tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6518973594580782024-03-13T10:09:06.950+06:00And there's more to lifeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger164125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-63529623279130606632015-03-18T08:36:00.000+06:002017-07-29T10:06:06.101+06:00Bottom of the ranking, but top of the world; story of Bhutan's Maiden world cup qualification 2018<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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is God’s Gift to the humanity.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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books are filled with sporting events which brought about peace, excitement and
above all, unity amongst the people. Mandela unified South Africa through
rugby. Rainbow nation’s rugby win against New Zealand in 1995, led then by a
white Afrikaner became a huge symbol of racial reconciliation not just in SA
but globally. Nigerians stopped civil war for two days in 1967 to watch Pele,
king of soccer play. And our own Kings Cup final in 2013, when Yedzin played
MMC Nepal, everyone flocked at Changlimithang to watch our boys play. After an
intense national election, there was a need for national healing and football
proved to be one.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Our
football has come all the way from getting thrashed by Kuwait in 2000 for 20-0
to a rare win against Afganistan, 3-1, in SAFF games 2008, to a clean win of
3-1 on aggregate against Sri Lanka, Fifa World Cup qualification, round one for
Asia’s bottom ranked teams. We were tagged as the world’s worst team according
to Fifa Coca Cola ranking and were pitted against Sri Lanka, the second best
team amongst the lowest ranking Asian teams. There was literally no hope to get
even a draw against the team that defeated us on our last five matches against
them. Let alone the Sri Lankan former captain who labelled their match with us
as not even good enough to acquire experience, even we, the football fans at
home, did not see any chance. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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however was defied. And there was nothing sweeter than the victory. To everyone’s
astonishment, our boys not only did double, but defeated Sri Lankans cleanly.
We were all over the media, and top of the world. 17<sup>th</sup> December is
our national day, but now 17<sup>th</sup> March, 2015, shall be as historic as
our national day. We not only filled our stadium packed, people were sitting
atop the wall, roof, fencing, and even on a mound of earth in a distant view.
It was nothing lesser than our historic national day. The atmosphere was
electric; there were waves (uncountable times), there were people cheering and
eruption of joy. There can never be a justice if we describe the mood in words;
it simply was AWESOME.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">The
victory shall propel football enthusiast to a greater heights, thus, propelling
country even to a greater height. Sports have always been more than just a
game. In Spain after Cristiano Ronaldo was bought by Madrid, the potential
prospect of having him play against Lionel Messi, not only improved their
league, but also had Spain’s tourist
visit increased. Of course, our own Cristiano Ronaldo (CR7), Chencho Gyeltshen (CG7) had us handed a huge inspirational win. Bhutan’s
tactic was pretty much like Portugal’s; get the ball to no.7 and let him do the
wonders. And HE DID WONDERS. The victory
was our federations too for developing these players from their early teenage.
The team with average age of 22 looks promising to at least look forward for a
good decade of football. With Kings Cup and artificial turfs, our national team’s
awe-inspiring performance is a cheery on top. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">From
the bottom of the ranking, we are today on top of the world. Let the Dragon roar.
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-11554154702330349112015-02-09T10:08:00.000+06:002017-07-29T10:05:31.197+06:00Best New Year Gift; Life changing experience with Baby<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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new hope and wishes in tons. New year presents us with opportunities to
celebrate, call for an occasion. New
Year brings messages wishing new life, Happiness, strength, wellbeing,
successes, etc. And much to the delight of these sweet messages, we (me and my
wife) has really been blessed with much joy. We were blessed with the little
angel, a baby girl on 14<sup>th</sup> January. Her birth was like all the
happiness and wishes summed up and wrapped up with a single gift. It was more
than what we could ask for. I was told that Santa Claus is the most expensive
and yet most selling F-A-C-E in the world, but I believed my daughter’s face as
one. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">There’s that
mixed feeling waiting outside the birthing center; her deep moans making my
knees weak, and yet in the midst of life’s suffering, piercing through the
fragile heart, the shy grin braves up with the thought of holding a new
baby. My heart sank with sheer joy and
stupidity as I heard my baby crying. T-R-U-S-T ME! One cannot really articulate
and justify the emotion. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She was the
cutest and most beautiful I saw. She was more than just a proof of our love.
She was the little LIFE we had to embrace and grow with. And not the least,
she’s also a GREAT teacher. Yeah, you read it right! T-E-A-C-H-E-R. Somebody wrote that <i>becoming father is easy, but being one is difficult</i>. I would
prostrate at that GURU’s feet agreeing so much his realization. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She teaches me
to <i>become a better son to my parents</i>.
Becoming father is easy, but being Father is very difficult. Waking up in the
middle of night randomly and feeding the baby is very tiring and difficult for
mother and then helping the mother to put the baby to sleep after that is
another level of sheer diligence when your eye brows are dropping down tired.
