Thursday, April 22, 2010

Soccer Heroes

The noises, excitements, fun, disheartening, betting, and finally disappointments all are direct repercussions of football world. The greatest show on earth through a certain technology called television brings it right in front of us in a small screen. The high fly tackling, sizzling dribbles, magical shots, scintillating scoring all but rather result in a magical performance by brilliant professionals. And we enjoy the game as much as we despise watching it. We die with great zeal for a match of certain teams we support while reverse is true with teams we don’t like. Sometimes, the teams deliver a brilliant performance that it brings immense joys while we are not lucky all the times. We may console it with a thought that it was sheer luck that was not on the side of the team which we supported, yet still it doesn’t defy you the pain of envying the opponent’s team winning or the joy of your team getting through to the end of success. Football is played in front of the screen more than just we watch on the screen. And the passion is still comparable. There’s more to it than just those players playing on the pitch. Reasons are sometimes justified more within the frame of fans than amongst the players on the pitch.

Forgetting that I got to submission the very next morning, I sit amongst my friends in a compact small room and wait for the football match. Chuck all things. I can do the submission in next class. But the very match can’t be enjoyed as much as watching it live. And I see my friends gathering in few numbers; most of us here are Bhutanese who enjoy watching football. Though we get mostly the English premier league matches on tv, we do watch champions league sometimes. Since 2006, I have been a diehard fan of Cristiano Ronaldo; the guy who my friend Tenzin sitting next to me feels that he have but all hatred towards him for his rather pretentious acts on the pitch which beguiles referee and results in the decision favor of Ronaldo. Ronaldo has an attitude; in fact a very irritating nature. He goes down so easily and cries at referee. Gets easily frustrated at losing, and when he scores he shows off his style which some football fans who doesn’t like him gives another reason to hate him. But all these very disgusting qualities of him, I take it for a reason behind his brilliant football. That’s all I can say in defense of my favorite player. There are people like Ugyen, and wangda who doesn’t watch football much but most of the time only when Ronaldo is playing. And there is Messi, well not at all messy (if you mis-spell by any chance) one short guy who produces a very big performance. He’s hero to Tenzin. Chimi too likes Messi. No doubt Messi is one best player at the moment, and the guy is having a brilliant season in Barcelona. Penjor always is for Rooney, the very tough guy who plays for Manchester united. Singye a guy who have been following football ever since his primary days has now changed his passion for Man Utd and supports the Man City. And as for loday, we always joke at him calling him the fan of loser-pool, liver-fool, and many. Deep down, his love for Liverpool is always solid just like Sonam Tashi has for Liverpool as well. Tempa, a very angry fan of Chelsea, but he’s a very tender and shaky heart for Chelsea just like anyone of football fans when our team loses. Arsenal, the lethal weapons as they call themselves have generated their place in Wangchuk, Jamyang and many people. All foes and all friends gather infront of small monitor. And the show is all set to ablaze the room. The passions get collide, and excitements gets merge. All possibilities come out of the room at the end of the match. There is whole torture phase and a very opposite phase for your opponent. And anyone can imagine with what kind of differing interest our circle is formed here.

Well, the line doesn’t stop with the match. The analysis, results, and finally our feelings are all more to follow. It was not that I expected. It was a very good match. Sheer luck. We go on mentioning so many reasons behind our excitements and disappointments. And counter reactions are there as much as happy celebrations. The cool guys become angry dudes. And our so-called differing interest on respective teams doesn’t end with football match on tv, but also we continue it in virtual game called FIFA series. The tournaments, leagues and trophies are much a part of Fifa game. And there the clashes of egos are more apparent than ever. And the same stories of disappointments and celebration continue.

All this may seem like a useless pursue of some baseless passion to anyone who don’t really like being involved in virtual events. But for us, no matter with whatever differing interest our circle is formed, its still the same passion that brings us together and creates something happening in our group that results in all but a long lasting friendship amongst us. It gives us more open spaces for knowing eachother. And I thank the football for all these commotions, excitements, noises, celebrations, passions and happenings.

