Saturday, 17 January 2015

letter to my mummy if sshe was still alive..

dear mom,
It has been very long days without sending mail or letter to you.anyway,mummy hope everything is going well with you,I have loads to share with you.Regarding self,m doing good but missing you desperately.
Days and weeks passed by and even years passed on,I couldn’t stop sending my letters and emails to you.Hope those alphabets are visible to your eyes still.
Mom, the main reason behind for sending such letter to you,i got something to share you.before sharing I am gonna make a small request to you.would you please keep away all those stuffs in village and come here to stay here in the small heart of Thimphu.seeing every mothers of your age circummulating the memorial Chorten,I remembered and missed you desperately.i feel little pain in me whenever the thoughts of you leading single life in village.
Mom.please come here and lets live here peacefully and happily with only two of us.i am really in need of your warm kiss and hug,your happy words and yeah even your scolding…...
Last week,to my noticed,there was a very old mother who was made to look after her daughter’s baby,still then she didn’t kept accumulating merits.carrying her daughter’s baby at her back she came to circummulate the memorial Chorten,anyway,its one of her happy story..but I was really hurt having to listened her agony story.what overwhelmed me was that such people exist in this world,to my surprise,I couldn’t listen half of her story..
Mom, you know ,her story is really harsh I felt to myself.i couldnot bear the way her own blood related daughter could do so mean to her.if I describe about the old mother,she is very tall and thin as if she hasn’t taken meals for a month.they haven’t provide her proper clothing instead made her to work like a servant/babysitter.
You know,the mother was crying profoundly while narrating her story to me.furthermore,she shared me,when her children were young,she woke up early in the morning,she worked very hard  to the hell,working under suns and rains,raising animal,selling alcohol,without having rest for single minute inorder to brought up her children and  to make their living. Now what she deserved was their harsh words and to look after their baby without single penny.moreover,if they are to seek for baby sitter ,they have to pay for the max NU.4500/- ,in times she shared me,she was looking after their baby without any pay but they aren’t taking into the end of her conversation,she shared me with her sad voice that she was treated with harshness and like a begger.
Mom,you know,I had thrown her my theory,i stold her that one of the most happiest person is the one who under goes adversity,the adversity creates men,and prosperity creates monster,don be sad ama,life ain’t bed of roses,its like a mountain,it goes up and down.instead do your prayers well and be positive fine day your positiveness would be rewarded.In silence, her eyes wrapping with tears ,nodded her head,’ya ya bumo’.with this,we departed with the small amount I gave her…
Anyway,mom,its really sad story one has to undergo, but I would assure I would let you chant in a peaceful manner…
So,my dear mummy,come here,na mo(ok).i would love to stay together and eat together sharing sweet and sour stories of us.keep away the stuffs in village itself,don’t you miss me?don’t feel lonely there,having to eat alone,sleep alone and work alone…mom.its high time to rest,its not gona help you at the end..

your loving daughter


  1. It is sad but life must go on~ It is simply circle of life~

    1. thanks for your time....yeah,its definitely true, due to previous karma one must endure present situation


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