My wife said to me that sons would never understand how much pain mothers have
to undergo simply to let the baby grow within during gestation period. I
believed her then, but now I rather feel that so far I have never understood
how much pain they have to bear and how much life they have to sacrifice to
raise the child? It’s true, like we say in Dzongkha, <i>Rang Zuu Phama Majur bar toh, phamai drinlen ngo me shay. </i>My baby
girl teaches me how much my parents mean to me and my siblings.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She teaches me <i>Perseverance</i>. As if waking up randomly and helping her
mother in changing diaper during the prolong nights, waking up early and
washing dirty <i>bagtang</i> before leaving for office is really something
not so usual for me who used to wake up 15 minutes before office time. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She teaches me
how to be <i>Vigilant</i>. The beautiful life nestled in the tiny body
calls for nothing but extra ounces of vigilance, activeness, randomness, etc. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She teaches me
to Love and Care. Her birth gave me so many opportunities to tend to my wife
who survived such a perilous labour and pain. And the baby's presence in my embrace makes
me love her and care her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She teaches me
fatherhood. With all said and done, my little daughter shows me that today the <i>child has become a father of man. <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-57231131880218702532014-09-20T11:49:00.000+06:002017-07-29T09:15:24.595+06:00Song of myself<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Well
before you go into wondering about the poem by Walt Whitman, let me make it
clear about my article. It isn’t about the grass which represents the universal
homogeneity of mankind; rich and poor returning to the same end, and blah blah…
(Forgive me for not really remembering the poem which I once studied so well to
sit for my exam). My article is rather about me of realizing how loosely my
determination is built on. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Determination is key to success</span></i><span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">, we
all know about it. However, seems like in the midst of all the hectic life, I have
forgotten to remind myself of such motivating thing. I have taught myself that
it is better to let the things which take toll and move on in life. I have lost
that drive to climb again and again. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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is the list of things which I left unfinished;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">1.<span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I
started writing a book by the same name of my blog. Today when I revisited it, I
have written about 128 pages when I was in second year, which was in 2009. And
after that I did not write anything on it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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blogged at least five to six articles every month then, but now I am writing
one after so many months. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">3.<span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I started
the magazine and even published one by collecting articles from the fellow
bloggers, but that too after realizing that it’s too difficult for two people
to work a hell lot on one magazine, I unceremoniously left the dream
unattended.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">4.<span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I buy
and borrow books these days, but never even finish reading one; the books I left
unfinished are; The Jesuit and the Dragon, immortal lines, walk my freedom, etc…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">5.<span style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Started
playing football for a team for about two years, now I find myself looking for
a new team as for the last team, I started skipping matches after match for
some reason or the other. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Perhaps
my physical weight is taking toll on my will power or like one of my friends
says, it’s a free will; doing things the way it comes to you or letting it
unfold the way it does. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-18157685833136558282014-08-01T16:26:00.000+06:002014-08-01T16:26:01.428+06:00A blogger is Blocked<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-32206268474319569022014-01-07T14:33:00.000+06:002014-01-09T10:20:47.331+06:00IV. College Experience ;Home away from Home<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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was first time that within few weeks of missing home and trying to adapt to the
big busy place, I with two of my friends landed up standing in front of
the familiar Bhutanese buildings. We are
at Royal Bhutanese Embassy for the fresher's trip organized by Bhutanese
Student's Association in New Delhi. It had everything that was Bhutanese. The
paintings, Bhutanese National flag, Bhutanese food and of course lots of
Bhutanese girls. I forgot to mention in my earlier posts that amongst 14 Bhutanese
students studying in my college, we had only one girl, and she was one of the
senior most students. Thus this experience of seeing lots of Bhutanese girls at
a time in Bhutanese embassy was more cheerful than my whole experience thus far
at college.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Every
year, BSA Delhi organizes the trip which they call as fresher's trip, and after
speech by Lyonpo Dago Tshering, then the Ambassador, and a registration of the
new members, we set towards the place called <a href="https://www.google.bt/search?espv=210&es_sm=93&sout=0&biw=1920&bih=978&tbm=isch&sa=1&q=nainital&oq=nainital&gs_l=img.3...2090.2090.0.2309.1.1.0.0.0.0.0.0..0.0....0...1c.1.32.img..1.0.0.5v_E3lG2n-g">Nainatal</a> in Uttaranchal. It was
really an awkward situation for three of us at the first glance. The students
gathered there were all well dressed up, and spoke very friendly amongst each
other albeit with three of us. We did not know anyone in the bus, it was like
being amongst stranger Bhutanese in foreign land. The feeling like one we get
when we first visit Thimphu from our village. and trust me, its worst than
being amongst the strangers of other country. You think you know these guys
just because they are Bhutanese, but you really end up not knowing any one of
them. In a bus, around 8.AM next morning, I woke up to a fresh breeze of
nature. The cold chilly breathe clouded my window glass, and we have reached
our destination. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I
was on a horse, and the handy boy leading the horse tells me that the place is
famous for Koi Mil Gaya movie and that most of the film was shot in Nainatal. With
the big lake nestled at the heart of the civilization, the town was nostalgic of
our home for us with hills and forest. on the back of the horse, we travelled
in and around the hills. Our whole day ended up so quickly though, and we
gathered near the bus to make our journey back to Delhi in the evening. I still
remember that beautiful moment when I was actually introduced to two of the
girls who were also with us for the trip. They also don't know much of the Bhutanese
friends in the bus, and they were there in Delhi for the first time like us. The
awkwardness that was clouding our stay suddenly disappeared. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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changed my seat with one of the girls. How things started, I really don't
remember, but it was suddenly the beginning of hearty situation. We stayed awake
whole night and had a chat over so many things. That was a perfect timing, if
we talk about hitting at someone's heart. Being naive and young has its charm
in doing those little lovey-dovey things. Perhaps, it's also because we think
from our heart when we are young. However, I was not as successful in actually
making her accept my proposal the whole night. And the journey too appeared
shorter. Even without saying good bye, we departed. I had her number though,
but I never dared to call her. She was a sweet girl, I used to speak to myself
sometimes, and my friends knew that there are things which are developing
within me, but our busy schedule kept me occupied mentally as well until I received
a call from her friend that she is sick and why don't I visit her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-14097779433792023812013-12-31T10:25:00.002+06:002013-12-31T10:34:14.974+06:00Happy New Year<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-39179630144410454512013-11-12T23:00:00.000+06:002013-11-13T09:50:46.829+06:00III. College Experience; thus the architect’s journey began<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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the interview panel for the selection of scholarship courses, why I am not
preferring Mathematics honor in third world, but rather the architecture course
in India, little did I know that saying being architect means being an independent
entrepreneur than depending on government job would mean that I had no idea
about what architecture is all about. Thinking that preparing drawings and
making money as architecture was my first sin. And that architecture is just
about building was another mistake. I was learning bricks, pencil thicknesses,
paper sizes, giving half cut to the paper, grinding the metal piece in
workshop, carrying a chain in the rose garden beside the college, sketching the
flower, and computer, before I even started drawing any building.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Many friends in the
class had already learnt few things about engineering drawings, read about
architecture and had coaching on architectural software. I was the dumbest in
the class because all I did during the pre-scholarship period was being excited
about going to India and do architecture. All I had was a foreign face
and big blank head. One day, a computer teacher asked why we chose
architecture, and many gave answers from having a dream to build their own name
to having sent by parents to having not qualified to IIT and therefore choosing
Architecture. I on the other hand, bluffed them that our government needs
architects as we have hardly 50 architects for the developing country and god
be great, we in fact needed architects then, but now I cannot say about that
anymore. With each passing day, I survived by copying what my friends did.
