“A picture is worth a thousand words”

4 Nov

Sovenier from Hurricane Sandy that I picked up from the park.

Note: Pictures I took with my cellphone camera today  while, I was taking a walk in the Park. It was  a beautiful day after the crazy week we had due to Hurricane Sandy.

Serendipity

1 Nov

How have you been?” was the message I saw in my facebook inbox yesterday from someone I met back in Oct 1998. “Am I , just daydreaming about the Halloween or was it real?!!!” – It took few minutes for this thought to sink in. It was a familiar  face that  I had seen back in 1998 during our  annual Tibetan Inter-Collegiate Sports meet in Bangalore, India.  He was the heartthrob of most of  the girls back then.Here is how our conversation went yesterday.

Well,  the truth is that I did write a poem about him but its not called “Who is he”? I guess.. everybody knew who he was except for me(I still don’t know who he is). To me- he was just a “Face” that left an impression in my mind. Hence the  title of the poem is “The FACE”. It’s is also true, that I never shared it with him or to anyone until today. I wouldn’t have dared to share it to any of my girlfriends back then in 1998 especially after seeing how the ladies fought over a “basketball”  during the game.  Jeez, even the quietest and the one you least expected  turned out be a  more violent then the rest.

I heard  from the very same girls  that he was a good “catch” and that there was another game going on behind the scene among the girls from different College & State. Of course  being a girl myself, I wanted to get a glimpse of this “Face” that was causing such a buzz . So, when I did get a glimpse of him… I couldn’t agree more  that he was  pretty charming  but… I made sure, I stayed out of “this” Game  coz, my priorities in life back then were different. I had promised my mom that I would stay out of trouble and I don’t think she would have been pleased to find me in a fist fight with girls over a  MAN.Anyway,… I didn’t  follow “this” game so.. I am not sure who eventually won his heart. But, I do remember who won the Basketball Game. The Girls from Chandigarh were the Winners and the Mysore girls(team I was in) took the second position.

Mysore Girls(Red) Vs the Bangalore Girls(Blue)

The girl in the front row with the bandana on her head is ME. We were the runners up and the winners were the girls in yellow from Chandigarh.

By the way, when I read the poem(not sure if I can call it a poem now- doesn’t sound like one) yesterday, I was laughing my heart out.What did I know about “LOVE” back then.  I had just got out of school and was in my first year of college. Thanks to all the Hollywood and the Bollywood movies like “Kuch Kuch Hota Hai” , “Dil to Pagal Hai” and “Titanic”…. the list goes on..  that helped me to create an illusion of “LOVE”. Presenting the poem that has been concealed in my little diary since 1998…

Message to “Guri”(It’s a Tibetan word  which means “Bald”. my boyfriend gave this name to me when I shaved my head back in 2008. Since then.. I have also started calling him by the same name. Honestly, I prefer this name over  other names like “Honey” or “Dungzi”(in Tibetan) . The weirdest name  I have ever heard a Tibetan couple  use for each other was  “Papa” & “Mama”. That totally threw me off my  chair in the subway(that’s where I  heard). 

Guri-In my early twenties, Love was an Illusion and in my late twenties, Love was a Delusion and now in  my thirties, Love is beginning to  feel Real.However, mom  said, “this is just the beginning  and we  have many hurdles to cross in this journey of Love.”It’s been  a beautiful journey so far and I am confident that it will get better each year. For now I hope you know, that  even if  Denzel Washington(You know how crazy I am about him:) )  walks into my life and proposes to me, I will say “nay” in a heartbeat and be  with you forever. Love you Guri:)

Happy Halloween!

31 Oct

Wishing all my blog readers a very Happy Halloween from me and my cute little niece Yangchen. She is the Apple of my eye. I am thinking fondly of her on this occasion as I am sure, there is no one more excited about the Halloween then her in our family tonight. She is the youngest  & the cutest in our family.

Miss Hurricane Sandy’s Aftermath

30 Oct

Hi Everyone!!!

I am back!!  Still alive and kicking after the Hurricane Sandy.I thank my lucky star and Buddha for his blessings and protection.I don’t think, I alone could have  faced  the wrath of  Miss Sandy.I heard few succumbed to her wrath and died in the city. My prayers are with them.She was  not only furious but was totally out of control. She stormed right into  our  city and my neighborhood.  It took  a  lot of cajoling  from  Jesus, Buddha, Allah , Lord Ganesh  and many others to calm her down. She was indeed extremely unhappy with the way, we humans have been taking her for granted and treating her with dis respect.  Boy, I definitely don’t want to mess with her, she is one lady, you don’t want to provoke. I have learnt my lesson and will respect her at all times.

