tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20730449048792227242024-02-19T03:55:09.710+00:00Wangzom's Random Thoughtskarma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-8457846161646222092018-07-14T09:29:00.002+00:002018-07-14T09:29:53.107+00:00Clandestine memories of childhood days<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: 107%;">I won’t
call it maturity nor would I call it experience, I
think I have come across all these troubles which shall remain as black dots of memories, hope for the betterment of the future<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">When I was
six, my mother died in an unexpected diseases being needled to her. Five years
later, my father mistakenly married to a women of two children, at times
of his unfortunate day. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">She hated
me, though it wasn’t personal, she would have hated any child who wasn’t her
own. She was masculine, vehement and real cruel women but her main weapon was
emotional abuse. Every single day, no respite. Her energy was remarkable, she
had inexhaustible supply of hatred, expended daily, yet burning fiercely for years
and years, unstoppable war of attrition: relentless, humiliating, terrorizing, degrading,
twisted, trivial. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">She
destroyed what mattered to me: as I turned thirteen, she hit upon the idea of
abolishing a father-daughter relationship and took all glorious belonging on
her name. At sixteen, it was a passport which was created for the travel
opportunity rendered me to Sri Lanka for the excelling as the best student from my school, out of her jealousy, it was thrown into disposal bin.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">This
iceberg tip of her loathing was visible to all but because my gentle and kind
father chose to ignore it for her own benefit, friends and family were
powerless though. For the friends and relatives i was passionately spoiled as
the adults tried to compensate her treatment with acts of kindness.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">My best friend
and I pretended she was a witch, and laughed at her at her back. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">Another
thing, Nimo, her daughter from her previous relationship, never makes her own
breakfast rather than making it she neither makes rightful choice of salt
taste. I have made my breakfast, lunch and dinner for as long as I can
remember, otherwise must have faced her systematically terrorized harsh
beatings.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">As a
metaphor, The Cinderella law, was just a fantasy story which really happens
only in the stories yet was wrongly perceived, it was thrown to my life too as
a perfectly apt in my life story. As a story related to my storyline to Cinderella’s,
my stepmom too made me wash all those inner pants of her shitty monthly period
being dispose of openly in the toilet area with bitterly cold water keeping
aside washing machine as it is just to let me do it for her own satisfaction,
nimo, was never asked to lift a finger, but I didn’t mind doing house chores, instead
it satisfied stepmother’s need to dominate and humiliate me, which meant a
brief drop in her anger level.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">Her insatiable
fury was mentally exhausting, when I was in tenth grade, she said,”I don’t care
about you if you don’t qualify for higher studies but don’t expect for study
privately” I became a robot. i didn’t respond to taunts. I desensitized myself
to being hit, Inside, though, I was defiant, I did excel in what I was studying
for which made her veraciously jealous of my excellence.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">When every
child at my age Acclimatize to their choosy world, I did suffer from depression
in my twenties, yet I wasn’t emotionally destroyed because I had my secret
supporters.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">I was
traumatized though, I dissociated from my younger self to this zenith pinnacle
of life which was real harder for me to accept yet my father chose to ignore it
because I knew he loved and care me, stepmother wasn’t rough in front of him
and once she ordered me to use her expensive Tego and kiras but dad’s refusal
to acknowledge her treatment of me or that family unity was a charade. Gave me
no option but to play my part.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">On the
surface we were functional family, each day was a mental assault course, trying
to minimize the threat, attempting not to nudge her simmering and scowling
disapproval into explosive rage. Only at school and college was relax.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">When I left
the house today, the witch wasn’t there, I am 99 percent sure she would have
hit me to the hell had she been there at the zenith of unpacking my baggage and
coming out from that dark room.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">P.s: Fictional stories</span></div>
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-3830919048837858422018-07-14T09:16:00.001+00:002018-07-14T09:16:51.864+00:00My Fated Twitter Soul<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #181818; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;">I don't remember a single instance of where I have been so much crazy on someone else, like the way the romantic couple in the Korean drama usually a girl fascinates a guy. But I felt the feeling of fascination for the last couple of months, I know, we don't really know each other at all and whatever this connection is between us will prolly be ruined the moment we have the first real conversation of our own goals and dreams of the life.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #181818; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;">definitely, he will be a douchbag or he would have a perception that I am bit weird which would definitely lead us to the different directions of what we have been intended to go for, that's how my interactions with guys usually go. But right now at this moment, knowing nothing about him other than the intensity in his expression in his messages, it allows me to imagine he is perfect, moreover, I think that he is smart and respectful, funny and artistic because he would be all those things if he were the perfect guy. I am content with imaging he possesses these qualities for as long as he is going to stand there in front of me.