Sometimes, even though my submission was the copied one, I used to score better
grades, however, most of the times it made me think whether I chose the wrong
profession or not. I was not learning anything than copying other’s work. I was
wondering what the architecture is about? By the way about the mathematics
which availed the opportunity for me to get enrolled for the architecture
course formed a very small part of our course. And it was just a semester
course which finished by just studying about differential equation.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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course more homely. With senior Bhutanese friends consoling us that they were
also clueless in the beginning and that with time, we would settle well into
the web and enjoy the course. Most of times, carrying a big parallel bar, and a
roll of A1 Sheet, like everyone, I drove on ring road in auto-rickshaw to the
college, come back to the hostel, visit a senior’s room for a friendly talk,
have dinner, then go around asking my friends about the home work and spend
half the night preparing the drawings by copying from my friends. By the way,
it wasn't the building drawings, but rather a brick bonding drawings,
arch patterns, basically all that was not about building which I dreamt(at
least I thought so then). <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-75161566260683561682013-11-11T12:46:00.003+06:002017-07-29T09:15:48.931+06:00II. College Experience; Settling down in Delhi<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Delhi
can be a small dot in the great </span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="line-height: 24px;">Indian</span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"> map, but, population wise, it cannot be
undone. With more than a crore population, I was like thrown into the pool to
survive and thus thrive. School of Planning and Architecture, widely known as
SPA, had a hostel campus and college buildings separated by more than 10 </span><span style="line-height: 24px;">kilometers</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> It was Rs.50 away from hostel in New Friend’s Colony to the college
in ITO (Income Tax Office) area in </span><span style="line-height: 24px;">auto-rickshaw</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> While on a train from Howrah
to Delhi, a guy with whom we shared a compartment told us that the college we
are going is deemed like an IIT for architects. It was very motivating and felt
blessed until I saw a single building attached with the oval auditorium, and
that we were told building is the architecture block, and the hostel had a big
single building complex as the student hostel. For such a reputed college, how
can an infrastructure be poor? <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">We
got admitted and we were sent in different sections. Architecture department,
had so many courses from undergraduate to the masters, but UG-Architecture had
the maximum number of students from the two sections per batch. I was placed in
First Year Section ‘A’ while two of my friends were placed in the other
section. Being in a class of so many </span><span style="line-height: 24px;">Indian</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> friends and a very few people who
looked like our tribe, it was a very difficult experience initially. However, I
made friends with them, and my understanding of </span><span style="line-height: 24px;">Hindi</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> served me well in getting
closer to them. Some faculties would teach in </span><span style="line-height: 24px;">Hindi</span><span style="line-height: 150%;">, while most of the
faculties taught in </span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="line-height: 24px;">English</span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"> And a three hour long classes would end by 5.PM in
the evening. As usual, we would board the </span><span style="line-height: 24px;">Auto-rickshaw</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> to get to the faraway
home. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Hostel
was very tight for the students who were there before us. And having been late
by a week, it was a difficult situation for us to get the hostel rooms. We ran
here and there seeking help from seniors and it ran </span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="line-height: 24px;">abruptly</span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"> into nothing.
Finally, we decided to stay in a guest room which cost us 200 per night. It was
pretty disappointing for our college fee and hostel fee were paid together, and
yet we ended up having to pay for the </span><span style="line-height: 24px;">accommodation</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> After trying hard for two
weeks, we decided to take up a room in Laxmi Nagar, 10 minutes drive from the
college. Being away in an unknown city, and having not settled well, we stayed
in a very small room, and that room was pretty expensive. It cost us Rs. 14000.
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">We
kept on trying to report to the DAHE back in Bhutan about our situation, but
nothing happened.Finally after staying for 15 days, my friend, Jamyang
succeeded in getting us a flat in the hostel complex. He approached Director,
and that was our third try </span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="line-height: 24px;">meeting</span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"> director and requesting him to attend to our
problem. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Being
in </span><span style="line-height: 24px;">Delhi</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> itself is a big challenge but to be </span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="line-height: 24px;">out there</span></span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 150%;"> with no proper </span><span style="line-height: 24px;">accommodation</span><span style="line-height: 150%;"> and least help, that is all together another bigger problem. </span></span><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-70043754044142013102013-10-22T12:14:00.002+06:002013-10-22T14:59:26.888+06:00My Autobook Entry<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: left;">As I unfold my memories,
I am fascinated with the idea of a thing which we used to do in schools,
filling up the fancy books of friends with stuffs which we called our favorite.
