Well these pictures were taken few months ago when i went to Punakha. I sure like to think that i am good at photography. But on the other hand someone said that there is no bad picture you could take of Bhutan and that i think is so true.
Here i am in Maastrich. It has been few days since i came. Well i think that my body has perfectly adjusted to the weather here because my cold is now getting a lot better. The weather is almost as same as back home but walking the streets here is very pleasant since its neither going up nor down. Considering the fact that Thimphu is almost two to three thousand meter above the sea level and Maastricht is almost at sea level, its amusing to see a familiar sort of weather.
I had my tutorial. Its was ok. I guess i have too much expectation for the first day. People studying here are so very young. Even so, it seems like everyone wants to have a PhD before they get into a job. This morning i was telling this guy that we spend almost one third or more of our life in class room. Aren’t there any other things important in life besides education? Of course when i say education, i am talking about the class room sort of learning. i suppose one could very well ask weather education is really important to be a better person. It seems quite important to look better though. Sometimes i feel that the way we do things and the way we impose certain unwritten norms just makes life too complicated.
Anyway i am far from what i was thinking first. As of now, things are going good. I am very surprised to know that all Dutch people i've met know more or less about where i come from. I am also surprised to see people eager to meet me. I probably ended up disappointing to their expectation since I am someone who can camouflage in anywhere.
Early this morning I had to say goodbye to my eighteen months old son. He was still sleeping while I got dressed at six in the morning and had an early breakfast. Time was running out so quickly I don’t feel much like going for my studies though it seemed like a pretty good idea at first.
So the time came and I kissed him goodbye for the whole 365 day while he is sleeping cool and calm in his bed (probably dreaming waking up with his mother by his side).
I just couldn’t stop crying when I left his room. It is just so hard.
- ► 2009 (47)