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #181818; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;">The moment back in the month of may or April, The way back to where i tweets in twitter, it suddenly feels like I have swallowed his heart because I have all these extra beats in my chest, he seemed to be so familiar though i don't have friends and families similar to his faces of expression, i have no idea what those features of him mean,we exchanged messages through twitter messenger which is typically old fashioned but i like them,it's so perfect, it feels like the old days in the movies when friends sends message through hotmails and yahoo back then when facebook weren't there.</span></span><br />
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-68250612290195905782017-08-12T17:57:00.000+00:002017-09-15T15:00:45.526+00:00Is it necessary to be in relation?<i><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">You don’t have to be in a relationship. </span><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">But a relationship won’t always make you happy, and as wonderful as romance is, it isn’t the only love that exists. I have seen friendships that are deeper and more pure than couples who swear it’s forever - and yet the friendship is the one people ignore. </span><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I have heard so often “nobody loves me” out of the mouths of people who are single. And it kills me because if you ask them: where are your parents, your teachers, your classmates, your pets - they say, yes, okay, but it doesn’t count. Of course it counts, love doesn’t diminish just because someone doesn’t want to have sex with you. In fact, doesn’t it sort of make that love more real that they want nothing - not even a date - out of you?</span><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It is pretty to be in love. It’s magical, I’m sure. But it’s also wonderful to stop for ice cream in your prom dress with six other girls. It’s also wonderful to go visit the world with nothing but a bunch of buddies who are really excited about learning. </span><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The problem is: we’ve made everything about “the one”. But maybe “the one” is just you, loving yourself, having fun, and being happy. Maybe instead of looking for our other halves, we should be piecing ourselves together.</span><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span><br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Maybe I wasn’t born unfinished. Maybe I am the one who makes myself better.</span></i><br>karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-24724431450209246732017-08-02T22:38:00.000+00:002017-08-02T22:38:39.834+00:00Nonetheless vagabond<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
we couldnot find a place to live and we were six days removed from being homeless for the last month of july,we were led to believe that finding a place to live in cyprus would be easy but it was for lack of word to describe it,terribly hard if you are finding rent for few days,luckily we got one,thanks to Dr.Singay lhendrup,not until then did he help us to find one room to rest for another 8 days would be so hot to get out and search for the room under scorching heat of 43 degree celcius,no breeze---hot,so hot that you can not sleep---hot<br />
terribly hot that you need to peel the fabric of clothes off your salty-drenched and sticky body,almost half cooked barbeque at the end of the day,its seriously hot as sun but i am not sure that does it justice<br />
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But with the time passes by,things began to settle down<br />
i can honestly say i have never felt more comfortable with myself before but Cyprus has gave a way to be more free and relax of who i am,the happiness is palpable here,living on my own,learning more about myself,discovering whats its like to stand on my own,i can feel myself blossoming and thats the most satisfying part of being here..<br />
i have never failed to make great friendships,i can say that unexpected friendships is the best,and for few i am certain will be for a life,some will be leaving and moving on with their lives but at one time get-go life i shouldnot forget that life is a revolving door,people will always come and go,feelings would change after every secs or hours but i will cherish the limited time i have with the people i am with now,keeping in mind that everyone has their own way to follow,at some point i have to accept the facts that some people in my life will be marathoners and sprinters<br />
this seems to be only the great reel of my experience of friendship thing so far,without counting an ample of experiences and knowledge learned under professionalised professors,its gone nothing like how i expected it would,since its only been nine months eight days and as the days come to a close to be back home,it feels more like a beginning than an end<br />
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An idea of going back home leaving the joyful experiences of erasmus life would be real heal hard,and at the moment go i would definitely struggle to accept the facts but at one time i think i will and would miss the life i have spent here for the last nine months 12 days here in cyprus.i think there will be pull to return to this place some years old from the day of now.<br />
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It was indeed their warmth,their helpful hands,which crept into my being like theft,snatched my heart forever,well,i am very sure,i think i left the whole damn thing here cux there was saying that wherever you travel,provided you have done it right,you leave a part of heart there,<br />
