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Archive: 2008

Looking for happiness..

31 Dec 2008 Author bhoojo

We all feel down every once in a while. The blues can strike us any time, even on the sunniest of June days. In times like that when the world feels heavy on our backs, words of others can often lift us up again. Many of the world's greatest thinkers and religions have linked happiness with helping others. When we dwell on our troubles, they seem to grow larger. Yet when we reach to someone perhaps a friend with even bigger problem, our situation is put to perspective. We realize that our own situation isn't as grime as we had imagined. We are rewarded in another way too when we help others. Doing good makes us feel that we are good and that feeling easily translates into an upbeat mood. However an open ear and generous heart can help us lead a life of joy. The common thing about happiness and sadness is that they have to be shared and they never last long. So guys, treasure each moment as a gift, be it good or bad since they come only once in our life. Thank god that you are alive to experience this special moment. I’m here to wish everyone happy 2009 though we know that every day of the year is not going to be sunny but hope you all get the love, support and strength to pull the year along. Guys, "fudge can never be tasty without the nuts" and once again "happy 2009!"


31 Dec 2008 Author Tse

Why do the stars that charms the night look sicken’d tonight?
A new year lies ahead of her, just a few hours to go
And the darkness of yesterdays overshadow the rays of a new life
High in the air, she meant to rise
Somehow, down below an ocean of sorrows is all she got
Hopes have faded away, in this waste of existence
Not a friend to cry or laugh with, cold and alone
All she has is the roar of the wind, echoes repeat
Her eyes once upon a time glanc’d for him
Two hearts throbb’d together, embraces no longer met
He buried them all for her 
No more deep slumbers, no more songs to sing
A heart once broken keeps breaking again and again
He heart wither’d like the winter leaves
O’er the years, never once turned into a new leaf
As a willow tree o’er the river wept
She floated, like a swan in the river of life
Blue peaks in a distant land rose against the cold white sky
And as the wind hovers over her like a canopy of miseries
The darned world took away her soul!


31 Dec 2008 Author Tse
I am a journalist; the best part about my job is I get to meet people from all walks of life. I have done a lot of articles for my paper but for the first time I am proud of one particular article.
The article was about Tshewang Dema, a 65 year old woman who walked all the way from Thimphu to Trashiyangtse.
Bhutan did create history with the whole democratic process but this woman created a bigger history by making an extra effort to caste her vote.
Today, the 31st of December, 2008, she will be awarded a special award by the CICCC for Media and Democracy.
A well deserved award!
Of course her story did come out in my paper but this article is a story within a story, the other side of the story. My part of the story and my interview with her.
It was then March 22nd, 2008, two days before the big day of Bhutanese democracy. I had gone to interview the PDP candidate and since the day was a media black out day he suggested I did an article on this woman who has walked the Thimphu-Trashiyangtse highway in just 14 days.
I jumped on the opportunity, it was a beautiful article, and perhaps the best article I will ever write.
So I followed the PDP candidate to meet her on the way, the news was she had reached Chazam. We drove along the Trashiyangtse-Trashigang highway and didn’t find her there. We waited and waited and waited.
We were then told she had already reached her village. By then it was almost two in the afternoon without lunch yet. I decided to go see her immediately.
On the way I met my brother who works for BBS and a Sr. Reporter from Kuensel. My heart skipped a beat. I was disappointed thinking they knew about her. I cursed! (Trust me I am just being a good reporter)
I later found out they had no idea about it and they had come to drop a friend. I sighed!
We drove till the road end!
Tshewang Dema, I was told lived in Pandang. We met some villagers and asked them where Pandang was. They told us it was just a few minutes walk.
My driver, Jan a man from Denmark who was following me for a documentary and his guide, we walked as fast as we could.
We came to a small village and asked some villagers if we were at Pandang. They said it was another few minutes we will be there.
By the time we reached the village before Pandang it was already 3:30 and we were hungry. So we asked a woman she could cook for us if we paid her. She agreed and we didn’t even have to pay. (So much for a stranger eh)
In another hour we started walking again and took not a few minutes but another hour to get to Pandang.
We asked around for her and finally reached her brother’s house and there was my woman, standing at the door.
I was panting and so were Jan and the other two. Imagine this woman walked 14 days and she looks totally fine and we walked for a few hours and we were almost dying.
By the time we found her it was already 4:30. We quickly got down to business and I started interviewing her over a cup of nice hot tea.
I scribbled as fast as I could on my note pad. Nodding, smiling, awed and feeling a pinch in my heart as she told me her story.
After the interview we took the chance to take pictures with her. “I am taking a picture with history,” said Jan with a big smile on his face.
At around six in the evening we started our journey back. As I walked, I smiled and walked so fast because I just wanted to get back and write the story. I was so excited. I thought about my lead, I spoke to myself.
Ah! She was a beautiful story!
While on the way walking back, it became dark and started to rain. Jan covered his huge video camera with a borrowed plastic. But we didn’t bother covering ourselves, we were both thinking of the story we were taking back with us.
I enjoyed the rain fall on my face as I kept reworking on my lead in my head.
Today as the award is announced at the CICCC ground, I am gonna watch it on TV and truly smile to myself!
Ah! What a perfect New Year gift!
Happy New Year to all of you!

