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By Sherab Woeser<br /><br />DHARAMSHALA, September 16: Living up to his campaign promise of bringing in a mix of old and new faces in his cabinet, Kalon Tripa Dr Lobsang Sangay today won unanimous nod from the Tibetan parliament for his six Kalon candidates.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">
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Speaker of the Tibetan Parliament-in-Exile Mr. Penpa Tsering delivering the opening address of the second session of the 15th Tibetan Parliament-in-Exile. The session will last for sixteen days, from September 16 to October 1, 2011, Dharamsala, India. (Phayul Photo/Norbu Wangyal)</div>
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Under Article 22 of the Tibetan Charter in exile, Dr Sangay proposed six candidates against the seven he is provided for constitutionally.<br /><br />Two former Kalons from the 13th Kashag, former Minister of Security Dongchung Ngodup and former Minister of Finance Tsering Dhundup have retained their seats.<br /><br />Former member of parliament and Kalon in the 11th Kashag, Pema Chinnjor is the senior most member of Dr Sangay’s cabinet.<br /><br />Bringing the promised youthful and gender balance to the 14th Kashag are Tsering Wangchuk, a doctor based in Bylakuppe and two female ministers, former Deputy Speaker of the Tibetan parliament Gyari Dolma, current member of parliament from North America Dicki Chhoyang.<br /><br />Speaking after the unanimous election of his Kalon colleagues, Dr Sangay told reporters that he was “happy and thankful for the confidence that the parliamentarians have showed in him”.<br /><br />“I thank the honourable members of the 15th Parliament and hope that my Kalons and I will have a constructive working experience with the parliament over the next five years,” Dr Sangay told reporters outside the parliament house.<br /><br />The new Kalons of the 14th Kashag will be taking oath of office from the Supreme Justice Commissioner later in the afternoon after offering prayers at Tsug-la Khang, the main temple, Nechung and Gadong monasteries.<br /><br />The Kalons will be attending the ongoing parliamentary session from tomorrow.<br /><br /><br /><b>Following are the brief biographies of the new Kalons of the 14th Kashag as presented by Kalon Tripa Dr Lobsang Sangay in the house.</b><br /><br />1. Name: <i>Mr. Dongchung Ngodup</i><br />Year of Birth: 1956<br />Present Address: McLeod Ganj, Dharamsala<br />Present Occupation: Former Kalon for Department of Security<br />Brief Biography: Joined Central Tibetan Administration in 1977 after completion of BA. From 1993 to 2007 Mr. Ngodup worked as Secretary for Department of Security. While holding the post of Secretary he was nominated and served as Kalon for Security in the 13th Kashag.<br /><br /><br />2. Name: <i>Mr. Tsering Dhundup</i><br />Year of Birth: 1960<br />Present Address: Gangchen Kyishong, Dharamsala<br />Present Occupation: Former Kalon for Department of Finance<br />Brief Biography: Joined Central Tibetan Administration after completion of M.Com in 1984. From 2000 to 2007 Mr. Dhundup worked as Secretary for Department of Education and Home. From 2007 to 2011 he was nominated and served as Kalon for Finance in the 13th Kashag.<br /><br /><br />3. Name: <i>Mr. Pema Chinnjor</i><br />Year of Birth: 1945<br />Present Address: California, United States<br />Present Occupation: Former Kalon for Department of Security<br />Brief Biography: After arrival in India in 1959 Mr. Chinnjor taught Tibetan language and history in Department of Asian Studies, Punjab University, Chandigarh for 20 years from 1964 to 1984. While in Chandigarh he founded Regional Tibetan Youth Congress and served as President for four consecutive terms. In 1974 he was elected as member of the Central Executive Committee of Tibetan Youth Congress. From 1992 he was elected as member of Assembly of Tibetan People's Deputies for two terms. He was nominated and served as Kalon for Security in the 11th Kashag.<br /><br /><br />4. Name: <i>Mrs. Dolma Gyari</i><br />Year of Birth: 1964<br />Present Address: New Delhi<br />Present Occupation: Former Deputy Speaker<br />Brief Biography: After completion of her studies Mrs. Gyari joined the women section of the Tibetan Youth Congress. In the following years 1986 and 1989 she was elected as culture officer and joint secretary of the Central Executive Committee of Tibetan Youth Congress. From 1991 to 2006 she was elected as member of the Tibetan Parliament-in-Exile for four consecutive terms during which she was elected as Deputy Speaker of the House three times.