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-64293600171202422032017-07-13T00:29:00.000+00:002017-09-15T15:09:05.982+00:00Can't Even <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><i><br></i><i style="font-size: 12pt; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;">obsessed with our own private problems, it is easy for us to forget that for at least million and billion years human beings just like us have been on this planet, undoubtedly wrestling with their own issues of happiness and contentment.</span></i></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><i style="font-size: 12pt; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br></span></i></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><i style="font-size: 12pt; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> It should be of no surprise that I still remember the words that were going through my mind up: i thought that </span></i><i style="font-size: 12pt; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;">Ultimately,life is all about the choices,one's destiny unfolds according to the choices one makes and i felt certain that the choices are on certain individual,though</span></i><i style="font-size: 12pt; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"> <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> our body is designed to die, our mind seems to be hardwired to think that we are immortal, and there’s little that we can do to resist that kinda feeling where all the individuals has at the back of their mind and thats how we human being are being circuited with.</span></i></div>
karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-55806782359085873592017-07-10T14:59:00.000+00:002017-07-10T15:00:58.899+00:00Seems to be Forever Goodbye<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 13px;">“It is always important to know when something has reached its end. Closing circles, shutting doors, finishing chapters, it doesn’t matter what we call it; what matters is to leave in the past those moments in life that are over.” ~~~P</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">aulo Coelho</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 13px;">i got some secrets forgot to share you yet</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;"> the last episodes are over,i choose forgetting.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">when i had nothing more to lose,i loose you.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">when i was supposed to be there to listen the following words in your mind,i heard half the sentences,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">when i expected to hear the word i was suppose to be heard,you ceased from sharing it </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">yet i understood that i was free to choose to be deaf.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;"> The expectations i had from you though all attired with pain and disappointments in me,</span></span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 13px;">the blows that hurt me,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">the wrecked dreams and the stillborn love and hopes.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">Thank you so much for the illusion that has set something nothingness at the end.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">The misfortunes of the past,has no weight on my heart,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">i will be capable of loving albeit i am loved in return,of giving,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">even when i have nothingness which works well,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">in the midst of adversities,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">regardless of being completely alone and abandoned,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">while i weep,believe me even when no one believes me</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">and yes its never too late to start over.</span></span><br />
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-32413698289096942762017-06-26T23:25:00.000+00:002017-07-05T19:11:34.126+00:00Ignorance:Social networks<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
What i observed so far in me!!!<br />
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It was right after dinner,i was so much engaged with phone,so much busy,i didn't bother to spare a minute to chat face to face,much busy to check instagram feeds,very much busy with smart phone,i didnt know why i was so busy,when i realised what i was doing,the phone wasnt used for texting,neither a call to anyone nor chat with anyone,but i was so much engrossed to check on what orher people were doing in their social media which actually a waste of million seconds of life.</div>
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In this digital age,i felt that everyone has a huge urge to keep up with other people or need to feel flattered through the affirmation of the virtual likes and compliments from other people,no more the age with toothy grin chit chat to be expected at this generation.</div>
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-52484506892757377922017-06-17T01:34:00.002+00:002017-07-05T19:11:08.988+00:00adversities before travelling<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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One’s meat is another man’s poison, what
works for someone might not work for you and the worst thing is comparing one’s
journey to someone’s else journey through the wild world of different windows, it’s
totally different, different lens and way of perceiving the things differs. Just
focus on you and do it as it is supposed to be.That’s how i was inspired to
travel some European countries which were placed in my bucketlist luckily.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It was actually planned for three weeks and yet
the planning part beforehand was kinda sting in the tail experiences for
me. wakeful night plan coincided with term examinations albeit tensions
during exam time, Famished stomach starved for the food while walking on
scorching sun, yearning for the schegen visa,you would never believe how the temperature
