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Lets keep Our Toilet Clean.....

Toilet or lavatory gives you the first impression of any place or home you visit. A clean and tidy toilet speaks more than a beautiful host. Moreover, it is the only place where we have the complete freedom to be ourselves. It is a place where we express our emotion; someone would run into that place to cry and someone would be laughing evoking a moment, someone would be preparing for a exam here. Most of the confessions are made here. It is for sure one of the best place for brainstorming. The majority of our ideas and plans are born within those four walls. We love visiting a clean toilet yet we never bothered to keep it clean. Whoever visit a dirty and messed up toilet would come out covering their nose and spitting. it is us who created the mess and we should take up the responsibility to keep it clean. Bhutan Toilet Organization, a non-profit NGO is one of the best initiatives any individual can take up. Who would have ever thought of toilet? When the entire nation is running ...

Straight From My Heart.... With Much Love

The new day was just born. It was 12:35 am, the 12 th  of August 2014. I was awaken by the repeated beeping of my cell phone. In my half sleep state I could see many familiar numbers calling me; I rubbed my eyes to catch the clear view, yeah! My family member started ringing me one after another. I rejected everyone’s call for I already knew why and what they wanted to say. Slowly tears started oozing out of my eyes and for a while my heart stopped beating. I was left in a state with No-emotion. “Om Mani Padmae Hung” I whispered to myself. It was that moment when my uncle breathed his last. The midnight of 12 th  August 2014 I lost my dearest uncle. A million words wouldn’t bring you back, I know because I have tried them…. Neither would a million tears, I know because I have cried them. This is the uncertainty of the so called life. A month ago we shared the same food from a pot and our talk over a cup of tea, these memories are killing me. I still don’t believe you are...