<br /><br />5. Name: <i>Ms. Dicki Chhoyang</i><br />Year of Birth: 1966<br />Present Address: Montreal, Canada<br />Present Occupation: Member of Tibetan Parliament-in-Exile from North America<br />Brief Biography: In 1971 Ms. Chhoyang migrated to Canada where she completed her M.A. in Central Eurasian Studies and M.Sc. in Planning and International Development. In 1990 she served as resettlement coordinator in Connecticut for the Tibetan-US resettlement project. From 1999 to 2003 she worked on community development project in Tibet. She has also worked for Pepperidge Farm Inc., and youth volunteer program for Canada World Youth. Presently she is a Community Liaison Officer for the University of Montreal Hospital Center construction project – a 2 billion Canadian dollar project.<br /><br /><br />6. Name: <i>Mr. Tsering Wangchuk</i><br />Year of Birth: 1974<br />Present Address: Bylakuppe, India<br />Present Occupation: Medical Officer at Tsojhe Khangsar Charity Hospital, Bylakuppe.<br />Brief Biography: After completion of High School in 1993 Mr. Wangchuk received scholarship for further studies in Warsaw, Poland from the Department of Education where he did his Doctor in Medicine followed by two years of internship at Hospital of Warsaw Medical University. In 2003 he returned to India and joined as Resident Medical Officer at Menlha Hospital, Phuntsokling for five years from 2003 and 2008. From 2008 to 2009 he worked as Medical Officer cum In-charge of TRSHC Clinic and Hospital of Tibetan Refugee Self Help Center in Darjeeling. Since 2009 he has been working as Senior Medical Officer at Tsojhe Khangsar Charity Hospital, Bylakuppe.</div>
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Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-8371297432056753312010-08-19T20:37:00.000-07:002010-08-19T20:46:15.572-07:00The Taste of Indian’s slap<strong>Feeling the Hard Slap of India</strong><br />It is about 8:30 in the evening. My friend Jinpa was playing carrom with few Tibetan guys at an Amdo restaurant of the day. I was watching an HBO channel on an old TV in the Amdo restaurant and having a cold drink. It was getting late and it was time that we went home. The guys were playing carom with a 100 rupee bet so they lost track of the time. When I came out the restaurant it was already dark, so dark that we cannot recognize who is coming from far toward us. Last day the Tibetan warfare office declared all Tibetan people should not stay outside after 9:00pm. <br />(This was because two days ago a Tibetan guy used his friend’s house owner’s toilet for that the house owner and his few friends bitted the Tibetan Guy. Finally the Tibetan guy desperately struck one of the Indian men in the head with a rock and escaped from the few of Indian guys. The Indian people said the injury was serious and the Indian man stayed in hospital since that day. Every night around Mcloed Ganj the Indian people gather at night and beat Tibetan people that walk in the street. No Tibetan shops or restaurants can after open after 9:00pm. ) <br />I am not a brave man so that word is kept in my heart so I insisted to Jinpa that we leave now. I waited for him for about one hour and at last he comes with me. One other monk, Jinpa, and I were going to our room. But on the way to we heard few people shouting very loud in the distance. So we listened carefully for few minutes and we recognized that they are Indian and not Tibetan. They shouted in Hindu language. After a few seconds, one Tibetan guy appeared on the temple road. He is along but run very y quickly front of us. We were ready to ask him what happened but him didn’t see us and ran straight to Tsening Dakstang( monastery) because we are standing under shadow of a building. He looked very scared. After few seconds, about ten Indian guys holding sticks about two meters long were running after the Tibetan guy. The Tibetan guy was too fast for them so they did not catch him but these Indian guy kick few rock direction to the monastery so there must been broken few of windows. They hit very strong and we heard the sound of breaking glass but nobody came outside to see what happened. The Indian guys shouted: Where did the Tibetan guy go? Tonight, we must beat enough of these Tibetan people who are country less and stay in our country and eat our food. After that another Indian group arrived holding metal