The Barbie

World wouldn’t be beautiful if we didn’t believe in fairytales and a happy ending. The Barbie world is just a place to be. It changes you. It entertains you. It loves you.

I remember my childhood days crying and nagging my mother for a talking Barbie. I don’t remember getting the same Barbie but I do remember holding a Barbie doll that I can play with. It always had me cherished and made me happy at the end of the day.

Recently, I have been dreading to watch some movies, as vacation is now full ON. Youtube was my last resort and luckily I managed to browse few movies like Barbie, a Mermaid fairytale, Barbie, the princess and the Pop star and, Barbie, the Diamond Castle and few more others. The Barbie world is full of fantasy and is magical. It makes you feel like you are in heaven.

Barbies are beautiful and charming. It has a perfect body that every woman wishes to but then accepts as what they are as well.

Going back to my babyhood days, Barbie was just a plastic doll that fascinates us in its own ways. However, going behind the scenes of Barbie’s, and their life, Barbie’s world is as same the real people’s life. Barbie’s love fashion. Barbie loves nature. Barbie loves people. Barbie is full of positive feelings.

Barbie is a role model. It is a role model for most of the women. Barbie is represented in an outside world celebrating the beauty of Fashion, Individuality and an Independency. Barbie is a world where a child can learn from fairy tales while an adult can learn the messages that each character portrays as a person.

I love the Barbie world. It has magic. It makes impossible possible. It makes you laugh. It makes you go nuts. It makes you never to hate the Barbie World. Barbie’s are Super Amazing. I think every kid should watch it. Even as an adult, I love watching Barbie’s world.

I wish to get married with the Prince. I think I will. That is what I think when I watch those fairy tale Barbies marry with the Prince. Even though you may not marry a Prince, this Barbie world gives you an absolute wonderful feeling of how it feels like marrying a Prince. Respect and Be Humble!

What is Different Here?

I am often asked this question when I am having a conversation with my friends in Bhutan and in India. For once, I am blank and speechless. All I reply is, life is good. Life is same with people walking to and fro, eating, working, studying and living a life.
I always had this notion that wherever we live, life is same.

After having asked so many times by my friends, it made me think about how people in Australia really live. For one thing, it is sure that they are busy people with no time to talk as casual as we would in Bhutan.

Out here, life is different. It is different in a way that we meet different people every day from different country. No wonder it is a multi-cultured country and that we have to adjust with them each time we meet those different people. Therefore, it becomes necessary to know about what their culture is and what their tradition really reveals. At the same time, we can also share our culture and tradition. Cultural exchange is considered as Universities one of the top most priority and the most important social events for the students.

Likewise, we exchange our traditional values, our culture and the people in it. We come to know people and meet new friends in a new environment. The experience is thrilling.

Once again, it is this little bit of things that we find our social living different from Bhutan. When we meet people, we greet them, “Hi, how are you doing?” with smiles shining on our face. They smile and greet us back. This is it. We end it with “See ya later” and this “later’ would be after months or sometimes, or meet accidentally on the way the way the other day. Overall, it is interesting how people approach so friendly and that even if we meet someone unknown, we smile and go our way. This method of greeting led me to understand how special it feels to have someone smiling over you by someone you don’t know and it makes you feel alright to walk further.

One strange thing I have seen is, people here are open sharing about their girlfriends and boyfriends. In Bhutan, we are self-conscious or else say, we don’t share saying, “I have a boyfriend. He studies…..blah blah” to everyone they meet. Bhutanese are secretive when it comes to exposing our relationship.

18yrs of age and they move out of their parents place already. It is considered a shame or more like dependent if they are to stay with their families after they cross age 18. Moreover, friends talk at the back. I know I have known their “this living” from movies only. Seeing it for real had me believe for real and what effect does it have on me? I am left completely surprised. That is why, people state, “I am homeless” in here despite their parents home by their side.

The eating habit. I am still not over what a chilli taste like. Even after staying here for long, my food adaptation is poor. I love and still eat rice and curry as hot as what Bhutanese usually eat. Vegetables. I am not fond of Burgers, I am not fond of Pizzas and I am not fond of any food that is eaten as meal in here.

There are many instances where Australia is different from Bhutan. If it were same then we wouldn’t experience the difference. So, the last important thing I feel worth sharing is, HOW YOU PERCEIVE THE WORLD YOU ARE IN TO THE WORLD YOU ARE FROM. This makes the whole difference to your living in another country.

The Fragile Heart

As bright as the evening star
Her heart also glowed with joy
With the presence of love and hope
Nothing else in the world mattered to her
Her feelings saw only the bliss of it
And followed the ultimate, her heart.

Life seemed simpler, livelier and healthier
Surroundings chanced her with happiness
The thought of love gave her butterflies
It was real and magical
It lingered with this temptation
Of love shining on her gracefully

The feeling was uncanny
It was always more then what special could hold
For years, she rejoiced it unconditionally

However, just like flowers decay
Just like the petals weaken
Just like the leaves fall
Her heart was into pieces
Still, nothing else in the world mattered
Because her heart felt nothing but the pain

As vulnerable as she seemed
She covered her face in disbelief
Her knees falling loose on the floor
Her head resting on her knees
She sobbed and cried deeply
And cursed her new living in agony

Her eyes red and wet with tears
Her body numb and warm
Remained seated on the floor,
Still sobbing…

My Birth-Day!