By the way, for a women- her strength was  phenomenal. She can easily knock out Mike Tyson or Manny Pacquiao  with one punch.I can bet my life on that :).I thought, I was one wild lady but…. after seeing Miss Sandy, I think  I need to redefine my definition of “wild”.

Here are few pictures I  took today in my neighborhood . I will leave it for you to judge her strength.  By the way, the dates on the pictures are for tomorrow.I did not realize it until, I posted them here… I guess, that tells a lot about New Yorkers. We always want to be ahead of time and it’s no surprise that  we are always running out of breath.

Until next time…. Adious’ Amegious!

HURRICANE SANDY – Are you really coming?!

29 Oct

My younger sister called from Canada and said, “Acha, don’t underestimate the fury of Hurricane Sandy. Please make sure you are taking all the precuationary measures and stay safe.”

If indeed, Miss Sandy  turns out to be worse than expected and if all communication channel  fails. Here is a message to all the people far and near who have touched my life.

“ I love you all.At times, I might have shouted at some of you  or annoyed you to the point ,where you wanted to pull out the very last hair standing on our head. I hope  you  know that, it too was my LOVE expressed in my own annoying ways 🙂 . At this very second, when I close my eyes and reflect- all I see is nothing but the beautiful moments & the special ways in which, each of you have touched my life. I want to thank  you all for being part of  this wonderful journey and hope our paths cross again”

Leaving behind few thoughts that over the years, have   become the pillar of  my life . It is very well captured in this Wishing Fountain picture that I took a while back at the New York Botanical Garden.

 

Potential:  The ripple effect Never underestimate your own potential and never think  that,you are just one individual and cannot make an impact or achieve your goal.Every single action of yours creates a ripple effect. Slowly but surely, you are one step closer to your goal. Stay positive and  never lose your  self  confidence.

Contentment: Just like the way we throw our coins in the fountain and make a wish for something better.  Haven’t we all done that at some point in our life ??! In our pursuit for happiness, we fail to see & appreciate what we have , instead we  run after things that  we don’t have. In the  end, we end up losing what we have.

Reflection: The reflection of the tree in the fountain  reminds me  of one of the key fundamental principle which helps one to maintain sanity and humanity. In this fast paced life where time is money and money is time,  we lose track of  the true essence of life . It is when we need to pause and do a reality check through reflection on our own actions.

Last but not the least, I will definitely continue to pray to Buddha to  tame  Miss Hurricane  Sandy. I hope this will be a wake up call to all of us to live each moment  positively.

“The Ra- Ma-Lhuk”Word Game

23 Oct

As promised in my previous post, here are the rules and details of the “Ra-Ma- Lhuk” word game.

Just like any other game, this game also has 3 levels.

Basic Level:  this is to  be played in small groups and for a  short period like a weekend get together.(Like we did in this video)

Rule of the game  – For every Non- Tibetan word used in the conversation, the player earns  one “Mani” and after they earn  5 “Mani”, the team decides the punishment – we made our player dance to Gangnam style  and share jokes.

The Intermediate Level: This is to be played with  at least two( if not all) of your family members that you interact daily and there is no time period for this game. You are suppose to speak  only in Tibetan at all times and each one keeps a record of the total “Mani” earned for every non- Tibetan word used .And at the end of  each month, you  can convert those “Mani”to  “Money” and donate it to a charitable organization of your choice (This is just a suggestion, feel free to do what you think is best.)This game will proceed to the next level when you don’t earn a single “Mani” in a month. You are on your road to the  Advanced level.

The Advanced level : Here ,there is only ONE player and that is YOU. You  play with the rest of the Tibetan you come across in your daily life. You are suppose to listen carefully and find any non- Tibetan words used by the other person.You will earn  one “Mani” for every word that you spot and correct with  a Tibetan word. At the end of each month,you will recite the real   “OM MANI  PADME HUM” for every single “Mani” that you earned and  teach this game to 5 friends. You continue this game and come out as  the Champion when you don’t find anyone to correct and every single Tibetan you meet speak  Tibetan fluently without borrowing word from any other language.

This is me and my friends playing  the  basic level “Ra-ma-lhuk” word game .

Ra-Ma-Lhuk

21 Oct

One morning, my mom and I had a  very interesting conversation which went like this…

Me:  Ama, “Ra-Ma- Lhuk”  lap-na  gha-ri Lap- ki- yo  rey?