sticks and a few people holding axes and also a few people holding rocks in their hands. I realized that tonight something bad could happen to us, so I called to Jinpa and Kungem that we should go to our room without them not notice. But they not listen to me and said. We want to see what happened. Unfortunately one of the Indians saw us standing under the Building’s shadow and he called to another Indian guy and said “hey guys. Over here there are a few Tibetans” After a moment, two Indian guy run toward us furiously and hit Jimpa on the back very strongly with a three meter stick. Another person was holding an axe he was not brave enough to hit with it but he was threatening us that he could. Instead of hitting me with the axe, he slapped my cheek. Jinpa already fell on the ground after the Indian hit him with a stick. I was trying to save Jinpa and ask the Indian guy not to hit this humble guy who didn’t do anything to break the laws of India or any of the laws of Indian religions. I saw another few Indians run toward us so I told Jinpa and kungem now we should run away now. Then we ran toward Chonor house and climbed a wall and ran into the trees to hide for few minutes. We heard lots of Indians come to look for us and they shouted and threw rocks everywhere. But they didn’t see us and disappeared after few minutes. Then we were trying to come out the trees but suddenly a man appeared in front of us. I cried out in fear but the man also tried to run away when he saw us. Jinpa asked him who are you in Tibetan. After that he realized we were Tibetan so he came near us and asked if there have been any Indian on the way? He is a Tibetan and about 60 years old with glasses. I said to the Tibetan old man you don’t want hide to this Indian they not hurt to you. He said “hi monk you don’t know I already saw they beat a Tibetan old man in street but not so strong hit. I came through this way many years” we sit for few minutes. Also the old man said he was a Tibetan soldier and joined the war between Pakistan and India. Also said how they fought Bangladesh for India. Last he made a log sigh and said now we should go to home. He told us to be very careful on the way. You should reply if they hit to you and whatever they did. We separated our self place. We arrived to behind of Guchu sum building (Movement of Tibet - Former Political ) we heard about twelve Indian guy was damaging few motorcycle which park street side that belong to Tibetan people. We hided in a dilapidated house near to basketball ground until these Indian disappear. Two Tibetan men arrived to the ground before Indian people left. They could not go on the main road so use the narrow way like same us. Last we arrived to our room safely but my room is too small for three people. Only one bed and one chair. One slept on the bed and two sleep on floor without any mattress. Because their room is too far from my place so could not go to their room. My feeling is tranquil and I considered all night how we will stay in India when H.H the Dalai Lama is no longer living? Some reason Chinese government guess Tibetan exile government will disperse in India after the H.H pass. How about their guess? == here do you mean “The same reason the Chinese Government thinks that the Tibetan government in exile will disperse in India after H.H. passes. How about their guess?<br /> <br />The next morning I get up very early and roasted bread. I met one Tibetan guy broken hand and one Tibetan man head bandaged that two people beat last night by Indian local people. Also few Tibetan people were sitting in Delek hospital.Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-87868477660191753452010-07-29T21:45:00.000-07:002010-07-29T22:17:50.929-07:00A short wroten about tibet vegetation<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZKduXplxjlGdNukgkJVxeFPX7KpYlHMabVq0024A5atuVkdOZPJlKAKWNaXyRw6l9csN5NMRMFXkHDum-Ng3kVc_rEYpjWyzc5NrgTqE6gsu5xO5ljdcZk9T47DJkaaPMeZz293_-Ir4N/s1600/short+about+tibet+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 131px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZKduXplxjlGdNukgkJVxeFPX7KpYlHMabVq0024A5atuVkdOZPJlKAKWNaXyRw6l9csN5NMRMFXkHDum-Ng3kVc_rEYpjWyzc5NrgTqE6gsu5xO5ljdcZk9T47DJkaaPMeZz293_-Ir4N/s320/short+about+tibet+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499564055712456098" /></a><br /> Tibet forests<br /><br />The forests of Tibet are mainly made up of spruces, fir trees, pines, larches, cypress, birches and of<br />oaks. They are generally old; certain trees are more than five-hundred-years old<br /><br /> Tibet Flowers<br /><br />When you getting close to it in warm sunlight, you will be excited to find that besides the snowfields and deserts, there are really bloomed meadows, luxurious forests, swamps with cranes, and beautiful lichen on rocks and trees.