In search

We took pictures of the yellow flowers and captured the memories of a fading dream. How some things always remain amongst the tattered n fragmented memories of the yesteryear. A season before i shared my sorrow wit the blooming flowers at the park; how ironic that my friend should share the same feeling wit me today. We walked on the dusty n winding trail, shared a smoke against the gentle breeze. The unrelenting heat beat down on us with the same intensity of the unchained emotions that ploughed our hearts. Its said that people meet for a reason; i felt glad to share this moment with my friend. We wondered how we would talk about this moment in the winter of our lives and wondered if these flowers would bring good memories. A season will pass and fade our dreams along with these memories but these flowers will be back in full bloom to share sorrows of another broken dream. - Pasang D Lepcha

It (happiness) exists in bubbles is what my friend says to me..His words resonates in my ears like the sound of the thunder outside. Flashes of insight like the lightning outside lights up the dark corners of my consciousness. How long before the sharp needles of reality burst those bubbles n set me free. How long before i come out of the bubble of my world? Life has been a wonderful journey among the bubbly rivulets n streams. A strong n turbulent sea awaits n i cant wait to be there. The strong & cold wind is less flattering than flattery of men (shakespeare?I think) dont know why but dylan songs keeps playin in my head "u got to serve somebody". Although the other song that i keep singing is "good bye is too good a word to say so i say fare thee well" i m tired of living in a bubble & of people living in them. World connot be without care n i know we r just a pawn in "his" game (dylan again). Will end this note wit a line i remember from a poem,

As my soul transmigrates from one world to the other, it travels far away into the distant land and seas, till it reaches deep into the woods. Happiness is something that I am learning to find deep within myself ... Far from the madding crowd I realise my true self. The voice of my soul becomes clearer and louder. I thought I would find voices there but I found only the rumblings and rantings of the self obsessed narcissist. Roads diverge in every step of the way, choices are made every step of the way. Life unravels every step of the way. A serene lake somewhere, a cold breeze on a mountain top, and the smile of a beloved holds my dream together in a far away place and time. Till then my weary feet must find their way in the road less travelled...

Seeking to find the God within, Hard to let go and even difficult to let in. How foolish to search for happiness When it is no more nor less Then wherefrom does the pain arise When curves and turns hold no more surprise? The best and worst are not yet over Ready to go fast but moving much more slower I know its a long way away from home On this lone stretch alone In search... - Pasang D Lepcha

Everything happens for a reason...a purpose...a destiny! even the smallest of an event isn't fluke...the only challenge is understanding beyond appearances, looking behind facades...at the larger picture .. - Pasang D Lepcha

The glaring lights of the city, darkens the walls of my soul. While the cold midnight wind breathes life into my heart. How long before this road, reaches the end of its glory into light...

So close yet so far away, time feels flat, Many a hopes and many a dreams, Muffled voices I hear no more… And soon I will be gone! As free as a bird… - Pasang D Lepcha