I wouldn’t say I had the most memorable day of my life because everyday is so memorable to remember. But when that one-day is all yours, that day holds special in your heart like the day is meant for you only. I thank God for having me in this wonderful world and letting me experience my life.

Yesterday, as I looked through the window, I saw flowers blooming so beautiful and birds chirping in the early morning. I felt like the spring has come to wish me. And my day just started. A smile is all I had.

I cooked my favorite rice thukpa, wished my friend for her exam. Then I went to University, submitted my 40% assignment and returned home to start yet another assignment which is due very soon. Wow, indeed, I will never forget 5th of November, 2012. Anyhow, the calls from my friends, families and the wishes filled my day. Sometimes, it is nice to feel special.

Thank You every one who wished me on my birthday. There wouldn’t be my world without you all in it. Life is good as long as we are good to each other.

Oh, I gave dinner to my housemates. :)

Cheers to our Friendship.

P,S, I pray to God; never to leave me and make me stronger each time I face my challenges. This would be the greatest gift I can ever ask for.

Is it a Bad Luck?

Sometimes we are left in wonder whether to believe what we just saw or should we ignore it for the sake of making ourselves to feel better.

Yesterday, when I was walking by the road to my friends place for dinner, I saw a black-brown cat about to cross the road. I wished it didn’t cross the road because as far as I know and to what I have heard, if we see a cat crossing the road then it is considered as bad luck. This superstitious belief remained inside me all my life.
So, as I was on my way, wishing, the cat silently crossed the road. I felt terribly bad for myself having to witness this situation.

Then I stood straight and thinking of what to do next: We either have to cross the road with a worry in our mind that we have just been through one of the most horrendous moment or we just ignore and cross it anyway because we have no choice. I could have returned back but my friend has to cross it as we were going to her place. So we crossed.

I looked at her amusingly. She seemed quite relax and wasn't bothered about what we encountered on the way. I asked, “Are you cool about it?" She replied rather calmly, “aaah, it’s ok. It’s normal here. There are lots of dogs too. So, let’s not bother and pass the way” I agreed to her and casually walked along the road with my fingers crossed and talking to my friend as if nothing happened. However, the overloaded feeling of something bad might happen at any time was stuck in my mind.

In another incident, today, I just broke my roomie’s cup. I don't know how it happened but the cup fell down so instantly making a strange noise. I stared on the wet floor for more than a minute not believing to what I did and to what I saw.

At that very moment, a strong emotion ran through me, as if someone is telling me that something really bad is going to happen. I stayed staring on the wet floor wondering whether it really happened because it has been more than 3 years that I didn’t really break anything this way like I did today.

I am hoping I don’t hear any bad news. Fingers crossed again!

Pretty Vengeance

Revenge, Season 2 is ON. That means all the serials that I have been impatiently waiting to watch is now in progress and is already stimulating excitement in my nerve.
This serial, REVENGE, has just the right mix of campy comedy and sudsy melodrama, not to mention a narrative excitement that keeps you perched on the edge of your couch cushion or else on your comfy bed. ;)

P,S, I hope you all have something to keep you off the hook with Assignments, Projects and Office Works.

The Revenge Cast!

Respond to Magazine, The Raven

Firstly, I would like to thank one of the passionate Bloggers and teacher, by Profession, Passu Sir for sharing a wonderful post on “The Raven Spreads its Wings in Wangdue” few days ago. As much as he loves blogging and sharing his leisure time with the readers, I fervently enjoy reading his post.

The Magazine, The Raven is reasonably one of the best and the most interesting Bhutanese Magazine I have read so far. I don’t know if I am rather hyped about this magazine, but I will say, it is worth a magazine to be hyped. It focuses on the issue of social and political conflicts by demanding a change in the society. I think, this magazine will help people at large to stop gossiping of the news announced in BBS, and published in Kuensel, and instead put this gossiped conversation to practice, to action by people themselves.

As The Raven continues to cover its issue from Countryside to Urban settlement, this 76 pages of news took me from countryside Mongar, chali, to the law corner (about the bill), to witnessing a family conflict (not new to me), to faraway Istanbul, and towards understanding bits of difficulties faced by every citizen in Bhutan.

It beautifully recognises the challenges of youth gladly turning to an absolute rewarding individual as a sister to her child-like brother. This story really inspired me to stay where I belong and love the person you are suppose to. God Bless the Family.

As living away from my home country, I have read news online, so the news reflected in The Raven about domestic violence and Pedestrian Day didn’t surprise me at all. This common concern is carefully put into display for the readers making it more believable with a depth analysis of the issue.

As accurate as it may seem, the glimpse into statistic demonstrated in the magazine had me think about the way we live our life. Sometimes, it’s not by chance that we live our life but it’s by choice that we want to live our life because there is no other happy alternative to life. There is no happy ending as it would be in movies, and fairy tales. We, people really need to change the way we live. If we can’t change then let’s change the situation we are in.

This brilliant magazine clearly represents Bhutan as having a quality of its own, and continuing to live the world as it is. It favors the reader to appreciate the beauty of magazine and the contents that follows. I hope The Raven fulfills to nourish people by addressing the existing socio-political changes and help people cope up with the changes accordingly.

Lastly, I hope it will continue to inspire the readers, the audience and the viewers with its publishing quality and start bringing A CHANGE in every young minds of the youth and the Adults.