Welcome 2009

31 Dec 2008 Author tchhodentobden

Hai guys just drop by to wish all the members of NOPKIN a very HAPPY NEW YEAR n a great WINTER SOLSTICE… May this year bring u all guys an ever lasting HAPPINESS n i hope all the CHRONIC BACHELORS meet with their dream gals…. Kidding… i know merit n Shaym must be fuming with my above words…. ha ha ha  …….. "MAY PEACE AND HAPPINESS FLORISH IN THIS BEAUTIFUL WORLD……"

Not the Kitchen-Girl I am – A New Year Confession

31 Dec 2008 Author luzee

With everyone setting out to draw some resolutions, I lay wondering what mine should be. Maybe, I should learn cooking! Ha – that is not my jargon at all and I push away the very thought of trying to be one. Simultaneously, my mother’s screams of this morning’s incident still echo in my ear-drums…”Noosla mo (Going crazy?),” she shouted at my act of clamping the pots and pans!


This afternoon, I and my colleagues will have a pot-luck lunch to celebrate the New Year Eve. I offered to bring tea-momo. So, last evening, I and my sister set to work and we were so occupied with the dishes, little realizing that the aluminum pot was fuming to the melting point. Our parents concluded, “Any cook who burns the pots and pans are rated as bad cooks.”



Well, the fault isn’t mine entirely. As a kid, I was my father’s accountant in the small shop he ran. I helped him around which saved me from any kitchen chores. The first time I tried my hands on the gas was in class nine and it felt like some achievement, being able to light the gas-stove! Wasn’t that silly? I was asked to cook something which came out burnt and my sister stood like a commander commanding me to eat the whole lot. Did I abide? Oh yes, I did – but she lost her temper, may be out of sympathy and threw away the rest. That was the ‘start’.


From any angle, I am a bad cook. Someone said, “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach” and here I am zero in my caliber.  No wonder my boyfriend never asks me to cook at his place. The few times I tried, the dishes came out so bad and he threw this ultimatum, “You will not cook another time.” I accepted it gladly.


I will not cook another time! Sounds like a good acceptance. How fortunate I am that I have my parents now who cook anything I like and once I enter the matrimonial stage, I will hope my husband will do the task. But will that suffice?


I don’t know if my New Year Resolution should be that art – but I tell you, I am better off without the urge. May be I will not cook another time or may be I should try once in a while. What the heck – I am all-right.


So, what is my resolution then? To learn cooking? Will I?

A New Year wish..

31 Dec 2008 Author youNme
Leave all your fears
For this is a new year
Let’s be together to cheer
With some wine or a beer
A year has happily gone
And a year perfectly born
Now we are a year older
But also a year wiser
Don’t regret of the things gone by
But cherish what brought us joy
Remember the happy times it gave
And we have many dreams yet to make
So in this New Year
To all the people and friends so dear
I wish the happiness of mine
To be yours in two thousand nine
I wish everything well and good
And pray not to change the happy mood
May god be with you?
And never leaves you blue
A very happy New Year
For each and everyone so dear.

my wishes for new year 2009

31 Dec 2008 Author semgicharo

I wish you Health…
So you may enjoy each day in comfort.

I wish you the Love of friends and family…
And Peace within your heart.

I wish you the Beauty of nature…
That you may enjoy the work of God.

I wish you Wisdom to choose priorities…
For those things that really matter in life.

I wish you Generosity so you may share…
All good things that come to you.

I wish you Happiness and Joy…
And Blessings for the New Year.