was in Cyprus at that time, missed buses, missed so many classes yet the keen
to travel wasn;t diminished fortunately besides so many problems and
complexities during the process<o:p></o:p></div>
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-29771500133806428872017-06-15T22:09:00.002+00:002017-06-24T13:42:14.147+00:00Grass is always greener on the other side <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background: white;">we always find others life is perfect and happy as full moon on the wide large serene blue sky, but it is only the way how we make it or choose see it,as said, the grass is always greener
on other side yet we failed to notice the greenest on our side, the only thing
is we never bother to water grass on our side, because the grass is greenest
only when it is being watered. </span>Wayfaring
in the direction that our passion wants to go seals us with meaning but trying
to Walk on others direction contradicts the keen interest one has for ,cuz it
never going to match our fashion of life in a way it has to be though it seems
to be perfect on their way, The most of the time our purposes of harmony,
support, involvement, and admiration for Life take us unerringly towards
people, Life, health, fulfillment instead of satisfaction, and joy instead of
happiness,that’s why we always see happiness on other shore<o:p></o:p><u1:p></u1:p></div>
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we only have our own. But that is the pivotal
spot. If we can accept reality for what it is, we have the chance to
develop it, to improve it, and to grow it. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background: white;">A lot of elements in it are perfect, but life is
also real, and by no means tranquil. Daily challenges and trials of the body
and mind creep into our life just like in any other. But we must make the most
out of our life, who knows if we'll be here again. When sadness and hardship
come our way at least we should not forget to acknowledge it, taking a little
time to process it, try to master it but should not facade it, hide it, or
ignore it. Life is about spending time with the people we love, and </span><span style="background-color: white;">being sound healthy, living wisely.</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">Being an origin from Buddhist country, we
believe in karma, create our own destiny, therefor I am grateful for the life I
lead, and in my eyes the people in it make it perfect. Keeping the health and
harmony takes hard work and I would love to use this platform to share ideas,
motivation, and smiles. </span><span style="background-color: white;">moments of my life,kinda diary from the heart turned into words
just for the sake of recording every kind of things I am generally passionate
about. Its neither a post to demean every one, its solely about
my moments of life,not real facts yet you can use it just for the
sake of the time passing, it would neither help you nor motivate you but its a writing for the sake of my own recreational being.</span></div>
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-42552835990668822192017-06-14T22:40:00.000+00:002017-06-24T13:42:34.044+00:00kindness is free<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="border: 1pt none windowtext; padding: 0in;">been exactly a month seldomly
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<span style="border: 1pt none windowtext; padding: 0in;">its just a piece of writing
today which provoke on something i should write here out of no where,felt like
i should jot it here to keep the spirit of blog alive.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Live your life your way your style not copied version of someone else.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="border: 1pt none windowtext; padding: 0in;">It doesn't count what kind of
life we lived but counts the most in how we lived the life. This human form of
life is much prized and highly gifted we own as an expensive gift ever</span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="more"></a> .<span style="border: none windowtext 1.0pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">Everyone says that we live once
and life is to enjoy this remarkable expensive gift, some says that its just to
live it while others claim for the endeavoring one’s happiness. The view of
life differs from one head to another depending on the way we perceive
the things we are surrounded with and the way we are brought up with.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 1pt none windowtext; padding: 0in;">For me, I count my way of life on helping others
whole-heartedly and not for the sake of helping, help is free, that's why I
yearn to live on kindness.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span>One of the great masters<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><span style="border: none windowtext 1.0pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">Dalai Lama clearly mentioned that :"Our main motive in life
is to help others and if you can't help them , at least don't harm them."</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="border: 1pt none windowtext; padding: 0in;">In one way or another human life is very much daintily beautiful
yet we are never satisfied with what we are, we harm others for our needs and
wants, Albeit we are wise,intelligent and think great we do not feel much,
deviating ourselves from the main single-mindedness of life.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Anyway,this all i have got to say for today</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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acknowledge you for being my BLOG readers one day,one night,one morning, one
afternoon,one minute or one second albeit its for sure there aint any
moment to meet face to face in this life,I assume that we are meeting at all
times in this blog if I am not mistaken, this way it makes me happy
atleast. Thank you and kadrinchoe. Keep visiting. Take care and be mindful of
every moment of life, every moment of life is attired in uncertainty, so live
as if you were to die tomorrow, be good, do good ,feel good and hope good.
