This is the time; the time
for ending; the flowers are withering up, the brown leaves of trees are felling
one by one. There have been times of glory; growing, sprouting and blooming. There
have been times when birds were singing to feed on fresh foods. There have been
times of rains and sunshine. There have been times… And this is the time when everything is
coming to an end. Year is drawing to an end; new curtains are folding inside out.
What brings a new?
Our exams are done. The
product of a year’s learning is known to many. Children are happy, parents are
happy of their smooth sailing throughout this year. Wish them so many lucks
ahead.
Winter season in most part
of Bhutan is not a time for celebration, though, everybody is in restive mood.
Because the chilly northern winds bundled people with so many layers of clothes
and it makes them difficult to move themselves. Many would remain inside their
homes; circling around Bhukhuri, room heater and most of them drinking warm suja,
and most probably Ara and Bangchang hehe. And this is the time; time to gather
and talk a whole lot about year’s works and plans ahead. I wish them so many
lucks ahead.
Happy Winter!!!
Posted by Saacha
Dorji
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