I wish you the best of everything…
That you so well deserve.

long live




31 Dec 2008 Author nawang7

Another year had come and passes by
But ahead of us yet another year lie 
Gone are good old and memorable days
And for the new it has made ways

It was a fine and treasured 2000 eight
For it carved even brighter days ahead
The year indeed etch in our minds
And we wish for many such kinds

Alas, we had our centenary celebrations
We had the new government declarations 
The capital was filled with festive mood
People from everywhere made us feel good

The long ‘Lona’ had then disappeared 
Good times seemed to have appeared
The Dragon had protected our Kingdom
The new era had given us new wisdom 

The new government offered us promises
They still orate in the capital in new dresses
Hitherto words speaks louder than actions
They are upto trying out the public patience

We await their services with utmost delight
And expect them to prove our choice a pride
We look unto them as our chosen leaders
And not just as mere promise builders

Globally Obama created a pleasant history
While Wall Street remained a mystery
Mumbai attacks came as a shock to us
All we could but commiserate as brothers 

Oil prices went up and then down
At times had made us frown 
And so did the dollar rate confused 
But to adapt we never refused

China held Asian heads high at Beijing
The arenas and fireworks were as amazing
Many world records were outdone 
And many new heroes shone 

Formula one title race went till the last 
In rhythm with the cars our hearts beat fast
The racing drama still went till the last lap
And the winner was eventually the young chap

England failed to make it to the European finals 
But English red devils conquered all club finals
Spain ended their long soccer trophy drought
And Liverpool continues to make red fans proud

The Champions league fixtures are mouth watering
But without ‘tensports’ here soccer fans are suffering
Yes, we have now the approved dish TV rights
That we do not have to rely on youtube highlights

We anticipate another wonderful year
A year filled with thrill and cheer 
The year is good in the Bhutanese calendar
And for decisions we do not need much to ponder

I wish you and your family a very happy new year,
Remind you of the good resolutions to bear;
I wish you health and ‘gross national happiness’
I thank you for friendship and all the dearness. 

A Stranger Within!

30 Dec 2008 Author Tse
You were just like any other stranger
Stepped into my life just to go away one day
We talked about books, music and the rivers
Shared moments (nostalgic) as you would call it
But somehow, you were always a stranger within
We fought, we laughed and “I” cried
Closer we got with what I thought was “similarities”
Tried to put aside the few differences we had
We moved on, together (or not)
But somehow you were always a stranger within
I asked “what you want from me?”
You never did give me an answer to it
Questions we had plenty but answer we had none
We decided not to look for answers, let them show on their own
But somehow you were always a stranger within
I fell in love; thought love was to stay forever this time
You said you were in love too
Hell! It was easy for you to walk out on love
Who do I blame? My love or the stranger
Somehow you were always a stranger within
Tonight I hold whiskey, and a broken heart
I wait for the stranger who broke my heart
“Ok and who ever you are?”
Were the words that broke me forever, your last words to me. Because…
Somehow you were always a stranger within!

Dear Nopkin's Members

30 Dec 2008 Author rabsel

One more day to go and we step into the New Year…….. It is this time of the year when many of us frantically look for resolutions or similar causes to stand up against or limit ourselves from or 'take on'…….But you know what (?)….research done in a few universities in States have shown that the last minute resolutions are rarely kept (only about 3%)…… the researchers also found that only those resolutions which have been thought for a longer period (and not the last minute) have greater chances of being fulfilled. 

The researchers also report that the smoking and alcohol are no more on the top of resolution list (they used to be before)….in their place, according to these researchers, are good diet and keeping oneself fit (exercise)….sounds plausible to anyone of you?

Well as for me, i got no resolutions….reasons are many, but one that is quite important is that living life on day to day basis seems quite interesting…….planning and making resolutions at the start of every new day seems to be more rewarding as then we know how much we can shoulder for the day and what resources (if any) are needed to live up to those plans and 'resolutions' of the day……

Anyways, let me take this opportunity to wish all the Nopkin’s  family members a better health and a fulfilling year ahead. 

