Nima Tshering

  Basic Goodness in Animal  Let me share the incident, The nights were eerie, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong with my playmate, Boktoo. I wondered, ‘What has happened to my dear Boktoo? Boktoo, a puppy of my age, was born in the lush grassy neighbourhood a year ago. Initially, he appeared frail, and I doubted his chances of survival. However, I soon realized my mistake, as he blossomed into an adorable puppy that everyone adored and wanted to adopt as a pet. Surprisingly, he grew older and more mature than me in just a month’s time. Besides my friends, he was my only playmate and proved to be helpful in our maize field. Boktoo had a keen sense of smell and could detect even the faintest scent, as well as every tiny sound that would make him howl throughout the night and doze off under the warm afternoon sun. On that particular night, Boktoo failed to howl as he usually did. His silence compelled me to visit his dilapidated bamboo shelter, and I walked...

  Words in a fallen leaf Eyes swing to those that fly like birds. The wind wheeled it to the south. Leaf embosses like golden dots It has words in fallen leaves. Shabby leaves fall on earth. To the sudden call of nature When a leafy tree is dressed in gold Those woods grow old. Tighten its hand to stand among Yet the ground is free for old trees to fall. Everything fades with the passage of time. When blond autumn sings in joy Every golden-haired leaf does cry. It is words on a fallen leaf. The leaves rustle with the melodies of nature. To the unanimous blowing cyclone Drifting haphazardly in high like a fire fly So is it our life that we sing a song? When we find the right string to play, Those unsung songs * Compose based on contemplating  impermanence. 

Magic in Greeting   As the evening approached, I was assigned a room and kitchen in the hostel. Feeling a bit uneasy and lonely on my first day at college, I decided to step out of the room. To my surprise, I encountered a new friend who appeared younger than me. He greeted me with a lovely smile, which instantly warmed my heart. Despite being strangers, his friendly gesture made me feel welcomed as we explored the campus together. Throughout the passing days, I consistently attended my classes and found solace in the learning process. Each day brought forth a wonderful incident: a fellow student who never failed to greet me with a warm smile, regardless of where our paths crossed, whether it be in the kitchen, the restroom, or along the corridors. His cheerful greeting of "Kuzuzangpo!" was a constant source of joy and relief for me. Which other students never do.  This experience was unlike any I had encountered during my school days. I made it a point to reciprocate his g...

 Dear Passang Wangmo, It was a very enriching and wonderful observing you secretly and genuinely for last two weeks. I was observing you in every nook and corner. Following are those good qualities i have observer and you possess. During our last class gathering at Chamarchi our class mates were busy having fast food in one tiny restaurant,  and I was shock to see you busy feeding one stray dog outside and I could see such a compassionate act which melt my heart for your kindness bestow within you to animals, your innate basic goodness is what I really appreciated.   It was on April first and of course April fool day though it was April you didn't knew it because your so much caring about others,  you know one of our classmate was suppose to make you fool and ask your car key around 1.30 am. You was so generous enough to to lend your car key and came to drop near our classroom. Reaching there only you knew your being fooled by him. Ufff.... you aren't aggigate n...

Cherish the present moment  Sometimes, it's a very pleasing and wonderful moment to observe the quiet of night with no rustling leaves or fluttering flags. Insects and dogs are lulled into deep slumber. For me, it is often a night when I get lost in sad thoughts and emotions, with tears draining as I ponder that this might be my last night alive. The counselling classes have taught me to cherish each present moment, thinking it could be my last. That is impermanence. Impermanence nags at every moment of our lives, though we are often unaware, imagining things to be permanent. The friend we quarrel with, the smile we exchange, the meal we eat—all this may be our last moment together, and we cannot get back the difficult times to make amends if impermanence takes one of us away. We must value the present moment. 

Basic  Goodness  Basic Goodness in Buddhist perspective is also known as Buddha nature. Every sentint being in this world had this basic nature ever since we are born.  When ever  we see a wounded dog suffering, disable men begging on the street and  bare foot men just striving for bread , no matter to which religion we belong or how economically sound we are. The innate basic human Goodness is always in every individual.  Feeling compassion , pity , respect and empathy to every being that is what we call Basic Goodness  Throwing some light on the topic basic goodness, it shape and empower way I think before and now are completely different. Even when i see wounded dogs around I can feel pain of there wound not just the physical scare. To share one incident,  after attending counselling class for few weeks one Saturday I went Phutsholing and I visited Jaigoan , as usual there is hustling and buszling over there and  lots of street beggars , s...

  Change in Judgement  In the middle of March, as the golden sun was preparing to set behind the thick clouds, I made my way towards the canteen to rejuvenate with some refreshing drinks after a tiring day of classes. As I strolled towards the town, I arrived at the restaurant but it was closed I patiently waited outside, sitting on a bench and casually scrolling through my Facebook feed. Lost in my own thoughts for a few minutes, I failed to notice my surroundings. Eventually, the owner of the restaurant opened the doors, and I entered. Upon entering, my attention was immediately drawn to a man sleeping on the ground. Countless flies were buzzing around him, and even some dogs were nearby. His lower body was soaked, and his pants were drenched as if he had been caught in a summer rain shower. This time, when I saw the intoxicated man sleeping near the bar with wet pants, my attitude towards him was different compared to previous days. Instead of judging him and making negativ...