<br />The broad topology, the young geological history and the remote location of the Tibet Plateau reserved a very rich and unique botanical kingdom there.<br />Nature granted numerous beautiful wild flowers to decorate the world's roof. Many of these precious flowers are endemic to Tibet or Himalayas. They were generated or adapted to the special environment of Tibet plateau.<br /><br /> Vegetables<br /><br />Tibet is a beautiful and mystic land. But its exceptionally high altitude makes it extremely difficult to grow vegetables. <br /><br />For generations, farmers on the plateau only planted highland barley and other produce which was adaptive to the highland climate<br />It is very different today. Vegetables are on the dinner table even in the coldest season. The area around Lhasa has more than 10,000 mu (15 mu=1 hectare) of greenhouse space growing vegetables. It has also made fresh vegetables accessible to more residents on the plateau. In amdo and KhamSnowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-60128802792589734752010-07-29T09:44:00.001-07:002010-07-31T21:21:36.103-07:00Tibetan Yak<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY7FNy-hOC3V57IB2ijWW2j5g-wSxhdpuIFNr7qFIjMKSEFaeEnSeBsW2F1OHDVVRxQ0l7eeLB0-DX0ExEro6MzYcDhl0xtGCBm-SQ7xo3KxWCGpUZTdvZir4pJcYsEeesGx9P8k3YyAJ8/s1600/yak+and+Dri.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY7FNy-hOC3V57IB2ijWW2j5g-wSxhdpuIFNr7qFIjMKSEFaeEnSeBsW2F1OHDVVRxQ0l7eeLB0-DX0ExEro6MzYcDhl0xtGCBm-SQ7xo3KxWCGpUZTdvZir4pJcYsEeesGx9P8k3YyAJ8/s320/yak+and+Dri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500291660436875618" /></a><br /><br />The Yak is a large herbivore animal and similar to a big cow. They have long hair and most have long shaped horns but some do not. Yaks are found mainly in the Tibetan plateau. Tibetan famers use this strong and clear animal to plough fields in summer and harvest the crops in autumn. In one year’s time, only two times do they work for the owner, so the yaks are on holiday most days in a year. This has created one of the healthiest animals in the world. Yaks stay in the mountains with a free life but sometimes the owner come to mountain to see how their life is going; this is because sometimes thieves try to steal the animals.<br />In the April, Tibetan people go to mountain and cut the animal’s hair and use it to make a tent. An earth quake tent is safer than a house. <br />Last message received on 7/29 at 10:01 PM<br />Also, Tibetan nomads need to move three times in a year so a tent is more useful than a house. Tibetan nomads use Yaks and only move their homes to where is a good pasture for the animals.<br />The English word "yak" derives from the Tibetan language (Tibetan: གཡག), in Tibetan this refers only to the male of the species, the female being called a Dri ( འབྲི), but in English and other languages which<br />Have borrowed the word, "yak" is usually used for both sexes.Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-52123110679374664132010-07-17T09:35:00.000-07:002010-07-17T09:43:10.791-07:00Bangalore<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj1yOBKuWn-AW5QyayG8n8uQi7FRy9fQ2VMLm9VeUKXMpSt8J5aVJVIiqsI2m9LYCsIuSGOW8yjAsKxbC9zTUfV4RSrD6ZPrvyNpriDiWUEUgIYNgQrflqKiKa8oyQrrqObBGy48cK13xC/s1600/bangalore.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj1yOBKuWn-AW5QyayG8n8uQi7FRy9fQ2VMLm9VeUKXMpSt8J5aVJVIiqsI2m9LYCsIuSGOW8yjAsKxbC9zTUfV4RSrD6ZPrvyNpriDiWUEUgIYNgQrflqKiKa8oyQrrqObBGy48cK13xC/s320/bangalore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494916567920857314" /></a><br />After you arrived in Bangalore you must feel the city is perfect to you. Whoever you are a study or Business men. Even you came to the city look for a job or travel. The city is cleaner than another city in India. Even you can see lots of garbage in Delhi city’s main street the Capital India. You don’t need to buy thick clothe in the winter and you don’t need be afraid the hot weather is the summer (like Delhi and Varanasi) It I hear when I was in Dharamsala. Really I satisfied the weather. Sometimes rain about one hour than stopped and sun shine. That is good.