OPTIIMISTISM every day. May Buddha bless you . My sycophantic prayers are, with
you, today, tomorrow, always, for time without end. Warm-hearted regards from
me. Proceeds every moment with care</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-34380852940986848882017-05-31T22:10:00.002+00:002017-06-24T13:42:43.664+00:00Twisted life:Escapades from the mundane sphere<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It was a sunny day and the weather was very cool for something i can say
for us to eat in one of the restaurants.its been long since we last met at
college,decades perhaps.we been working for the different organisations
and have been kept busy with our way of life schedules and work life though we
are in the same country.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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we went on and on conversing on our past memories.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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i told her,"i was so lost and felt like running on barefoot on the beach
side.i feel so meaningless and hopeless regards to this life,i have been
working for the last 3 years and feels like i haven't done anything so worth
and meaningful"</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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" 'huh',why so?</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background: white;">seems some problem with your job life?i
didn't get you by the way",she said</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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i told,"My life has always had a spiritual twist to it ever since I can
remember. My family was not religious at all and yet I was drawn to anything
mystical. I guess the search started from then on to find answers to questions
that my parents just couldn't answer. I remember from around age six, often
waking up in the middle of the night wondering about life and the way that
everything changes, nothing stays the same.That one day everyone including me
would die, sometimes I would lie there thinking it was all just a dream anyway.
Other times I wondered if I was the dreamer or the dream or in somebody else's
dream. I couldn't really talk to my family about these things as they already
thought I was a bit weird. I just knew that life was more than we could see. It
was at this age that I decided I wanted to be a missionary as I had this
overwhelming urge to help people who were suffering"</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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she in her giggled tone,"why are you so lost? </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background: white;">seems like you are gonna lead buddha's
life,if there were so many heads like yours the world would definitely have so
many buddha's..LOL."</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background: white;">common my lady,we are born to enjoy,keep
aside your funny thoughts,don't ponder and wonder,its half the life yet to
come, its real fact that we are gonna die one fine day.you should have abandon
this life rather lead otherway round life, how did you come so far into job
life?</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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"In the meantime samsara beckoned with lots of karmic entanglements and
desires and I was hurtled into this job life.Samsara beckoned strongly and
pulled me back into its desire ridden river of misery.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;"> A seed was planted, however, that
ripened years later with a passing comment from my relatives,you should enter
job life and help your siblings,parent",i said.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">she said,Oh my goodness,"as if
spiritual has every answers for your doubts?funny thing ever heard from
you,think wise,its not always a way to practice being in monastic life,One can
practice dharma being lay life,you need not have shave your head and don a red
robe".</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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"yes,i am funny and weird since young days,if dharma could be practiced as
a lay life,why did buddha abandon his royal and luxurious life who at that time
was having comfortable life,moreover he was a prince yet he thought it
wasn't the way to achieve the true realisation,"</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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"yeah dear,but you are not buddha, if everyone wants to be in your
shoe,definitely the world would be in poverty,there won't be anyone to offer
the one who practices dharma,what do you think?".</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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i said,"i am neither buddha nor copying his way,just a bit of same
feelings that keeps arising and makes me feel incomplete,but do you have same
feelings like mine?do you have any interest?rather than comparing to the huge
population,ask to yourself,do you have any notion of life after death>if you
don't have such belief system,its funny to compare a small stuffs to a
big thing"</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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In her agony tone said,"better and try to think well,you are the eldest
among your families,where everyone expects you to be very successful. even your
dad,he has been looking upon you that you would look after your siblings and
family matters,don't you have any empathy towards your
family?,especially your dad,who has been with you since the day you were
born,has been with you for every obstacles you have had,he has been supporting