SITUATIONS in life……

30 Dec 2008 Author icegal
Sometimes it is important to sit back and think about one’s life.
I honestly feel that we should really appreciate what we have and should thank for what we have in hand. Everybody has ups and downs, good days and bad days and what we fear the most, can be the most exciting moments the next. We should always believe that however miserable the time for us may be, we should think about somebody out there who has a tougher time and a bad day. We should be optimistic, cheer up and think there are lots of things to be done and your life doest end there. Things do not always happen as we want it to be. This is how I cheer up myself.
A month after I am here, in such a place where life is so different, which of course I didn’t expect. Life is continuously changing and I have learned to change accordingly. I feel ones life closes here if you are not able to adjust to the situations. If you can’t adjust, the situation will contribute to ones grief in life.
One thing that I always tell myself is the adaptability of oneself in the surrounding. I have started to feel that I should be able to do things not according to my habit but according to the situation.
On the other hand, I fear this situation might take me somewhere that I don’t want to land up. The other day I was telling my friends that do not get surprised if you hear that I am married the next day. The situation is something like that you might land up doing something that you don’t want to and had never wanted to. I don’t want these situations to be the master and dominate my life. I want to live my life as I want to but I have to consider the situations also………….

my love!

30 Dec 2008 Author regita
I know sometimes things don't go right, like yesterday and I know sometimes I can frustrate you, and I know sometimes I make u mad. I know that you're my better half, I know without you I'm incomplete, and I know that tomorrow you won't be here with me, but Baby, you know that no matter what, you will always have a key to my heart.

We might be miles away for a while, I might not get to see you smile or hear you laugh or even watch you sleep, but Darling, you know that the true test of love is distance, for it's said that distance brings people closer together.

The miracle of life shone in front of my eyes when you entered my life. Nothing can be compared to this feeling of filling up somebody's life. The excitement which tortures me while waiting for you to enter , the sweet night-calls that keep me awake even when I'm exhausted to death, because I wouldn't miss a thing. The feeling that you know every corner of my heart. All these things are the most beautiful signs of my love for you.
God has got his own reasons for us to meet and come this far. But I hope our love will flourish beyond what it is right now. Distance maybe just a part of the reason why sometimes we think we can't handle this whole relationship, but I am sure our love for each other is way far stronger then any oceans can come across.

I am writing you this letter to tell you that my love for you is so real that I can't find any words to describe my feelings for you. At the same time I would like to thank you for all your patience while our relationship had to go through high waves and hard rocks. My love for you has grown so strong that I can never imagine a life without you now.

I will always be yours no matter what the world turns out to be. My heart will always yearning for your love and care forever. I love you always………………!


30 Dec 2008 Author rabsel



Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.


Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 1850


The Astrologer

30 Dec 2008 Author cheche

Once there was an Astrologer (Tsip), who could predict the causes of any illness simply by playing with a small amount of sawdust. This sawdust was placed over a small rectangular wooden block that was carved inside and protected the sawdust from spilling over the sides. This process was and is known as (Sari Jurni) and I do not know if there is an English word for it. To come to the point, the Astrologer’s speciality was predicting the day a person was most likely to die. Because of his accuracy, people flocked to him and everyone wanted to know when they were going to die. Some wanted to know because they had dreams to fulfil, some to distribute their wealth, some because they had unfinished business to settle and so on. So he played with his sawdust day after day and predicted the last days of his clients. For some he predicted few days, for some few months, for some many years and this way he made a comfortable living out of his profession.


This went on for many years until one day he thought to himself ‘All these years I have spent my time predicting when others were going to die but I never thought of myself. Today I must sit down and check when my last day is going to be’. So he pulled his wooden block, opened it and picked up the metal pin used to move the sawdust around and looked into his own future. To his astonishment, he found out that the day after tomorrow was the last day of his life on earth. Deeply worried, anxious and with blood pounding in his head he played around further to find out what will lead to his end. The result from the wooden block stared back at him; he will simply die by a Tsoencha (anything made of metal). Shocked and depressed, he decided to avoid dying by making his own plans. He did not inform anyone of his family members but two days passed so quickly and the day of doom dawned on him so fast. He told his family that he was going to spend a quiet time inside his room and asked not to be disturbed by anyone. He removed any piece of metal items he found in his room, locked his room from inside, sat near the window on a cushion and then started playing with his wooden block once again.


The more he played around the faster the result repeated itself. The sawdust showed that he was going to die any moment and kept repeating ‘now! now! now!’. However, he thought to himself ‘I have removed every metal piece from the room, how is it going to be possible’. As the thought passed from his mind, one of his ears began to itch intolerably. Unknowingly, he slowly raised his hand with the pin to his ear to scratch it. As the pleasure of erasing the itch died down, a strong wind started blowing suddenly. With sheer force, the wind blew in the window where the astrologer was sitting. The window broke off from its base and hit the Astrologer right on his elbow where his fingers were fiddling with his ear. The broken window as it hit his arm, and then embedded the pin deep into his ear and the Astrologer died instantly. Sadly, the Astrologer had forgotten that the very piece of pin he used to move around the sawdust was made of metal.


