My Peacock Quest

Where? : Gelephu HSS

The school principal fired my curiosity to explore the area in the vicinity of the school campus when he had leisurely evening with us about three days ago, 'many peacocks visit our football field along with some wild animals such as deer and boars in early in the morning and in the evening.'
     I set out to the football field last weekend morning while my friends were still in sound rest. A gentle breeze ran refreshingly over my face. The lawns were dew-washed. The well maintained privet hedges and blossoming bougainvilleas which the school is rich at and beautiful at greeted me as usual.
     Some mynahs were crackling in the gulmahar trees and so did bulbuls in the bamboo clumps. There were no sights of peacocks nor were there deer and boars. Maybe the ongoing extending of roads to expand the town kept them away, I thought. I walked around sighting some small birds in the bamboos. I photographed the birds that were visible on the twigs and branches.
     With more to get out of my morning walk, I went out struggling out of the barbed wired fence. The road stretched out wide and dusty. A hoopoe was taking advantage of the excavated land to claim its share of meal from the mother earth. It disappeared in the dust left out by a car leaving towards the school. To escape the dust I walked a roadside. There were birds some familiar and rest unknown. I was very happy at the sights of different birds up for their morning chores. Of all the birds long tailed shrikes and red vented bulbuls were common. Then a couple of barbets. A beautiful bird in green with a hairlike feather from  the tail was most eye catching. Unlike most birds it wasn't shy and that helped me to held my breath and moment to watch and capture it in my camera. In few minutes the sun appeared from the eastern horizon penetrating the grey-gold clouds and the lighting became perfect on the area I was in to photograph birds.   
     Then I came back with my eyes angled into the woods for birds. A woodpecker was busy pecking in the bark of a tree accompanied by some bulbuls and a shrike that were resting on the boughs.
      Finally when I was about to leave the place the sight of a pea cock on a bough made my purpose of the walk, purpose to watch peacocks answered. I focussed my camera immediately to immortalize the bird. I was fortunate get a shot of  the peacock walking on a bare branch before it  hid into the bushes. I inched few steps towards the tree to get better view of the peacocks resting and receiving warm light of the sun. Unfortunately the peacocks flew away one by one into the bushes. I couldn't capture anymore pictures of them. I might have disturbed their morning time.
     A sort of peace and freedom I get from the sight of birds would go in expanding great happiness in my life.
     My peacock quest has presented me many beautiful birds and freshness of the morning though I couldn't watch the peacocks as I could watch other birds.
   

Bhutan vs Sri Lanka

It was team Bhutan playing against Sri Lanka to decide whether she remains on the road to Russia in 2018. As wished by all Bhutanese especially the football fanatics our country maintained its stand on the road to 2018 world cup winning Sri Lanka 2-1 goals. The first match was played in Colombo where our country won by 1 goal.
     We were invited by our principal after the 7th session to watch the match live on BBS 2. The moment I joined my colleagues Sri Lanka equalised our country. There after the ball was theirs most of the time which made all of us clinch our fists and control our throbbing heart.
      Bhutan's team could revive its play after the half time break which radiated us rays of hope of winning. The stadium was fully occupied with both soccer enthusiasts and well wishers supporting our country. Couple of golden opportunities were missed yet almost at the last minute a well composed goal from our country confirmed our stand on the road to 2018 Russia. All could finally go home with smiles on face and pride at heart. Even we had forgotten our tiring times just by watching on a screen. The evening was refreshed, more refreshed with our country's win. Wholehearted kudos and appreciation to our national soccer squad. May the team amdassador our country and her GNH in many Yeats to come. May stars be born with the teams inspiration.
     With our country exposed to modernity only much much later, we have advantage over every change and development. We don't have to go through the whole process of development and change. In short time we could become change with all success and failures of the countries which underwent whole process of change and development. So is in the field of games and sports. Watching today's game I can conclude that the quality and manner of our team has improved drastically. The success of football could be the popularity of the game among our youth. Even most of the adults are football fanatics and watch and play the game greatly. Football fever is always on among our people with most watching popular matches such as EPL, champions league, LA liga etc.
     With that quality of play shown by our country's team this evening and with intensifying popularity of international soccer matches our country will not take long time to challenge internationally acclaimed teams. May our dragon's roar roar success n jubilation.
     Congratulations our national team.

