Showing posts with label Living Styles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Living Styles. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Monday, June 2, 2014

ROMEO..::;my pet (an incredible being)

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"If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principle difference between a dog and a man."
                                         -Mark Twain

"You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us."

-Robert Louis Stevenson-                                       
                                                      










Dogs are the most amazing creature: they give unconditional love.....for me they are the role model of being alive....

Friday, May 30, 2014

The world won't stop....

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Youngsters’ biggest apprehension is a broken heart, and mine used to be,
I always used to ran from this relationships, But
I was caught at my high school, when I met him.
He has driven all of my fear out.
Eventually, we were in love.
For the last eight months we were, ummm,,, let’s say a great couple.
The words he spoke, no matter how trivial,
Always found their way to a place inside my heart.
I never questioned falling for him until he was no longer there to hold me.
He disappeared as swiftly as he came into my life.
I guess a youngster biggest apprehension is a broken heart.
Mine used to be, but not anymore.  He was worth it.
After all, it is the wounded heart that makes us all human in the end.


Thursday, March 13, 2014

LIFE:AS I SEE IT!!!!!

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Life is full of happiness, sorrows and challenges but it depends on the way we look at things. I valued a very small things a lot. I never take it as an easy but always think to challenge. I know my life is full of sorrow but I love my life and I appreciate to be born in this wonderful country, Bhutan.

So, now I have to go further in my life. Want to discover more on what life really mean and how to describe it. 

SEVEN TIMES I HAVE HATED MY SOUL.

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The first time when I saw her being deaf avoiding the voices of others.

The second time when I saw her laughing before ever sad face.

The third time when she was a ball of fury threating to explode any moment.

The fourth time when she changed herself to fit into the crowd.

The fifth time when she made no move when others seek her help.

The sixth time when she raised herself with a single flattery.

And the seventh time when she was impatient and left the trusted hands.