The Day the Dorji asked for a Raise

29 Dec 2008 Author kampan

Dear Thuji,
I, the Dorji, hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons:
I do physical labor.
I work at great depths.
I plunge headfirst into everything I do.
I do not get weekends or public holidays off.
I work in a damp environment.
I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation.
I work in high temperatures.
My work exposes me to contagious diseases.


The Response:

Dear Dorji:
After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons:
You do not work 8 hours straight
You fall asleep after brief work periods.
You do not always follow the orders of the management team. You do not stay in your designated area and are often seen visiting other locations.
You do not take initiative – you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working.
You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift. You don't always observe necessary safety regulations, such as wearing the
correct protective clothing.
You will retire well before you are 65.
You are unable to work double shifts.
You sometimes leave your designated work area before you have completed the assigned task.
And if that were not all, you have been seen constantly entering and exiting the workplace carrying two suspicious-looking bags.


(Courtesy- received mail)

Wishing a wish

29 Dec 2008 Author youNme
The way she walks – swiftly and majestically.
The way she smiles – it is absolutely pure and undiluted. And makes me spell out the deepest secrets of my heart.
The way she laughs – and the happiness that follows.
The way she speaks – a voice so soft that words might not have belong to her.
The way she looks – in her eyes I find the very meaning of life. In her I find myself and in her I lose too.
I love the every ways of hers:
The good ways, the naughty ways.
The simple ways, the complex ways.
The easy ways, the mysterious ways.
Even the wrong ways seems the perfect right ways.
I don’t know exactly when I first saw her. But I saw her and started to dream a thousand dreams. There was something in her that made me stare for a very long time.
My feet were rooted and could not move. My eyes never tired of looking at her. She was there walking and the winds playing on her silky hair.
For me she looked surreal. It was as if like – during a clear night a star chiseling its way out of the pale sky. She just looked different and that difference made my heart speak ceaseless of thing which my vocal could not.
For once I am at a loss for words. It is a strange and ethereal experience to think of her.
To put in words I doubt if I am able for I am neither a poet nor a writer. I find it impossible to convey what it feels like to think of her or to describe the completeness of my words when she is with me.
When she is with me it feels like god is with me. Just by thinking of her makes me feel safe, warm and good.
I heard that if we wish something from heart – every circumstance helps and makes it possible for our wish to come true.
So here I am – Wishing a wish that I really wish to wish.

Against the Face of Facts – An Evening Thought

29 Dec 2008 Author luzee

I was waiting in the car when my boyfriend went out for a rush; the town was buzzing with the weekend mood and then there was this boy – say a teen who caught the very focus of my evening mood [last evening]. He was just a boy, mark my word.


Wearing some kind of a ‘weird’ dressing [the way I saw it] – some tapering hazy jeans down his body, hanging on the verge of falling off and a pair of nice-looking boots, yes, it was orange in color, his hair held by a hair-band, longer than normal boys’ length – nothing about him seemed like a cool-dude. And he had a gang of friends with him.


He was stopped by a friend, just a breath’s distance away from my sight. No, I wasn’t meaning to eavesdrop and I didn’t even pull down the window. Whilst I remained looking at him, he and his friend exchanged some laugh, some smiles.


With a jerk at the back pocket, his friend handed this ‘weirdly-dressed-guy’ a five-rupee note. And he clasped it with indignant grin, something the way he looked hapless. Was it pity that I felt at that moment? Maybe.


I wanted to come out and ask about him, but the way he presented himself looked little less than welcome. He looked like an addict – from the way of his clothes and his hair, and his circle of friends around. As I wrote, he had a band of boys following him.


I watched him disappear into the crowd, apparently crossing the road to the other side. I stood wondering where his next meal would be or if his home would possibly accept him.


I know many of our youngsters are lost in search of freedom, the way they want their lives to be. It is indeed a pity to see them loiter off their days doing almost nothing productive.


It would have paid me to know about more about this guy. His innocence  upon fetching the 5-rupee note from his friend is still lingering and haunting me, but I am hapless as he seemed to be.


