My light in the dark hours, My lovely princeses

Nima in Orange, Sonam in Red and Peldhen in Blue

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.