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Monday, April 19, 2010

Zhemgang high school: in our heart

Nestling amongst the thick brim of hills, down the lane through an unkempt town, and a partially scattered landscape, the road that would have been treated not so well leads to Zhemgang higher secondary schools. The smell of gutter along the sloppy road in summer, and sharp turns with marshy edge, the gate that marked with a stone structure standing so shyly small welcomes everyone to Zhemgang School premises. The wintry chill and withering willows are nothing compared to summer sunshine which breezes more rains to drench the marshy pathways. Up in front the main building, so religiously the dungkhor harmonizes the place. The basketball court, right below the dungkhor capitalizes on whole issues of school. Be it an assembly or a gathering for a visit of VVIPs, teachers and students are always called on there. And with the morning sun beaming over the white peaks of black-mountain, school begins its day with an awesome and warm feeling of spectacular nature.
Needlessly to prove given its special place in so many brilliant scholars strewed across the country, the school truly has been the blessing of life with undying wisdoms from the kindling teachers. Today I can proudly say that I studied in Zhemgang high school and I feel blessed to have been part of its blossoming learners. I feel blessed to have been a part of so many good friends. I feel blessed that I was a part of those students who were taught by selfless teachers and above all, I feel extremely blessed that I was a part of that big family who took wheels by its spokes and cared everything for good of all.
Everything today has become all but a piece of writings from my side. It’s too less given a fact that school shaped to what I am today from what I was by then. Will always remain in my heart, thank you Zhemgang, have been truly blissful. What could I expect more in life than this? And I am quite ascertain that there are thousands of us here making our life which could have probably started from where we ended; Zhemgang, wishing and always keeping you live inside our grateful blood.
The routines are missing. The study hours, prayer times, occasions which built to an empire of memories, mess hours, social working periods, cultural gatherings, and morning assembles are far beyond our catch now. These have added much needed values, and today we feel the part of it missing in us, I can only hope that may these things continue in a very good fashion as it have been, so that there be many good persons graduating from the school.
The life was different not only within the case of walls. Beyond those walls, institution offered many things. I can feel the pressure of going down the lower block, with a book in a hand, and suddenly disappearing into a forest that eventually meet with a road connecting primary school and a village below our school. It was always a fun walking through it. The chirpings of bird whistled through the forest, and nature allowing us to blend with its beauty, the tiring walks in the pretext of study was one source of inspiration and peace. Well that was but beyond the knowledge of teachers. I guess, repercussions were on both ways. There is lot and it can continue. Zhemgang has always been more.
Let the melody of happiness, wonder learning, value sharing, and brotherly wisdom be a song everyone wishes to sing for those who had a chance to study in Zhemgang higher secondary school.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Let’s talk in a language everyone understands

People have a problem when someone in the circle acts out of the circle. The group remains no more a group, in fact the idea that people have differing ideas on various things concerning life gets infused and conglomerated but to create a nuisance. The flood has started to break into the mass, and mass no more sticks together. One talk about idealistic brain from his side, while other hears some crappy boasts from a guy who never do anything but keeps on talking. Sometimes its always better that we stick to the point with short and interesting talks. From the nook, a silent guy breaks out; he’s had enough of what should be listened about? Orderly sways the chaos, and it’s all but one common thing that in the group doesn’t care about but a common interest. A common interest that could be talked in a language that everyone understands.
There is a common degree of acceptance when alike people gather to discuss on issues concerning everyone of them. The flock could well be in a singly direction. The feathers could well be flocking in same air. The way it functions to create a beauty in the circle blossoms everyone’s thought, and there we see the kind of gathering which is by no less complementary to eachother. The web gets comfortable and we are all in but a good and healthy talk. And we are no more in a fish business, and men are in a warm complementary to eachother. The business flows; leasts are left no more unheard, beasts kept suppressed within oneself, and noises do not remain as noises anymore. Friends enjoy, parties go on, and there aint but any problems at the end. It would be like all meeting of stars and night needs no lights.
But well, most of the time it doesn’t happen. Things get worse. We miss the point. The unabridged language goes on to create the seemingly artificial envelope of sarcasm, hatred, and misunderstandings. World is in deep shit sometimes, only because people do not talk. But for here, its better still to say that world is in deepshit only because we do not speak other than our own interest which by some confusing energies doesn’t match with others. Suppose we speak something that interests everyone, then there is no way that one do find another disgusting and noisy. There will always be a happier human web when people talk about common interest. Everyone will feel at home and within us. I could go on describing the chaos and nuisance of not talking in a language that everyone understands, but it’s still sometimes better that we keep ourselves to a limit and wait others to catch up and be with us. Not always intellectuals are appreciated nor do the intellectual people always speak about intellectual things. We need to be a part of a bigger circle, for that one needs to understand the common wishes, common problems and common languages. Let’s be a part of a flock than to force others to be a part of you. Lets wish that we hear others and speak.
You may be one of those “Great minds think greater things” but when in a small group, please be someone who can well be complementary to that group.