you and your dreams.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">so far who you are and what you have been
,are all cuxs of your dad and you should be very thankful to him perhaps,stop
having such a childish and selfish thoughts of leading spiritual.we are half
pass 25 years.life is uncertain but at the same time,at the back of our mind,no
matter,how spiritual mind we may posses,we still think we would live another
day,don't you think?"</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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"Am i asking too much?</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">suppose,you want something and if that
something doesn't come to your desired place,would you feel complete?i am not
selfish actually.so far, i was here,hadn't i thought of my family matters i
would have already abandon the life since the day there was green signal but i
have awaited till here,wanted to relinquish this feelings of 50.50 life
style,yet the ddream keeps me firmer day by day,rather it keeps me alive.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">trying to fit into the circle of
society,hoping for good things to happen everytime,visualising evrytime good
things would happen but when good things doesn't hapen the way we visualise,it
is not easy,fortunes come and goes,the whole business that has been set up for
life time keeps twindling,high salary job and bank full of money,we marry with
the one we love and bore a child from the loved one,we think
marriage,children,land as security at the end of the retirement life yet at the
end of the day,we still die empty hand,we have no assurance that our own blood
children would treat us well the way we treated them when they were young and
innocent.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">heard so many stories of family
problems,children being disobeyed to their parents makes me feel insane"</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">Her response was like rushing river downwards the valley,"seriously i feel its your one-sided story,go on and live a
reality,experience it,until and unless one live the reality and we will get to
know the real tastes of human life,you would never know enjoyable it is and
make a let go life,find your soul mate," </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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i told,"as if my life is millennium,we can not learn everything from our
own experience,life is short."</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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she nodded,emae,life is short and keep it to yourself.....</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-7951617684237165362017-03-07T00:09:00.001+00:002017-03-08T17:13:42.016+00:00ubiquitous mind<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The hardest thing in the world is understand so called mind.<br />
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Recently i have been wondering<br />
,sophisticated and very complicated yet hindering<br />
still wonders, why?<br />
if one wouldn't vociferate about it for mind being very flexible which happen to be like some flirty man you have no idea about flatters you.</div>
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the mind says,I am not the type of the person who believes in fate,bit skeptic,a realist.It says not the type of lady who believes in love songs or soul mates,It was all cux of this sophisticated mind which drag everything to any kind of thoughts.</div>
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sometimes,it really takes billion hours to analyse what the mind really mind,sometimes,it feels like nothing better than a good book on a rainy day,sometimes spending whole day and night inside room watching movies,that being said,never been the type who fantasize about a relationship like the one in The NOTEBOOK<br />
Its being where mind wants to be when it want to be,just living the way how it feels, not having a goal to accomplish on or plans to work on .</div>
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-21202076524322606922017-01-12T23:00:00.001+00:002017-01-13T21:19:19.186+00:00The other side of me<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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To the other side of me,this ain't race,there ain't rule and permissions,just go and move at your pace as there isn't any special point or certain things to achieved for and work for if heart is not ready yet.</div>
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This is you and you are you,not someone else shadow.Its non of your business to lick their plate,they are on their race.they are doing fine and you should be the one of your own copy</div>
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you aren't like them and you needn't have to be either.your share of rice will be yours and it will remain as yours,</div>
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No matter how strong and courageous you might be,how large the family tree you might have,still it stands out very complicated and complex,yet you neither relate to non of them,cux you are confused with the whom you belong to and who belong to yours,At the end of the day,you stands out yourself and you become your own motivator,you are your own supporter,you remain alone.</div>
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when every one has someone to depend on,you posses you and you are your own self.</div>
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-80365780451214533822017-01-07T22:40:00.000+00:002017-01-07T22:40:03.455+00:00Indeed Great knowledge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
