Gompu; The Warmth

I was safe. I was sound. I was with my mother and everything would be alright.

The Good-Bye

As they wheeled him away on a gurney, he was covered in yellow. I stood as he wheeled by and watched him till he left the ward. I felt burdened again.

This little thing called Trauma

I cut another inch off my hair yesterday. Ever since January last year, I have been cutting off an inch or a half every month or so. I was so caught up in the turmoil of the past that I was forgetting to live now. After having lived for so long in the past and…

Reverse Engineering

Reverse engineering, the term in its vocalisation is self-explanatory. We break down a thing and learn how it got to where it is. Like every other thing in life, a person’s personality is seen best in its simplistic nature. It was the night you asked her, forced her to tell her of what happened that…

I got VACCINATED- AstraZeneca

I got my first dose (of the two) of Oxford Astrazeneca vaccine four days ago. For the sake of total disclosure, I wasn’t sure I wanted to get vaccinated when the word of available vaccines started circulating. I have never been much to disagree with science and certainly am not an anti-vaxxer but like most…

Familiarity

The year has brought nothing but series of expected let downs and surprising challenges. From a poorly managed pandemic to a ridicule of  a leader to killing people in open air without consequences to people coming out as being straight. This year has been one hell of a roller coaster ride. wait. no. One hell…

Back handed logic

It has been raining a lot lately, and I, have been sleeping too much. Not from getting tired, not from work but from sheer mental exhaustion. Any one who is outside my body will say, “You have nothing to be stressed about.” Ooooo…but there is. There are. So I keep my notes half started and…

The secret is zig-zagging

after twenty-something years, I have finally figured out the secret to getting by in life. If you were expecting a secret leading to happiness or finding your “true” love, I am sorry. In my opinion, both of them are subjective. 

Picasso in me

My name’s Dechen but call me D, For it’s shorter and easier you see, To type, text or to call out loud be, Either way, both of it is me, the key, So call me what you fit see. This is no story, no narration, no plea, Just a piece on how things are and…

When stars don’t align right

In a world where everything has a cosmic-karmic effect, one might wonder what happens when the stars align the wrong way or when they do not align at all.   Let me tell you what happens.   When the stars align in the wrong way, in a hap hazard manner other than it usually is…

Carpe Diem

Life lately has pretty much been a series of random scribbles on a visibly blank canvas. The squiggled lines float a millimeter over the canvas and move around in random eccentricity that it makes my brain buzz. The poetry doesn’t seem to be of much help either. The lines do not seem honest and rhymes…