes late, changing seven generations of my beloved profession. The funny part was, the friend was happy to reach late, for he knew he wouldn’t succeed in the interview. Just surreal! This second wait too changed the course of my life.

I soon made up my mind, and whenever I think of wait, it kills me. I walk alone. I least bother about the decorum or the institutions of this life called living communities. I still walk alone. It is sad, a pitiful life.

However, an antimony of life is another way round. And now, there are many things to wait; waiting for Bangalore exam result, waiting for the houses to vacate, waiting for holidays to come, wait…wait…things may come…but I wonder if it may turn out to be good or bad!

Only yesterday, you(name withheld) say the same thing to me, 'wait.' I decided all my waits will be one big WAIT now, and I hope this third and the last wait will be the coming. I will wait, and hope for the best, if not, I may have to wait my life here permanently!

On Her Majesty’s Birthday(May You Be Blessed)

The Queen of Bhutan

We are lucky to be born in the country called the ‘Shangri-la,’ and luckier to be headed by handsome and beautiful mind, King Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck. The King’s marriage with Jetsun Pema is adorned to the country. It is indeed an adornment and momentous amalgamation of true harmony and time destined. The King Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck and Jetsun Pema married on 13 October 2011, at Punakha Dzong. 

Jetsun Pema was born in Thimphu on 4 June 1990, Thimphu. Bhutanese multitude adored a simple and calm manner Jetsun. She listens to common people’s sufferings, problems, and supports them. She is an ideal queen, a mother of Bhutan, an advisor, and a guide. With her great love and affection, she guides Bhutan to the realms of modernity without sacrificing our great tradition. She thinks and acts of life, life in a society-a simple society. The queen visits with His Majesty to many parts of Bhutan mingling with her subjects and thais shows her graces and caring attitudes to our citizens. This love and care for every individual Bhutanese make us feel safe, happy, and comfortable.

It was a great day when you were born, and as we celebrate your birthday, we also celebrate the anniversary of you arriving in the world and making it a better, happier place for us. The Fourth of July is a great day to keep alive. Let the golden rays of the sun and moon reach you with wishes of success, happiness, and prosperity. Happy Birthday.

And thank you for having a birthday and giving us a reason to thank you. Thank you for being a wonderful person and inspiration all along and all time.

Their Majesties met the Earthquake victims in Eastern Bhutan and Ha, the fire victims in Bumthang and the windstorms in Trashigang and Pemagatshel the problems of yesteryears. People were given what they need in life, and brought back to everything to normal. Thank you for these.

Long may our land be bright. Long may we have a celebration in prosperity and jubilation leading towards common destination: Gross National Happiness? We stand up strong and stable without any hesitation because we live under a king and queen, who are very friendly and helpful; with the jewels of our country. Thank You for these.

The sincere, constructive, and assiduous perseverance king and queen with their good personality is going to play a role with his vigor equivalent elected prime minister, and we hope to see Bhutan reaching heroically unimaginably, as one of the best countries in the world.

And these are the hopes of people and the royal couple.

Thanking You.

May You Be Blessed.

The Mistaken Identity

Look around you. There is nothing without some Chinese stuff. Chinese is everywhere; They have reached every nook and cranny of the world. The Chinese food, the Chinese cuisine, the Chinese gadgets, the Chinese blankets, the commodities, the goods, everything. It has reached the place where Chinese people have not reached. It has dominated the market and the packet of the world.

Here in Bangalore, and particularly where I am living, Chinese people are rare despite the world’s largest population. There may be some political reasons--China and India. They are not seen like their goods, and they are so rare that many people ask me, many a time, “Are you from China?” I wanted to answer them by saying, “Only Chinese can be everywhere.” But I blurted out in quiet and unheard to them, “Do you think am I a dominator?” because the Chinese have dominated the world. I have Chinese like phallus but ways and manners are somewhat diverse. As I don jeans and shirts, maybe they think me a little un-Bhutanese.

Only yesterday, a group of my new friends asked me the same question. I laughed at them, not to know about our countries and it even reached to my Adam’s apple, but it melted there with this, “Are you from Mars?” At times, people behave as if they are completely alien.

The name they write makes me weird, ‘Butan,’ very shortcut indeed. Our Dolly-jolly madam, Chitra Das Gupta also calls me that I am from Butanic, a very unusual name madam! Anyway, I always have a good time explaining about my country, Bhutan. Its history, cultures, traditions, attitudes, manners, thinking, etc, and how it differs especially from China and others blah…blah…

For many strangers who have little or no knowledge of my country, I have become a real representative of my country. Ah…ha representative of the country! I describe the country like the next to heaven and everything perfect. Sometimes, I sound too chauvinist and patriotic when they see some Bhutanese hanging around with wines in Bangalore.  “This is your country?” they say. I have no choice but to counteract Indians. “They have been influenced by where they are living.” Not a good excuse I guess. And this answer would really make them crazy.

 I usually conclude by saying that we are in the same boat (to balance the weight of nationalism (of course)).

The Crush

Think not and say,

Who are we before?

Assuming life with many pretensions

This loneliness and longing kill slowly

Going along, this assumed decorum

And of will and self-willed

Got fed up of these restraints of life

Let’s do away

Live and like.

The other day, friends told

a the same, same story;

To be what you are not

As faltering, is this life?

They falter not to the small restraints

And walk a triumphant walks

Live and have

And have and live.

I told them, I’ve a crush on someone

And as a natural tendency

Shower the unnatural feelings.

They told me, think not and act more

Was the help not in their hands?

Yes. I think more and act less

And that’s how I’ve a mundane life

All is false in love

For there is nothing wrong with loving

This freak makes me weak

And I’m afraid I’ll crash my life myself

The quick and deep.

Oh! Come on dear,

For the life is the same series

 Act away from the trivial-trifles matter

And keep us going

With sparks.

Everyone will have a crush on someone, and it’s certain to human feelings; to love and appreciate someone. The poem asks the lover to get away with the decorum or institutions of what is called identity, live unbounded from the societies, and do whatever a mind says. Sounds like Andrew Marvell’s poem, "To His Coy Mistress," to "seize the day" - to make the most of today and not put off action until tomorrow.