It's so exciting to think that even when we are limited with knowledge and wisdom,
we still had things to love and idolise. Auto book writing, as it used to be
called then, was one fancy book where we would find someone's everything if we
were to stalk.</span></div>
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recollecting back these things, I wondered whether all these things were
genuine or not. I used to write most of the time to go through the photographs
of the girls and read their auto entry. I am sure, many of you sure must have
once or more entered these things in auto books of your friends. </span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-61388686432362323542013-10-20T11:53:00.003+06:002013-10-20T11:54:36.171+06:00My football team; Bhutanese Architects team<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Football
has now become a one of the most written topics here in my blog. And admittedly,
football has become just more than a part of a life. Even though, I console my friends
that football is just a part a part which comes under some part of a life and
that there’s nothing to get serious about it. But deep down I know that I am
more into it like many out there. I am happy when Real Madrid wins, more importantly
when Ronaldo scores the winning goal. <strike>I am also happy to see Barcelona lose a
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Letting
the best of football be, we have our own team built with ourselves. It’s been
almost a year, BIA 11 (Bhutanese Institute of Architects 11) have been most of
the time at the losing end of the game. There are many matches where we lost
heavily, but there are also few matches where we really made a statement of a
winning team. It’s bitter sweet memories and after my family, football is what I
love most. I am quite sure we would have contributed to the Changlimithang more
than 50k so far. Afterall, even when we won, we paid around Nu.150 and when we
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">In
the cold wintry winds of Thimphu, we have often found ourselves thinning the
pocket almost every match. There was no improvement at all. Once we lost a
match by more than a dozen goals and that one of the opponent back out of the
game. We lost heavily and that the game was discontinued made us feel so low.
However, revenge was served to them when we won the next match against them,
and it was around 8 to 3 goals. Since then, we always took it serious and now
we have established ourselves as a decent team.</span><o:p></o:p><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">By
the way, we are open to challenge any team out there, so if you have your team,
we can have at least some sort of friendly match. <strike>For the record, we lost our latest match and we are in 4 match losing streak.</strike><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-22225348724983665982013-10-11T11:29:00.003+06:002013-10-11T11:43:22.328+06:00Cristiano Ronaldo sends a letter to Miami Attorney asking to drop charges against the pitch invader<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I have
always admired Cristiano Ronaldo ever since I learnt to love football. He's
been inspirational and a idol for me. He may be the cockiest footballer, save
Ballotelli, and an arrogant footballer, but for a fan like me who's been
following his football for over six years now, he's showed his better side more
often. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ronald hugging his superstar idol Ronaldo</td></tr>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;">During
his match against Chelsea, 2013 in Sun Life stadium, USA, a young man invaded
the pitch and hugged Ronaldo which eventually led to the criminal charges
levied against the intruder. However, the new twist to the incident is that
Ronaldo writes a letter to the attorney requesting to drop the charges against
the intruder. Read the following letter; </span><o:p></o:p><br />
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<em><span style="border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: #2d2d2d; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">My name is Cristiano Ronaldo and I play for Real Madrid. I was
playing in Sun Life Stadium when a fan entered the field. His name is Ronald
Gjoka, a young college student. We hugged, and we spoke for a while, until
security arrived to escort him off the field. He was not aggressive or violent
in ANY way. What's more, he did not put up any resistance when the security
guards and police arrived.</span></em><o:p></o:p></div>
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<i><span style="color: #2d2d2d;">As I
understand it, he has admitted his mistake and understands the importance of
security. He is a young man of twenty who grew up without a father and was
raised by a single mother. He attends Palm Beach State Community College,
Florida, with an international student grant.</span></i><o:p></o:p></div>
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<i><span style="color: #2d2d2d;">I am
concerned because I understand he may face problems with immigration and with
his college if the criminal charges against him are not dropped. He was
immediately taken to the Stadium's security area and then spent a day and a
half in jail. It seems he appeared before a judge on Monday accompanied by his
attorney who asked for the charges to be dropped, but you chose to ignore his
appeal.</span></i><o:p></o:p></div>
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<i><span style="color: #2d2d2d;">I
understand your position and the importance of enforcing rules and laws.
However, I respectfully request that you and your office reconsider this
decision and dismiss the two criminal charges this young man faces. I would
hate to see him face criminal charges for his mistake. By all accounts he has a
bright future ahead of him and I'd hate to see this future ruined by an error
of judgement. Thank you. If you have any questions please don't hesitate to
contact me directly at any time.</span></i><o:p></o:p></div>
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<em><span style="border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: #2d2d2d; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">Sincerely, Cristiano Ronaldo".</span></em><o:p></o:p></div>
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<em><span style="border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: #2d2d2d; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">Courtesy: Marca.com</span></em><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #2d2d2d;">And eventually, the guy was dropped of one of the charges
on Ronaldo's request.</span><span style="color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-61364279596811708372013-10-08T16:39:00.002+06:002013-10-26T20:59:33.588+06:00Fifa World Cup in Bhutan<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Football,
the global religion, like any other country, has taken our country completely
to another level of global excitement and celebration. Today, we have every
kids wearing jersey of famous footballers, idolizing the football gods, and
enjoying the every bit of game not just in television but also in a playing
ground. The artificial turf, which is the only above standard football ground
for us at the moment is always occupied with the football matches from morning
8 AM to 12AM midnight. And the heavy fee which ranges from Nu.2500-Nu. 5000 per
match doesn’t deter people to come all the way from Trongsa to come and play a
one and half hour match. It just shows how much Bhutanese are into the
football. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Even
with such craze, Bhutan participating in the FIFA world cup remains the most
dreaded dream of ours. Bhutan’s only international tournament is SAFF
championship, where Bhutan remains an undisputed underdog of the tournament. The
tournament of course helps our players give the exposure, however, whether
Bhutan have the capacity to host the tournament or not, we have not been
able to get the nods from the governing body to organize it in our country. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">FIFA world cup trophy which will be landing here in Bhutan. Photo courtesy; www.kuenselonline.com</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"><a href="http://www.kuenselonline.com/world-cup-trophy-due-in-bhutan-on-december-20/#.UlPgjlBi231">TheFifa world cup trophy, as a part of its world tour would be brought to Bhutan in December</a>. Fifa with more members than the UNO, kind of deserves a big applaud
for promoting the event and in a way, bringing the globe together for the