1000 Prayer Flags for His Majesty the 4th King

As a pie to mark His Majesty the 4th king's 60th birth anniversary the people of Ngangla Trong and Panbang Drungkhag staff came together to hoist lungdar at Ngangla Trong temple on 22.02.2015. I was fortunate to join the team to do something great as a token of gratitude towards his majesty the king for whatever he had done for what I am today.
     The flag poles were ready and prayer borne cloth pieces too. Exactly at 9:00 am the volunteers gathered around the Temple. Stream of smiles were exchanged at the meeting of both the known and the unknown, the familiar and the unfamiliar. It was one perfect get together of the Dunkhag staff and more importantly with common mind, that to pay a tribute to the great leader.
     To begin with, Dasho Drungpa reminded the gathering the aim of hoisting prayer flags and delegated the works. The digging, cutting, hitting, tearing coupled with laughers and talks began under the warm sun. The team had to hoist 1000 lungdars. Going by the common gratitude and dedication towards the leader of destiny the work would not take long time. Moreover with fun and laughter already running around, the work would finish within short time.
     The refreshment of tea and juice served in interval kept us going. The bond among the staff was further bonded. Indeed it was great feeling to know more people.
       Towards the end of the work some women of the Ngangla came up with local beverages, tea, eggs and wild potatoes. The flowing in of this refreshment was great sigh of relief after tiring yet fulfilling work.
     In the meantime, the lam of the lhakhang performed the consecration rites of the prayer flags. The elderly women served the gathering with their local beverages and tea in their traditional manner. The culture was alive still. Every sip of the refreshments further inspired the talks and laughter albeit some misbehaviours of a couple of drunk people we had to tolerate.
      Finally the lunch and then seeing off of each other.
     The 2nd holiday of HM's birthday was well spent. To me it was worth a day having got an opportunity to do something worth as a token of gratitude to the visionary leader of ours when I cannot do something on my own to mark the King's 60th birthday. Thanks to the Dungkhag administration for the great initiative. 

My 5.1.2015 Happiness

I was on my move to watch pheasants in the nearby jungle towards the evening. Usually pheasants appear when the sun begin to withdraw its rays. I asked my sister whether there was any pheasant and her response was yes. I was hopeful then. The sun was sinking far behind the mountain. I entered the jungle and at my entrance I heard some creaking sound sand saw a blur run of a pheasant. I couldn't capture it in my camera. It disappeared in the bushes. I looked here and there hoping to capture a pheasant or two. One made its brief appearance but ran away at the sound of crackling sound of the dried leaves and bushes under my feet. I climbed up the cliff in search of a perfect view of a pheasant or two. My mobile phone dropped out of my pocket and slid down and dropped on the pilled up pine leaves. I felt tried to climb down and get the phone. I left the phone there itself and continued my move, the move to search a clear view of pheasants. To my every move the pheasants move deafened. I could get their picture but only sounds of their move. I moved further into the jungle and felt splendid sense of peace and joy. The jungle was clean and fresh. The pine leaves were all collected for making manure by my sisters last winter. I took a walk and enjoyed everything that flashed in front of my eyes. The Daphne plants were beginning to bear flowers. Most plants were naked yet beautiful with some winter birds visiting them. Few small birds sucking juice from the drying flowers of a thorn plant made me to froze. In an instant I put on my camera and zoomed the small birds into my camera. I didn't dare to make a step further thinking that the birds would fly away. The yellow capped small birds moved form twig to twig of the plant to claim the juice of flowers. I took several shots before they flew away at the bent of my knees to get better view of the birds. A flush of guilt rushed down my conscience for disturbing the birds' tranquility. I waited for few minutes with a hope that the birds would return for the nectar. They didn't. And I moved away and moved towards the path where my mobile phone dropped. Nothing had happened to my phone. I searched deeper into the dried bushes thinking that I would be again  greeted with a view or two of the pheasants I missed to view fully. Yes the pheasants were still in the vicinity. I stepped towards them but to my every move they receded further onto the bushes out of my teach.
      Finally I moved back home with happiness. Although I couldn't enjoy the perfect view of the pheasants I was wow having seen some small birds on the thorn bush sucking nectar.

The time is flashing

The time is flashing at light's speed
I am moving at a snail's pace
The tasks are piling up higher and higher
I am losing stamina to rise up
The deadline for the tasks is right at the door
I am sick of this thought to think
The exams are in a couple of days
I am not prepared to welcome them

The course fed me the Medieval to Victorian Literature  

I am numb at heart and dizzy at head 

I Wonder why?

I wonder what blocks
That I wanted to say to you
I fail to gather strength and stamina
To tell you that I thought to tell you
I remain frozen
My mind numbed
Upon this silence and dumbfounded state
You may discover stupidity in me
You may find lifelessness in me
With you right beside me
I wonder why
Why I can't say
What I wanted to say

Time ticked by

Time ticked by
Yet I remained still
Like a baby
In the hill
Who deeply slept
Not bothering the time
Passing by