<br /><br /> In this moment Bangalore city most development about tech industries in India. Thousand and thousand peop0le came to Bangalore for business and study all country in the world. It make your feeling boring and anger if you a refugee and depart your refugee card to Bangalore. So you don’t department your refuge. I went to commissioner office for six time for arrive stamp on my refugee card.<br />First they told to me they don’t what is this. <br /><br /><br /><br />Today Incidentally I went to the big shop which name is Forum. The ship is biggest in Bangalore so all people where that if you like to go is. Hundred and hundred people come to this shop but most people‘s hand was empty as me when they leave. But lots of people eat in Mcdolana (where fast food).Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-49262775908661612732010-04-15T08:54:00.000-07:002010-04-15T09:19:21.219-07:00Official death toll in Tibet earthquake climbs to 617<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz4ywVgKUUo4atvtOotrvR1Osds4DL09J9_GUCeG9gm9LZsmzCbe1hyYlGPYtCt885mIzU-q6QnuTnWVnyVnOMnKDAsdv9aN76cmUGoyiZfr4NbwELnKmUP-Kw5ZSJx6JjC9GXMEyF8yKt/s1600/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz4ywVgKUUo4atvtOotrvR1Osds4DL09J9_GUCeG9gm9LZsmzCbe1hyYlGPYtCt885mIzU-q6QnuTnWVnyVnOMnKDAsdv9aN76cmUGoyiZfr4NbwELnKmUP-Kw5ZSJx6JjC9GXMEyF8yKt/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460398915483468754" /></a><br /><br />Phayul[Thursday, April 15, 2010 10:48] <br />By Kalsang Rinchen<br /> <br /><br />Dharamsala, April 15 – The death toll in yesterday’s earthquake that hit Tibet’s Yushu County (Kyegudo in traditional Tibetan province of Kham) in Yushu prefecture, Qinghai province, has gone up to 617, according to the official Chinese media. <br /><br />However, unconfirmed sources including Tibetan exiles belonging to the quake hit area who claimed to have spoken to people there say the death toll is much higher. One Tibetan who said he spoke to someone in his village puts the death toll around 3000.<br /> lots of monk come to help where earth quake.Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-3678981059921178292010-04-14T08:52:00.000-07:002010-04-14T09:01:57.679-07:00Tibet earthquake death toll rises to 400<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHW45d1i_urWR3UMF1M4vxQkodw_Aq76y-RQ9JG8YzM8ZsMCbHfzGxj1ACN-8zArr7cQT-soMVea0A4e2pXvUGwjEXJuv4_uXH2_qwc8fas6js0d8sF8SlwQAY5D9bitYno_zMP82fJ0Nv/s1600/Untitled-2+copy.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHW45d1i_urWR3UMF1M4vxQkodw_Aq76y-RQ9JG8YzM8ZsMCbHfzGxj1ACN-8zArr7cQT-soMVea0A4e2pXvUGwjEXJuv4_uXH2_qwc8fas6js0d8sF8SlwQAY5D9bitYno_zMP82fJ0Nv/s320/Untitled-2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460023780529858386" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbst_JNv2Dt2LyLkpICgiI3yq5bnV9v98IIU1_PkdDDMhUbRRjTIdp6sARbV4FXODWEzma__wHV1KqLKOXh5I8f2JV67iwAr7l11oVeH14OtmDPpXfWh8fw8nGdrvitmF0qQBpXEohzuNO/s1600/tibet+quake.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbst_JNv2Dt2LyLkpICgiI3yq5bnV9v98IIU1_PkdDDMhUbRRjTIdp6sARbV4FXODWEzma__wHV1KqLKOXh5I8f2JV67iwAr7l11oVeH14OtmDPpXfWh8fw8nGdrvitmF0qQBpXEohzuNO/s320/tibet+quake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460023775653570866" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUJ_wfGWQ0Q3YWmE7hTQIPTgHU7Bhzu5bHYxuT-X0V8cmDFZCxH1gwuOdvKYvTLmZCG88DasyOJ21YL_ww6RGp7KrslycAjhjoZxm7qg9AKnaqubmUy24PV0ZJgpPn7DGF_dUPkuNI-2hu/s1600/earthquake1_104015f.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUJ_wfGWQ0Q3YWmE7hTQIPTgHU7Bhzu5bHYxuT-X0V8cmDFZCxH1gwuOdvKYvTLmZCG88DasyOJ21YL_ww6RGp7KrslycAjhjoZxm7qg9AKnaqubmUy24PV0ZJgpPn7DGF_dUPkuNI-2hu/s320/earthquake1_104015f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460023769022376082" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiU6Z4xrLyoHLlaeiwHlcfx7dGAPq3_rYA0W5Q3DESuqD4Oe4e0peLi52EXhvXp235GHFaKtXwubNDLNMa8MtlouShhI_YtslLtrPIfWjCvSNQ0KLHQJVghCWXm8E1oh91SePGe6ViXVsv/s1600/2_1_5724722_w041408A.