Monday, April 12, 2010

When all Gods and Odds are not in your favor………

Many a times, to a many individuals, and much to the surprise of life, many things are all against us. We may seem as clueless as the floods of events confronting life in all possible ways to cause damage and make us weak and hurt. Some land up cursing god for the misfortune and while some forsaken ones cry at the mercy of life. There are lots of events in life. Needless to mention it, because I can bet that there is not a single shithead whose life has been so perfectly perfect.

I can bet that more than you could remember, you were frightened by the God, and all you felt and got in return as a token of pity was all Odds. Well I assure, it’s not a different thing in life that should be given a much bigger deal though it could have occurred and incurred more than you could ever imagine. In short, isn’t that life? A life that we always kept on saying beautiful but ends up getting shittier with another shitty thing in your shitty life. It’s hard, I am quite sure, everyone could agree. Even the king who reigns from golden throne could sometimes be threatened of the possible dagger hanging over his head.
 A beggar could well be deprived of his penny and food at times (well that’s really impossible though, given the society like ours where alms and beggars go hand in hand). There is no bliss, in fact a perfect one.

Immortality and eternity are far beyond anyone’s reach. There is no good of something that which is not complementary to live life. Acting oddly and getting hip-praised is no good as well. Brooding over the hailstorms of life is not at all the solution to change the course of torturing life. And yeah when the life isn’t anything like described in some fairy tales, and as presented in some famous books on as to how we should be living a productive life, men are driven crazy with so many mis-happenings in life. Of course that’s worst, but still what more can an individual do to defy the earthly power of fate and pain? You can never master your karma; there is no ultimate solution to it than to admit at the mercy of living a life as it comes to you. Nothing could get worse than being afraid of living a life that comes with every odd and every problem. Fight back, doesn’t matter whether you are living a small life or been bereaved with huge amnesties’ in life, you can still make your way to the idea of perfect living.

Idea of perfect living is hugely subjective. Well, I omit the option-less living when I say it subjective. There should be an option to any individuals as to how one should be making out with life. Life is a big thing to discuss. You can be so much perfect and may support with enough philosophies, no thinkers and no intellectuals can be able to explain it perfectly. Because for the simple reason that no man thinks alike, ideas are differing, and when ideas differ, actions too differ. There is no constant and defined thing about it. Life is a baseless journey aimed at search of peace for a wandering saint, while achievement of a new invention could well be the life for a scientist. Life has many forms, and each form suffer with crises, sometimes to an extent that we feel death has come upon us, plague has fallen on us.

Nothing lives longer, yet life has to go on…..i saw it engraved on a stone by a roadside which led towards a primary school when I was in high school. How sarcastic it was. Stone, living, nothing, and continuing. Anyway as sarcastic as it seems, there was but a deep meaning within. It gives anyone a fighting energy to combat struggles, it shows anyone that life has to go on in whatever way it is, and best is that we live to the fullest before it stops to continue. And it gives an inspiration to live life through odds, and with Gods.

When odds and gods are against you, best way to combat through it is to not to lose the hope. Hope is very tricky thing-it makes things appear real for man. Hope for best, and you intend to make it real.