common cause of leisure and oneness. For Bhutanese aspiring footballers, this
prestigious trophy landing in our soil would surely serve to instill the new
enthusiasm. And it would surely inspire our Football Federation to promote and
help the football education receive enough attention and instigation. Of course, BFF is already up with another
artificial turf at Changjiji which translates into more facility, more
football, more enjoyment and more financial outcome. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Well, for the record, we are past that 2002 event where FIFA organised the football match called ''<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Other_Final">the other final</a>", when Bhutan took on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Montserrat_national_football_team">Montserrat</a>, then the two lowest ranking countries in <a href="http://www.fifa.com/worldranking/rankingtable/index.html">FIFA ranking</a>, coinciding with the FIFA world cup final 2002. Today we are 207th out of 209 countries. However, Montserrat has moved on to 193rd. </span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-36809846825167622092013-10-07T13:45:00.000+06:002017-07-29T10:04:50.402+06:00Painting of Bhutanese building<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;">Thimphu has seen so much changes in recent years. And much changes predominately at a glance is brought about the number of buildings our city has come up with to accommodate much growing people. The architecture has always been an indication of the change for most part of our civilization. From a cave to a glass building, the architecture has played the part of bearing the change.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12pt;">The change in building design in most of the places in the world have been either politically inspired or economic showdown. However, our buildings have always been cultural symbol than just a bearer of change. The small landlocked country with a need to project a strong sense of uniqueness and identity, it was always mandatory for a building to project a sense of cultural significance. Anyways, letting the building architecture mantra be, my observation is more focused on the building painting that our new buildings proudly wear. It is needless to say that the painting of a building at a glance would project the aforementioned changes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Our building painting like our building style has always been inspired by the religious significance and belief. Lately, with the various shades easily available in the market, our building seems have to really gone too much into the in-depth religious belief that the aesthetic sense is lost somehow down the way. People paint the building with pink, dark red, deep blue, green, brown, yellow, you name any color, our buildings have one. The coloring, as it do not deserve to be called painting, of the building has gone from crazy to lunatic. When one's <i>kham</i> is red, one goes all out to paint the house red, and own red car. There are some buildings with a good facade design, but the coloring has killed it. And sadly, our concerned authorities do not care to intervene also.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Forget about the private buildings, some of the school buildings lately have such a bad blue color in their front facade. Who is smoking what, God knows? As one of the my senior colleagues points out, the painting of the building in such a awful fancy style is a visual pollution. It harms the environment, and yet no one cares to talk about it than just casually pointing their address as near the red building in Changzamtog, or green building near this or that.</span><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-77644719413829572962013-09-29T18:21:00.001+06:002013-09-29T18:28:39.649+06:00Once beaten, never shy to get beaten twice<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It goes deep down in
our roots that Bhutanese are reluctant to learn from the mistakes we make. Once
beaten, we are never shy to get beaten twice. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The Tala hydropower
project colony which was built then to support the Tala Hydropower Project
Construction remained empty after the completion of the project, let alone the
ghost town, Gedu, which was built with the promising prospect of serving the
project, enduring very few wayfarers after the project was completed. Had it
not been for the Business school, God knows how the infrastructure would have
been left empty. The amount of money spent on building the colony might have
been very less compared to the cost incurred in building the hydro power, but
it still projects the unnecessary spending. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span id="goog_1424146276"></span><span id="goog_1424146277"></span>The kuensel issue, 28</span><sup style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">th</sup><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">
September, 2013, has a story on the Bajothang town and that what will happen to
the town when most of its tenants will shift to the new colony which is being
constructed for the project people. Let’s not talk about how these projects have
inflated the market, and also about how much the hydropower project is
important for nation and its economy. The article here is solely on what will
happen to the house owners who have a big invisible car parked in front of
their house of whose value is decreasing daily? How will they repay the loans
when, supposedly, their rich tenants move to their own colony which will have
everything, right from the shopping center to the sporting facilities? Will the
town on its own sustain like the small Gangthangka survived through the time? Of
course Gangthangkha house owners then did not have any car parked in front of
their building? Right now, I can only think of the house owners shifting their
shops, if they own any, to the coming up new colony and take a rent in their
shopping center that too if the project allow and repay the loan.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bajothang town. Courtesy: Passudiary.com</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The thing about
Bajothang town moving towards the dangerous end should have been avoided. We
already had an experience with Gedu, yet our officials missed on such a heavy
concern. How can it be possible that the DPR preparation did not involve any
Bhutanese experts? That’s a total bullshit, and if it’s true, the grave has
been dug, it’s waiting for the end. Who do we held accountable for loses the
town will be subjected to? And for the projects which would need serious and
consistent infrastructure only during its construction need to build a colony
on the extra expenses? And what will happen to these colonies when the project
is completed? Will we have another college to rescue? And yes, talking about
the college, the Education City comes to the picture. The supposedly
international city, will it be able to attract the foreigners to come and study
in Bhutan? And if it fails to sell its product to the projected masses, will it
target the local students at much cheaper rate? And if it does, how will the
private colleges get affected? Our country and population is too small for so
many big things. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Perhaps none of the
above situations will happen, supposing that my not-so-researched article is
utterly wrong? But then, how do we know also about the governments after
thoughts on the project sustainability as the information is very much private
and not made public. Some Dorji and his friends know, but then they don’t care
to educate the lesser minds like us. We
are already in such a delicate situation that the future seems to be burdened
more with the unthinkable situations. Government encouraged people to build the
town but never told about the guest who will build its own house. </span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-61576614312467950902013-09-07T09:45:00.001+06:002017-07-29T09:16:18.485+06:00The Jobs, youth and cost of lifestyle<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">These
days the job providers always claim that there are enough jobs for our unemployed
youth and yet, our youth prefer to stay unemployed. It triggered me to kind of
defend these youths who are left unemployed and kind of think why there are so
many jobs that are rejected by the youth even though most of them are
succumbing to the harsh realities of unemployment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I
got myself employed for a job in a consultancy till I decided what to do;