1. Believing that life is meaningless doing impossible things.<br />
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2.Saving only to discover that we have no more energy to enjoy life and ending up dying of boredom after few years.<br />
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3.Working hard to be financially successful rather than seeking inner peace.<br />
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4.Making fun of those who are on seeking happiness instead of materialistic calling them "beggers"<br />
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5.Ridiculing everybody who tries to be different<br />
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6.believing everything that is black on white<br />
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7.Asking indirect questions even though other person know what you are trying to dig out.<br />
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8.bearing a smile on your face when you really want to cry out loud<br />
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9.following fashion eventhough it all looks ridiculous and uncomfortable.<br />
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10.Being naive that all the famous people have truck loaded wealth<br />
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11.investing a lot in external beauty and paying less attention to inner beauty<br />
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12 eating three times meal in a day though you are not hungry<br />
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13.believing that the others are always better at everything ,beyond our own limits ,its better to stay calm and silent<br />
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14.whats there to laugh out in the crowd,no matter how funny the story is.<br />
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15.Using highly paid cellphone as a way to feel well-off and in the control the wealth of the world<br />
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16.Unbelievable,impossible to be sure of everything you have won<br />
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17.always have reasons to point out to someone for everything bad that happens<br />
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18.It turn out to be so hard to say out "i love you " when you really mean it.</div>
karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-48237767844346515822017-01-04T10:07:00.002+00:002017-01-08T09:40:32.452+00:00Yes or NO<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<br /><br />you were hungry, and some1 gave u something to eat; you were thirsty, and some1 gave u drinks,u would judge dat kinda person very sympathetic and compassionate,<br /><br />you saw a guy with cocky character,you would judge him as a womanizer,who knws he might be the most faithful man on this earth,<a name='more'></a><br />u saw a guy and a gal crossing street,u found them holding hands and walking along the streets,u wud judge them they were lovers, remember,never wud it be only a lover who wud hold hands and walk along the streets,they might be siblings,<br />some1 speaks harsh,u wud be wrong to be judge dat person is a sentimental killer,u neva knw s/he might be the one carrying most beautiful heart.<br />a monk/nun,religious man/women or <br /><br />high spirit practitioners having meat and preferring being non-veg,having drinks,never judge them for being wrong devotee,we never know,they might have attained enlightenment within and acts and lead a life of ordinary being.<br />just because someone has a talent to talk alot about sthg,never judge them they have high qualification,u might have heard that empty vessels makes more sound.<br />u never knw the one whom u haf trusted the most wud be ur rival at the end of the day,<br />the one whom u have been friends fr years and years wud detest and hurt u the most.<br /><br /><br />JUST Remeber:<br /><br />never judge,stop being jugmental.<br /><br />To be overly judgmental can be a sign that one needs to let go off the conflict that has built up within.</div>
karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-9656505707300071092016-12-29T20:32:00.002+00:002017-01-07T22:27:25.667+00:00So called love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I asked her,how do you manage your relation?<br />
don't you feel irri when he nags you to the hell??<br />
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she said,never,i just want to feel happiness in my heart,because i dont want to hurt my feelings longing for something i really don't posses<br />
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what is really called love,where everyone craves for it from other person like a small baby craving for mother's milk ,like an addicted smoker craving for cigarettes and a drunkard man craving for wine.<br />
love is really tough to describe,poet writes about it,musicians sing about it ,philosophers discuss about it and every human beings crave for it no matter the age ,everyone craves for it,to quote,"all the world loves lover",whether you were a perfect marriage couple or the spiritual leader like dalai lama,love is a gift one can offer to the world.But when i say that human beings crave for love,it would be bad idea to force someone else to love you ,or to expect for someone else to wait for you or waiting and sitting around for someone else to be ready for you<br />
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so one puts one's own effort to move on with one's own pace,it would be the better place to move ahead swiftly and this could something called love.<br />
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For me,i don't believe whether true love really exist or not.<br />