Brief History of Rangjoen Kharsapani

29 Dec 2008 Author Neydha
The Zhung Dratshang displayed the most sacred relic, Rangjoen Kharsapani for public viewing for three days from 27/12/2008 – 29/12/2008 at the Punakha Dzong. Thousands of people visited during the three day display to receive the Wang. Reproduced below is the history of Rangjoen Kharsapani written by the Zhung Dratshang.
The Supreme noble, Avalokiteswara (Chenreyzig) is the compassionate embodiment of all Buddha’s residing in ten bhumis (10 stages). Avalokiteswara pledged to free all sentient beings, manifesting himself in the form of teachers, Kings, Ministers, Ordinary human beings and many other manifestations.
Thus, in 1161 AD, Dharma King, the protector of all sentient beings named Tsangpa Gyarey was born as a human manifestation form of Avalokiteswara. Having done much work/benefit for the flourishment of the Buddha Dharma and other sentient beings, he passed away ion 1211 AD. As a sign of true reincarnation of Avalokiteswara, and also to benefit/help the future generation, he left many miraculous relics in his ashes. His 21 vertebrate columns were left behind in ashes which naturally turned into 21 self arisen Avalokiteswara statues.
Generally Avalokiteshwara has many different manifestations viz. Eleven faced Avalokiteshwara, One faced four armed Avalokiteshwara, and Kharsapani etc. The one that is displayed today is one faced two armed Avalokiteshwara, holding lotus stalks in the left hand and right hand in mudra of giving protection.
Just having a glimpse or seeing the Rangjoen Kharsapani is equivalent of seeing the Avalokiteshwara in personal/real. If one prays with utmost faith and devotion, it is believed to bring forth many merits/good fortune for oneself and other, and purify all the wrong deeds and dispel of all the bad obscuration we have accumulated in the past lives. Moreover it clears away all the malevolent spirits and protects us from outer, inner and the most inner obstacles of this lifetime and brings forth longevity, free of all diseases, good fortune etc. And fulfills our dreams and attains the heavenly paradise and finally nirvana.

Godly hour tring

29 Dec 2008 Author Dangkhar

A story told by my friend when he was in love with a woman and my advice to him. The story goes………

A whirlwind courtship is one thing but qualm can be something during the whirlwind courtship. Does these two go hand-in-hand? I suppose when you are in love with someone, both the players can develop a sense of togetherness and according to Russian proverb "Jealousy and love are sisters".

His heart skips a beat when he is with my dream girl. But his heart skips more than few beats when her phone goes tring tring. She picks up her phone and a soft hello and then few words murmuring in her mother tongue that sounds Greek to him makes him more like a curious cat. The whole ordeal fills him with anxiety and gets to torment him. Is it simply because he don't understand a word or he is just being obnoxious – curiosity kills the cat. It is weird when he does not understand what she is talking about and most interestingly with whom.

She tells him … oh it was call from her old friends who admired her but there is nothing going on in between the two of them. Amazingly, the curiosity jumps higher when the caller calls her again and again in wee hours….tring tring…. My advise to him was please count your heart beats and ask her for her honest response. I told him that according to studies it shows that either the strange call means that he loves her or they admire each other to accept his calls in godly hours. If they were just friends then he would not call her in godly hours. I suppose when you are in love with someone, both the players can develop a sense of togetherness and according to Russian proverb "Jealousy and love are sisters".

Three to Four

29 Dec 2008 Author Dangkhar

Mr. perfect was hovering around aimlessly to find a good friend with whom he could share his experiences. Aimlessly strolling like a lost puppy, he suddenly bumped into three good-looking people who were also in search of the ultimate nirvana. He hung around with them in search a perfect sanctity. Each of them also had their own problem and was shared amongst themselves. Three of them were always there to backstop each other when in times of need or even share a small moments of good times. It was a perfect harmony like the thuepa puen Zhi without the fourth one.

They looked more like the three musketeers before the fourth member joined who were ready to help and share with each other in good and bad times. Now that Mr. Perfect who was aimlessly strolling was accepted as part of their team, the team has turned into thuepa puen Zhi trying to make a perfect harmony. Although a good balance but still shaky and it requires more time to mature and gain enough equity to make a perfect harmony.

The four friends had their weakness and strength but they started to look at each other's weakness and make it into their strength and used their strengths to inculcate for betterment of the other person. Where else can you find a myth turn into reality but within these four friends? A perfect example but it still needed more time to strengthen their bonds especially with the fourth new comer.

The three ex-musketeers had already developed their bond but still needed more time and with the fourth one joining the group required more time and thoughts to process. Each of the members had different problems and pertinent to their own lives. If this bond continues probably their goals to harmony and nirvana is not very far away.