whether to appear common civil service exam or start my career in private
entrepreneurship. My boss who is an architect tells me on that particular day
of my employment that these days the house rents have doubled, food expenditure
has also doubled, fuel prices have also doubled, but on the other hand,
architects fees have gone half. It struck me right up. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was a point, in fact a strong one. The rise in the expenditure and the raise in
salaries, never go equally. In Thimphu alone, one does not get a house for less
than 8000 nu/month. For a simple person who is working in a company that
manufactures furniture cannot afford a house of Nu.8000 with his meager salary
of Nu.6000. The quality of life to be good and healthy would mean to have a
proper space to cover one’s head, proper clothes, proper food and good
facilities. Let alone about getting his kids into a proper school, or helping
his aged parents with some money at the end of the month or during the annual
puja, simple living standard is also beyond his ability. We live in a situation
where job qualities do not match the living expenditure. House rents are like
touching sky, and even then we have shortages of houses which would mean that
the escalation in the rents would be unarguable in near future. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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talk about government jobs. Firstly, whenever we have youth unemployment
increasing so much, everyone stares at Labor Ministry, now perhaps more than
that we might stare at our government as they promised 100 % employment. Every
year thousands of graduates flock to Thimphu in search of jobs. Looking at the
number of jobs created by government and private sectors, the job intake would
mean that we are way short of the jobs which these graduates would take up
proudly and enthusiastically. There are also situations, where students are
sent outside to study some courses by RCSE and DAHE only to come back and find
that there are no jobs suited for the course which s/he was sent to. Either the
course is so hi-tech that government does not find the need of employing a
person who has mastered in such a big course or the government has not been
able to find the place where the studied education could be placed into use. Where
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there are youths who are trained in vocational training institutes, and yet we
have foreigners working even in the construction of simple structures. At a
glance, we might blame our youth for the pride that one cannot digest, but no
one looks at the job quality like better salary, respectful environment. Today,
even the most skilled carpenters have lost their jobs, it can be attributed to
the change in the construction style, but still, for the required work, and our
contractors prefer to get Mr. Kumar from Cooch Behar as he is less costly. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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live in an age where costs of needs are exceedingly higher than what we earn.
And it seems like we really don’t have answer for these various implications which
are the adverse affects of the development of the city. Today, government has
stopped providing loans, and banks would dry up, more problems would follow.
The ever tiring farming job which is not lucrative as working in a road side
would be forced upon. We live in a ever changing age, and the ripple effect of
the change is so strong to bear.</span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-34613414030071301622013-09-02T12:54:00.001+06:002013-10-20T08:34:48.309+06:00Bhutanese Bloggers e-conference<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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of all thank you, <a href="http://irelatetothat.blogspot.com/2013/08/q-on-blogging-and-bloggers-tag.html">Rekha Monger</a> for actually giving one fun topic to write
something in my blog after such a long time. I know I am guilty of not updating
my blog for such a long time. And there are always some of you who have served
as an inspiration to blog, who I like to thank once again.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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you start blogging in the first place? And what’s the story behind your blog
title?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: #F3F3F3; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"> Well, I have always liked writing and penning down
my thoughts. What started as a mere interest ended myself initiating the
literary programs in school, and for that matter, during my school days in
Yebilaptsa Middle Secondary School, with the help of my literary club incharge,
I was actively involved in publishing a weekly magazine. The money that we
earned through it, we donated to the hospital. During my college days, to kill
the boredom and a loneliness, I started taking refuge in the world concealed
between the lines, and soon I discover that I can actually own an online diary
where I can write my own story and let people read it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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there's always more to life, which would thus become title of my blog. He was
right, life in fact has more than just loneliness, sadness, etc.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: #F3F3F3; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">:It's been almost four years, and a wonderful
experience of knowing many avid bloggers on the way. I am based in Thimphu,
though i was in Delhi for three years of blogging age.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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weekly? Or as and when inspiration strikes you?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mostly topics which concerned the everyday life, then i realised, forcing
myself to write just because i want to update weekly, it's not good for my
blog. I mostly end up coming with a simple topics and that it didnot really
involve my full zest. It was like a forced love which is a false love. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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as i do, but with this rekindling and wake up call, i would try to write as and
when something strikes and inspires me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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blog?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: #F3F3F3; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">My friends and family know about my blog, and sadly,
apart from my friends, my families have proved not-so-interested in reading or
writing one. But my friends, some of them read my blog. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-29259855973050015152013-08-11T11:33:00.000+06:002013-08-11T11:38:39.986+06:00Kings Cup- Outdoing its Expectation<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Last May, kings cup final was
played between, <a href="http://uk.reuters.com/article/2013/05/18/uk-soccer-spain-cup-idUKBRE94G0XX20130518">Real Madrid and its city rival</a>, Atletico Madrid. And to my
utter disappointment, real Madrid lost. However, I always liked to believe that
luck denied Real Madrid. It isn’t normal that Ronaldo, Ozil and Di Maria all
hitting the wood work. It was a last match of Mourinho before he left the club
for Chelsea. And now its been almost two and half months, and we have a
different King’s Cup, a tournament born in our own turf. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yedzin celebration after a win against 3 Star. Picture Courtesy; goalnepal.com</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Kings Cup, as hyped as it is, it
has lived up to the expectation, even to a point that it brought people
together, or rather gave a respite after a much hyped election. The national
healing was necessary, and thus, football proved it more than just a game. When
we see many people cheering for Bhutanese teams, and for that matter, even when
our people jumped off their seats when United Sikkim equalized in the dying
minutes of the semifinal match, it reminded me the <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1057500/">Invictus</a></i>, a movie on Nelson Mandela. The rugby game apparently unites
the country. (Forgive me for the comparison if our small tournament do not
merit such praise, but for the frog in the well thinks well is the world, and I
am happily letting the thought pass)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Today, we have a final match.
