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Of late, events are uncovering fast and swift, both at home and abroad. Unfortunately not in the good direction. This has, in many ways left in me in a confused and enigmatic situation.
To begin with, In the month of January, the fire disaster at home broke not only my heart but also broke the fragile hearts of my aged parents. It claimed the lives of 15 yaks, which are considered as the most prized possession of my father. The news of fire disaster never subsided since. So many hectors of forest has been damaged. The schools and homes and huts, on numerous occasion have also succumbed to the similar fate.
Similar to the apocalypse of fire, the fury of the wind in recent weeks have made its impact felt as well. Homes were left roofless, glasses crumbled, trees up rooted and cars crushed. falling sheets of metals have made streets,an unsafe place for our evening walks
Back in my office, I am equally in a confused state too. A thing of implementing Tobacco Control Act took away all my strength and energy to serve my fellow citizens. The story of a "third catch" has not only tarnished the image of my office, but also nearly got at the good and harmonious working relationship my office have with our Police department. Journalists, all over the country followed my office like a wolf that sensed a dead carcase. Not only this, one of the most credible media house in our country, recently, even ran a story, in which they misinformed the general public about my office. Thanks to my bosses initiative. It Finally got clarified in their next issue.
Away form home, things are even more worrisome. The mass civilian protest against the governments in Arab world, financial crises in Europe and America, and latest one, the the earth quake trigged tsunami in Japan now threatening the world with nuclear meltdowns. Are these the shape of things to come as predicted by poet W.B Yeats in his poem, A Prayer for my Daughter????
Amidst all this chaos and insecureness, It's from the face of my lovely angels, that I draw reason to continue ahead in my life. They are truly the light in my darkest hour. I love you girls and I hope you'll read what papa wrote here, someday.
Amidst all this chaos and insecureness, It's from the face of my lovely angels, that I draw reason to continue ahead in my life. They are truly the light in my darkest hour. I love you girls and I hope you'll read what papa wrote here, someday.
hey Acho....bometh gam bo gi dhong weth sog sa nag ta warey..:)..they all look like you....and i wish you a very beautiful life inspired by beautiful princesses of yours..they are lovely,,:)
ReplyDeleteThe recent events kept me wondering if people should really have a second thought on the "end of the world theory in 2012". I believe this years disasters are just the beginning, there are many more to come. :(
ReplyDeleteHi Sonam,
ReplyDeleteThank you for the comment.
they all surely look beautiful and unlike others,I wouldn't take that fatherly credit (Like father like daughters)but if at all they are beautiful and lovely, it's all because of their beautiful and angel like mother, My wife, my better half.
They all truly inspire me. and thanks for your wishes.
Hi Jigme,
ReplyDeleteThanks for revisiting my blog and thanks indeed for leaving your comments.
I really dont know whether our mother earth will face its fate as in the "end of the world theory in 2012" But it surely reminded me of the poem, A prayers for my daughter: by a greatest contemporary poet William Butlar Yeats.
please read the poem once again and you will come to know how he predicted things.