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 187px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiU6Z4xrLyoHLlaeiwHlcfx7dGAPq3_rYA0W5Q3DESuqD4Oe4e0peLi52EXhvXp235GHFaKtXwubNDLNMa8MtlouShhI_YtslLtrPIfWjCvSNQ0KLHQJVghCWXm8E1oh91SePGe6ViXVsv/s320/2_1_5724722_w041408A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460023763481787314" /></a><br /><br />Phayul[Wednesday, April 14, 2010 14:28] <br />By Kalsang Rinchen <br /><br />Dharamsala, April 14 - Latest reports indicate that the death toll in the massive earthquake that hit Qinghai province earlier today has risen to 400 and around 10000 people have been injured. <br /><br />However, unconfirmed sources including Tibetan exiles belonging to the quake hit area who claimed to have spoken to people there say the death toll is much higher. One Tibetan who said he spoke to someone in his village puts the death toll around 3000. <br /><br />The quake measured 7.1 on Richter scale, according to China Earthquake Networks Center but the United States Geological Survey puts the magnitude at 6.9. <br /><br />The epicenter of the quake lies in Yushu County (Kyegudo in the traditional Tibetan province of Kham) in the Yushu prefecture. The quake struck at 7:49 a.m. with a depth of about 33 km and is calculated to be 33.1 north and 96.7 east, according to the China Earthquake Networks Center. <br /><br />"The strong quake and a string of aftershocks, with the biggest one being 6.3 magnitude, have toppled houses, temples, gas stations and electric poles, triggered landslides, damaged roads, cut power supplies and disrupted telecommunications. A reservoir was also cracked, where workers are trying to prevent the outflow of water," reported Xinhua. <br />By http://www.phayul.com/news/article.aspx?id=27116&article=Tibet+earthquake+death+toll+rises+to+400Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-2195097019481514362010-04-12T01:29:00.000-07:002010-04-12T01:45:25.300-07:00The Two Dollars My Mum Gave Me<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO4Mx2UXkM3OsHbAlcScQGVjjXidTxkXB2U1gq9CoHWORkRBtG_ZvnlmvJhrDGlNXnu6f0QTcyX3WGIVjmFvddFv8LPpwE59KKe5C_O83gSh7hEbK77bf-igEbXUMS2BjOTvUZXjcaT5Uf/s1600/f2c92dc2159d8f93cff2218070b93953.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 104px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459169275534623954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO4Mx2UXkM3OsHbAlcScQGVjjXidTxkXB2U1gq9CoHWORkRBtG_ZvnlmvJhrDGlNXnu6f0QTcyX3WGIVjmFvddFv8LPpwE59KKe5C_O83gSh7hEbK77bf-igEbXUMS2BjOTvUZXjcaT5Uf/s320/f2c92dc2159d8f93cff2218070b93953.gif" /></a><br /><div>In the primary school classroom. the Teacher Tashi pointed to a number on the black board and asked Bu Nyima."How much is five plus two?" "Tashi -la. I have no idea. Answered Bu Nyima. Then the teacher said, "if i give you five dollars and your Father gives you tow dollars how much do you have? Bu Nyima said: " i have a total of nine dollars." Then the teacher said. " how do you get nine dollars from this calculation?" "oh, i have the two dollars which my Mum gave me" said Bu Nyima.</div>Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-84190499601424168662010-04-07T07:28:00.000-07:002010-04-07T07:49:11.512-07:00The Butterfly and the Sparrow.Write by Helen.<br />i have a story for you today a story from my mind.<br />The was a butterfly. Beatuful, Fragile. A creature of the air. She fell in love with a sparrow. Strong and resillient. a bird. He did not notice her. He did not know she loved him. She waited waited. waited, and waited. He did not feel her pain. He felt no pain . She wondered whyb she evern notice him if it was only to be punished by his neglect? She wondered as the mystery of love and feeling? who sent them? where did they come from? why were they so cruel? why did they cause so much pain? The Sparrow did not wonder. He went about his daily business as usual. They were parted. He went his way. She went her way. They had never been jioned together. The Butterfly was not the same inside as she had been before. She had changed. She had lost her innocent thought that all love is proven true by it sintensityh of force. She felt very much older but she did not feel much wiser. She felt in her heart that if she fell love again. She would still love with all her heart. Perhaps this was the strongest lesson? that even when we feel the strongest love, it cannot waver another's feelings love is not seen or felt or touched. it is a feeling inside that we have to ourselves. Only we can feel it 's deepest measure. we are fooled by it's imortanceSnowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-25736068710163417502010-02-24T17:41:00.000-08:002010-02-24T17:56:06.758-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvzwWDjLSdmwYhSx5WtrxuS6KTZPX64510livIJ7faf80Belh8UixADVJAJ_d9RtDqkRPf3-TFMPhnk3pq_-0tOj26WmOjmFxo7_qClunM0l8-_G-tQIVTiU9gb2EBDJ2OoZwZW55HlNQ3/s1600-h/sdfgsdf.