Yedzin has come long way from being the <a href="http://givemegoal.com/np/2013/08/09/kings-cup-three-star-goes-down-to-bhutan-champions/">national league champions to beating Nepal’s3 Stars</a> which was considered to be one of the best teams of Nepal to playing in
the final match. It will be a good match between Manang Fc and Yedzin FC, at
least, we will be cheering for the Bhutanese team. I remember myself sitting
with my small group of friends in Delhi amongst many Indian football fans,
watching <a href="http://sogyeltobgyel.blogspot.com/2011/12/bhutans-famous-win-over-afghanistan-in.html">Bhutan play India in SAFF</a>. It was such a belittling moment as the
Bhutanese team was outperformed by the Indian players and we couldn’t even
cheer. Already our number was too small, that we had to endure the Bhutanese players
hardly getting the ball. However, today it’s a different scenario, we have the
crowd, we have the team performing well, and above all, its our own turf, the
variables looks good to come out with the good equation. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Good luck Yedzin, and let’s hope
today’s tournament is the beginning of so many football festivals in times to come.
It is so much an economic boost, while it is an entertainment loved by
everyone. We can expect our league to improve with every team vying for the
place in the Kings Cup tournament.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-89616593572462432542013-02-01T17:23:00.000+06:002013-02-01T20:22:49.271+06:00Best movies of 2012<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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5. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Life_of_Pi">Life of Pi </a> </div>
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i read the book long time back when i was in second year (2008). My design faculty recommended the book and coincidentally i was on a ship sailing around Laskshadweep islands. And recently was watching this movie,<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0454876/"> Life of Pi</a>. But i still don't get which one's the true story of Pi, the one with Richard Parker or the other. </div>
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Vidya Balan once said that she is the only "khan" amongst the actresses and no wonder that she's damn right about what she said. Kahaani literally leaves one dumbstruck when at the end we are caught up in an unexpected twist to the whole journey of a pregnant woman looking for her lost husband. </div>
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07. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1410063/">The Flowers of War</a></div>
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With Japan's invasion of China, the mercenary ( played by Christian Bale ) finds himself with a big and dangerous situation of saving the girls from the church from the Japanese soldiers. And a bunch of prostitutes interestingly add a flavor to the movie. Its a Chinese movie by the way. </div>
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This one's a hardcore action from <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000233/?ref_=tt_ov_wr">Quentin Tarantino</a> with Jamie Fox, Chritoph Waltz and Leonardo in a lead role. The movie uncharacteristically is a action movie running over a soft romantic story of Jamie Fox and his lost wife. This movie also proves why one should watch hollywood movies by director unlike bollywood which goes by a lead actor. </div>
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Here's the best that i still can't get over with. Was in Delhi collecting my probation certificate that movie happened to be released in theater. The excitement and the environment that it created was so awesome that i also felt like clapping when the movie ended together with other moviegoers. The trilogy of batman ended in such a epic manner. Even such a simple fiction, <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0634240/?ref_=tt_ov_dr">Christopher Nolan</a> directed in a such a awesome manner. Of course he's other movies like Inception, Prestige, Memento, were all good but this one's the greatest of all. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-7360292258351389142013-01-11T13:59:00.001+06:002013-01-11T13:59:16.461+06:00Chu-nyipa losar tashi delek<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-74841491316225768852012-12-25T16:38:00.000+06:002012-12-25T19:34:51.650+06:00Losing community vitality<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">With
internet age breaking into the every aspect of our life and the civilization, I
am awestruck by the simple fact that we have changed the whole system of our community
and life style. We are into what we proudly call as Social media during most
part of our day apparently trying to construct the social web and also keeping
in touch with our friends. World’s most of the population are into facebooking,
tweeting and in various forms of media and the ones who are not into these are
most probably deprived of internet facility. However the question that goes
unanswered is that are these things really a form of social interaction which
would make our life thrive if not better? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Few
months back, I attended this symposium organized by Japanese architects. There
was already a so much of outsider coming to Bhutan and reminding Bhutanese
architects about traditional architecture of Bhutan that we have to listen from
our peers about young architects not trying even to know about our culture and
traditions which are deeply rooted in our architecture. They went and went
basically trying to teach us the same thing which we have been looking at since
we took keen interest in architecture. However amongst many Japanese architects
who presented their works and case studies of Bhutanese architecture, what
caught my conscience was when their team leader started his presentation. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">He
started his presentation by showing the picture of a great Japan tsunami 2011. He
begin by saying that Japan is proud and boastful of their technologies which
has earned the fame of being one of the best in the world which contributed in
changing the whole pattern of civilization, however when there was big
disaster, these technologies did not help- mobiles phones were off, electricity
was not there, cars couldn’t ply because of the flood and debris collected over
and the only thing that helped was people. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">People
helped people.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">It
was such a big realization that it made me think over about how I don’t know my
immediate neighbor even after staying in that same building for 6 months now
let alone the whole tenants. And that I have not even tried to know them. We
live in such a small community and yet we don’t know people around. I keep in
touch with my friends in social media and all, but I have never bothered to ask
the name of the person who stays in the next flat. What if such disasters occur
some day, I won’t be able to ask for help to my friends who stay far away. Even
when some of our friends unknowingly leave us latched inside the flat, we have
to call our friend and wait for him to reach the house to open the door. It’s a
pity that we are busy trying to catch our friends online but do not have a
social interaction with people who are at immediate distance. We go for
clubbing and partying, but we have never thought of enjoying a simple gathering
over a dinner with friends and relatives. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Although
the Japanese claimed of community vitality that which is still existent in
Bhutan, I feel we are already in the losing phase. We are turning into unsocial
aliens, not even animals because animals have a big sense of togetherness and
that’s why we say flock of birds, herd of cattle, etc. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">The
price of building a community is expensive until we are in adversity. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-33628802812053841712012-11-07T13:56:00.004+06:002012-11-07T14:06:08.537+06:00To be good, it must last<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>“To be good, it must
last”</i> was the phrase which caught my simple mind. It was during one of those
days after I finished 12<sup>th</sup> and was in a school representing my
younger brother’s result day. The guest of honor was a district magistrate who