may be i m bit different from the one who hold love in their life or may be i haven't found yet...bla,..bla..actually love should be ,it depend on our own intuition.<br />
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karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-78246739257531574922016-12-28T20:22:00.000+00:002017-01-08T09:43:33.220+00:00with every Disappointment There's Always A Hidden Blessing<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<br />There was a time i found this quotes-"In every disappointment there is always a hidden blessing" very annoying.Another which says,"everything happens for good reason",and another quotes,"behind every clouds,has a silver lining"<br /><br />At times,i was <a name='more'></a>in a real disappointment,where nothing worked up to the expectation and endeavor went into vain,no better output and nothing worked well as per the resolution of the year.<br /><br /><br />Everyone attempted to make me feel better using this aforementioned quotes instead made me feel worst.<br />I questioned myself,How can disappointment could be a blessing?Use your head,people use this quotes out of their points to console other.and it doesn't really feel good to the point of listeners ear.<br /><br /> when i reminisce about failing year in college of science and technology,when everyone turn back,my hopes and determination left me foolishly,overcome so much and finally graduated with hard type of project presentation ,nearly fail the year too.Fortunately,attended the degree with 50 marks in highly credited module.<br /><br /> with harsh situations i have been into,with different chapters of life,Now,i do not know what i should call it,whether it is a fortune or my fate or destiny,i am here in Eastern part of Europe with <br /><br /><br />thought crossing my mind ,what would have happened if i opted for the honors either in Physics or Maths during Bhutan's Higher Secondary Scholarship board? what would have happened if i hadn't failed?though it was really hard to stay in the different page of the life when our friends do start with new chapter of life,i feel i would have land up in the same place,lived a regular life.<br /><br /><br />Having experienced the life of the failure in life,not only did it give lots of lesson,it also adds meaning to the life about so called "TIMEZONE".<br /><br /><br /><br /> From the life history of Malala Yousafzai,15 year Paskistani girl who got shot by bullet on her head because of her believe,girls deserved to be educated.She spoke up her beliefs and she almost lost her life for it.Malala's Shootong brought international recognition and beacause of her brave and confidence,many pakistani girls were provided good chance to be educated.so,what if malala hadnot shot??she would be still struggling in pakistan and there would be no hope of improved education for the pakistani girls<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />At this point,relating my own experiences and the story of the Malala,the afforementioned quotes hold a world truth,Every disappointment is truly a blessing but this doesn't necessarily mean it would be a blessing to the disappointing moment to that particular head.so,behind every cloud,there is a silver lining. Because we are on this earth with purpose of the life we hold on to.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>
karma wangzomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14803464398358477268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2073044904879222724.post-49642230210388067082016-12-15T12:57:00.002+00:002017-01-07T22:27:45.297+00:00The Page of Life i m in<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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You cant force me what i should do in my life.i have my way of life i should be into.i hate forced interaction or forced conversation and forced wiĺlingness,i hate forced things because i simply dont force anyone.If you dont like my way of life or what i am doing..thats alright, m living my life for myself and not yours.i dont have time to lead my life your way to please you.</div>
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CRAZY??May be..<br />
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Life isnt easy.<br />
The life is really sophisticated and perplex to understand what kinda events i have been and i will be holding on cux at the end of the day, what i want to do or what i need to do , eventually i will land up where i need to be doing what i should be doing.Patience talks here.And yeah, i know that i will be fine and eventually,things will work themselves out.i am pretty much sure that what's meant for me will always be for me.But i just need patience or a minute or two to pull it to make myself bit stronger.</div>
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There is neither late nor sooner,no mater where one land up.it solely depends on pages one hold on with or chapters of life.</div>
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It is really crazy and unfathomable.<br />
LlAs i have been experienced with,i was always on the different page when my friends completed the book,different chapter when my friends started another page of new books.<br />
And they told me nothing last forever no matter who attends what or which page of book they may be,but there is nothing in my heart and that i know nothing about it.<br />
It is really ironic.<br />
There is something in life where no one has an authority to flip the page of anyone's book of life.<br />
This is the funniest post i have been jotting down today but its is not fake.i dont do fakeness.</div>
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