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441991280170115186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvzwWDjLSdmwYhSx5WtrxuS6KTZPX64510livIJ7faf80Belh8UixADVJAJ_d9RtDqkRPf3-TFMPhnk3pq_-0tOj26WmOjmFxo7_qClunM0l8-_G-tQIVTiU9gb2EBDJ2OoZwZW55HlNQ3/s320/sdfgsdf.JPG" /></a>The Indian tea shop. whenever i go to this tea shop and drink tea when i have free time. even in the poor tea shop you can consume happy feeling and complete relax. nobody can't say happy feeling there can get or there can't........<br /><div></div>Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-60507108296521244552010-01-16T07:09:00.000-08:002010-01-16T08:35:46.891-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQomp82LRmtA8pqbL8lWOgbUjQegIBTYAJpe4w8LXP_yL2PGkEKR_t0PfVcVkjWwdNUrKqVAnPTyrslt8PjI-dqyL_S2P9SY02cSub7h3BaoqhoMt8lysGXTbvKtM506xtdsW7cG3l5yoy/s1600-h/Bodh+Gaya+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427376083472367890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQomp82LRmtA8pqbL8lWOgbUjQegIBTYAJpe4w8LXP_yL2PGkEKR_t0PfVcVkjWwdNUrKqVAnPTyrslt8PjI-dqyL_S2P9SY02cSub7h3BaoqhoMt8lysGXTbvKtM506xtdsW7cG3l5yoy/s320/Bodh+Gaya+copy.jpg" /></a> According to media reports. over50000 devotees from all across the world have converged it Bodh Gaya to hear His Holiness the Dalai la's teaching.<br /><div></div>Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-62303302213248026802009-12-31T05:59:00.000-08:002009-12-31T06:56:10.025-08:00Happy New Year 2010<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNL7lWCO-BOEpg3RfK37uCp5-HgC3l3EqzxgX51_JyYTb2nGFLP3GGJvcqxqKUmwG3UscHW-lpZAu3hrAQstaebpQsd2Y8N3vEzyBjOTdj0N9Kgs9d1Dh90XQrUsEkHs4rJyPiBtFLLMjQ/s1600-h/card+to+HelenN+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421414015635283954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNL7lWCO-BOEpg3RfK37uCp5-HgC3l3EqzxgX51_JyYTb2nGFLP3GGJvcqxqKUmwG3UscHW-lpZAu3hrAQstaebpQsd2Y8N3vEzyBjOTdj0N9Kgs9d1Dh90XQrUsEkHs4rJyPiBtFLLMjQ/s320/card+to+HelenN+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I would first of all like to say, thank you for being so wonder ful this year. Just you being able to lighten my face up when i see you is really a joy. I hope you have an estatic time this Christmas with friends and family didn't get any mail from you for long times so i like read your love mail if you have time. yes i never forget how is our friend ship. i keep our friend ship is whenever in my hear</div>Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-41619465076535945732009-10-04T01:16:00.000-07:002009-10-04T05:15:16.697-07:00A letter from my friend.Hi Dakpa la! I hope this email reaches you! I must be a better friend and email regularly, not just one time every year!!! How are you? Are you still studying English? Where do you live? Tell me about your life! Believe me, i often, often think about McLeod. I miss the atmosphere, the people, my friends like you! It is such a beautiful place, and it is easy to feel calm and happy there. I am still in Gaza, Palestine. I've been here for 9 months. I was here during Israel's 3 week war on Gaza. It was terrible, Tsering. Terrible. I volunteered as a medic during the war on Gaza. I saw many dead, many injured, and many terrified people. The bombs were so close. I was ready to die any time... you had to be! I could have been killed by tank shelling or by bombs from the war planes and drones. I don't know why i lived and why 1500 died. I also work with farmers. The Israeli soldiers are always shooting at them. We go with the farmers and stand with them. WHen the Israeli soldiers start to shoot at us, we raise our hands and tell them no one has a gun, why are they shooting? its very bad here. Life is sad here, too. Israel has destroyed Gaza, destroyed the palestinians living here. There is no work. There is a siege--Israel controls what can enter Gaza. Life is very difficult.But the people are so nice. I have many friends here. And the only other place I have found such nice, nice generous, kind, loving people is Tibet! Here is my blog: <a href="http://www.ingaza.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">http://www.ingaza.wordpress.com/</a> And for the farmers: <a href="http://farmingunderfire.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">http://farmingunderfire.blogspot.com/</a> and the fishermen: <a href="http://fishingunderfire.