while giving away the prizes to the students, who have out-stood others in the
exam, made a very big statement to those young kids gathered in front of the
school. I really do not know if students understood what he meant or not, but
for me it kind of came as a very good food-for-thought. </div>
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How many things abruptly succumbs to a change of failure and
suddenly good thing they once stood for is evaporated in a thin air? How many
heroes end with a big tragedy when they meet their nemesis? How many of us are
not able to keep up our good works or achievements? It’s as easy as to say that
nothing lasts longer and that’s the beauty of everything in nature. </div>
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Today as I stand here looking at the same articles in a blog
for about more than a month, I get a bizarre feeling whether the blog that I
loved once so dearly is in dire need of my attention? And I get a guilty
feeling of those days when I even forgot to check the blog, and I am here
shamelessly trying to ask forgiveness for not being able to update and keep the
life breathing healthily in it. And of course to those bloggers with whom me
and my blog grew up, I am sorry to have not updated my blog and has left the
space for this long.</div>
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Of course, in the stage where I have just begun my life, the
dreams and the works occupy most of my time. And it’s become tough to keep the
strings of other things in life uptight and updated. </div>
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Now I understand what the phrase meant and what magistrate
then was trying to tell the young kids. To be good, or to earn the quality if
being good, one must continue the good spirit of doing good things and never
let the good things slip away. Just being good at one time and gradually losing
the quality doesn't qualify to be good. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-72846907261114713422012-09-23T14:23:00.000+06:002012-09-23T14:25:21.114+06:00Charlie Chaplin story<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Let me share this
wonderful parable told me by my friend, Navin Rai when we were together in
college. It kind of shows how world is filled with wrong judgments made
intentionally by few people fueled by pretext of acquaintances, family
relationship and misuse of power and whether the ignorance and quality of the
jurors also attributes the birth of such judgments which goes on to create the
series of effects on the world is left to the judgment of my readers. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Charlie Chaplin, the
famous man who we know for the laughter and comedy told through the pure
silence once disguised and participated in a “Charlie Chaplin Look-alike”
competition. Now for my readers, who are not aware of such competition, then
allow me to enlighten you with what it meant by ‘<i>look-alike’</i>. You see, there are many of us who look like certain celebrities,
and we are sometimes famously called by their names as well. So our Charlie
here went to participate in one such competition where people who looked like
him were competing for the title of a person who looks like him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Funny enough, the
result was astonishing. Charlie Chaplin stood third the “Charlie Chaplin
Look-A-Like” competition. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Whether he disguised so
much so that he completely looked different or whether like it happens in many
places much to the dismay of an honest winner, or the jurors were corrupted,
one can draw one’s own conclusion, but the message was so clear. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">World is filled with many such wrong judgments. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-64115959509818502802012-09-06T22:58:00.000+06:002012-09-06T22:58:17.847+06:00And the life has begun...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">End of anything is
always succeeded by the beginning of another.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Like a boy joyously
entering the manhood, I can safely assume that my manhood has begun. And before
all of you jump into drawing your part of remarks regarding my statement, let
me make it clear of what I meant by manhood. In a clear concise, it’s my life
outside the school walls. It’s a life where I have to set a goal in life to do
something and make finally a life of my own, you know with all things like enough
amount of wealth to lead life sufficiently, a good responsibility towards
serving parents, relatives and the government, and of course a beautiful wife
to settle down and have loads of kids. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> I believe in everyone’s life, there comes a
time, where we have to deal with thing, a kind of road-not-taken which we
assures ourselves with even though we really don’t have a clear picture of what’s
awaiting us at the end of the cross road. I have had mine and I think it’s safe
for me to assume that it’s the right decision I have taken in my life. I don’t know
where it will lead me, but by not trying to sit for government civil service
exam and by committing myself in a private sector, I like to believe that it
was right for me to have forsaken the advices of parents and senior friends and
tread along the path and let life sail smoothly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Life so far for me has been
me trying to fit into someone’s system, heed to someone’s order and repeat someone’s
history. I have had nothing of myself so far in reaching at this level. And I feel
all those involved in making me what I am today has indeed done an incredible
job. However, after completing the five years of college life, as if for a
change in the way I want my life to be, I took a chance and I shall take it
further, and hopefully live my life fully. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Today I am thrilled
with the fact that after all those years of getting amazed with architects and
their wonderful creations, I am here trying to make myself a part of my own
history so that someday I would be able
to tell the tale of my life. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-4604660079112158142012-08-12T11:19:00.000+06:002012-08-12T11:19:01.577+06:00Thank You for 100000 views<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Thank You friends for the constant viewing of my posts... it gives me extra reasons to blog and share things with you la. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-651897359458078.post-89567013538218100972012-07-15T08:18:00.001+06:002012-07-15T08:26:19.301+06:00You can't stop time<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">In
the prisons of time<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">It
flies never </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">to be</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"> stopped</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Even
to the call of the mighty ones<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Nor
does to the sorrow of forsaken<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">That
Time pains, hides, and heals.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Time
crowns the kings<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Trembles
the pillars of the palace<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Time
tells no one<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Even
to the king of his fall and rise<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Time
never confides of its conspiracy<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Of
its change that which confuses man.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Time
befriends few only to betray later.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Time
is nobody’s slave<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Time
is everybody’s master<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Time
sheds the leaves, grows the grass<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Time
breaks the heart<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Fills
another with dearth<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Time
warns no one<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Of
secrets that which time succeeds.</span></div>
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com