Mom:  Khey-rang ki  Bho-kay gyap- tang di-la ” Rama-Ma- Lhuk” lap-ki rey.

Me: Gha-ri  jhey- ney?

Mom: Khey-rang ki Bho- key tsang-ma gyab-ki min-duk.Bho-kay yin-pay so. yang.. gya-kar kay yin-pa da-bu. Khen-tsa  po chig  gyab-ki duk.

Me:Ying -gi ma- rey! Ama rung  kho-no shor yin-ki rey. Nga, Bho-key tsang- ma gyab ki yo.

Mom:  Dhin- deh  yin-na,  khye-rang nga-la Bho-key gyab- ni doom nyen-po chig  shey-da.

Me: Yin -da-yin! Nga- rang  doom she-ya ga-pu yo.

Me: Nga  nyi-ma  chig   sho-key  AA-RAAM  jhey- ney  PAA-LANG  gung-la nye-dey yo. Chu-tso kay chen-po gyab -duk  lum-sang chom-yin.Mik che-ka dang ney  nga-rang  CHA-PPAL tsey -yin nye- ma-song. Dhi-ki tsabh-la  JHU-THAA  chen-po  nye duk.Khen-tsa …  JHU-THAA  kho-rang  KU-SHI  jhe-ney nga -tsa la lep yin-sa  rey (Some- su)

Dhi jhe-la nga thap-tsang nang -la  jha len-ka dro yin. Jha min-duk. Dhi-ki tsabh -la  THA-LING  nung la Dre da DA-LI duk. Chu-tso la yang-gyu chig ta yin…..BARA- BHAJI  sim- tsa- sha. Wo-tsi-la!!! Nga  dhen- dey nye-shor sha some-song.   oooh! Tha-ri sa  Nyi-ma rey!! CHU-TI  rey!!! ” Ga-wa la, ki-pa-la , la  la ” lap-ki  lap-ki  nga drong-mo nyam- do  GAA-RI nang -la  gya -sa la khyam- ka dro yin. Ki-po thang-yin. PAY-SHA   mang-po tor yin. Ak-sa  jhey ney, Chanel lap-ni  khong-chen po JHO-LA nu-yen. Den-di  jhey-ney  Nyima PU-RA zo song. 

Dhi … nye-ki  sa  Nyi-ma  doom  rey. Yak-po duk waii?

Mom:  Waii, “Ra-ma-lhuk!!!” Dhi doom rey -waii ya ngo-ney rey way? Dhen- di Chi-pu nye-ney  dhu-tso   tro-la tang-nye gha wa yo rey?

Me: Doom rey, ngo-ney- ma-rey. Sa Nyima  nga sho-kay chu-tso dhun-pa langi yo. Luk-tsey  tsey-ga do ki yo, dhe jhe-la  nga, Bho- yik  zin-da  dro ki yo.

Mom: Dhey -di yin- na yak-po rey. Mey-na, shung- ma so so luungh-pa  Bho la  lep-du ngo- tsa-po  cha yong. Bho-la,  ra-wang dhon-dhak  bho-pa tso,  so-so meh-tra tang- ghi yo- rey. Khe-rang  Bho-kay tsang- ma   chig gyab ma- thuk na …. ngo  ts-po pay rey.

Me: Lo.. lo Ama.

Note to those who don’t speak Tibetan:

The above post is an anecdote  to illustrate  how some of the Tibetans(especially like me – born and raised in India) frequently use Indian words  in our everyday conversation. We have become oblivious of the fact that our own Tibetan  language is slowly but surely  turning  into what my mom calls “Rama- Lhuk“.  Ra-Ma-Lhuk” is a Tibetan word whose literal meaning  is Neither Goat(Ra) nor Sheep(Lhuk)”  but I love the way my mom used this  word to describe my hodgepodge Tibetan dialect.  So.. in my endeavor to  speak fluent Tibetan Language, I came up with a Tibetan Language game  called  The Ra-ma- Lhuk word game” . I tested this game with few of my friends last night and it was a great SUCCESS. We all had an awesome night and definitely become more conscious of our  need to  speak fluent Tibetan  at all times. 

 

Initially when I introduced the game and read the rules & the rewards .. My friends didn’t look that interested. However, they were pretty supportive and gave some awesome feedback and suggestion and we started the game.

The minute we started the game. There was no stopping at all. We were all laughing so hard at how weird we sounded when we had to speak fluent tibetan without borrowing any word from any other language.It was almost 2:45 in the morning so.. I had to keep an eye on the watch and had to tell the team that we got to stop by 3a.m or else… the neighbors would call the cops.

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