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">http://fishingunderfire.blogspot.com/</a> I am glad to be here, but very sad in general about the world.So i would love to hear from you, because your spirit always made me happy! I hope that you are well, healthy, happy. please write! your friend,EvaSnowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-22543959694614197072009-10-04T01:15:00.000-07:002009-12-31T07:09:33.475-08:00I Escaped From TibetI am a Tibetan monk and refugee. The root cause of my father’s disease was his prolonged imprisonment and torture by the Chinese police in 1959. My name is Dakpa. I’m 24 years old. I was born in a smallest village eastern of Tibet. Amdo province of Tibet in 1984. I’m a Tibetan monk and a refugee. This is my story. . Our village is very small and the school has only 15 students. My father was a farmer and he knew the value of education. He sent me to the village school in 1993, and for four years, I was determined to study hard so I wouldn’t waste my parents’ support. Because of my financial situation, I would work with old books and pens collected from the garbage. Our school has about two hundred student but I never saw a student wearing clothe without patch. ( 1 ) . As soon as I finished primary school, my father suddenly became ill. My family had to take him to the hospital, where the food and lodging were even more expensive than the medicine and consultation fees! In addition, we had to deposit 4,000 Yuan as security at the time of admission. If any of the patients failed to give the hospital staff presents like wine, they were not examined well. In desperation, we had to sell two cows and three sheep to raise money for my father’s treatment. The root cause of my father’s disease was his prolonged imprisonment and torture by the Chinese soldier in 1959. I was really fortunate my father survived. However, that year many Tibetans became orphans. We Tibetans are deprived of education and our own culture. It is socially acceptable in Tibet that people have no work and no money. It is the law that each and every citizen has to pay taxes to the government, but the Chinese government collects taxes beyond the reach of most Tibetans’ income, and they annually fail to fulfill even their basic necessities. It is for this reason that my father could not afford to even buy salt for preparing tea after his recovery. So I thought it was better to go somewhere in search of work, rather than continuing school. I went to a district where the Chinese occupied most of the restaurants and shops. I was not even allowed to go inside because my clothes were torn and my face was covered with sweaty dirt. Fortunately, I met an old Tibetan man, who was a toilet cleaner. He gave me work for a couple of months. I helped to drive his cart for a small amount of money. I bought a pair of shoes for my mother, chicken and fruits. Returning home, I didn’t know what my family would think, but tears were trickling down their cheeks when they saw the presents.(2) ( )On the request of my father, I decided to become a monk in Lhamo Kirti Monastery in Tibet. I started in 1995. The monastery is far away from our village. Moreover, there is no road between Tsong district and our village. It takes almost two hours on foot to Tsong and then three hours to a place called Lhamo. Being a poor monk, returning home frequently was wishful thinking. I would go home only twice a year. I was very young and got the opportunity to continue my studies in the monastery school. However, I was determined to come to India. I wanted to continue my studies, see His Holiness, the Dalai Lama, and learn how Tibetan people live in India. I had heard in Tibet that India is the largest democracy in the world. On October 18, 1998, I got my chance. There was very nice green land near my monastery. One day, I went for a walk with my friend and we started discussing India. We decided we would travel to India during the monastery's winter holiday, which is from mid-October to mid-November each year. At that time many monks go home and some monks go to villages to earn money by performing prayers for people. I went home and my friend went to his own village. Then, on the 18th, my friend called me and said, "We will go to India today." I was poor and did not have any money. The only way was to steal from my family. I went to the second floor and opened one old box where I knew my family usually put cash. I found the wallet in the box. Out of the 2,000 Yuan, I took only 800. Neither of us told our families. If we did, it would be very dangerous for them. We had heard a lot of bad stories about the journey and how dangerous it was, but we still decided to go. That night, we stayed in town and the next morning, we went to the ticket office and bought two tickets to Lanzhou. At 4 p.m., the bus left. The bus was full of people, but all Chinese. We were the only Tibetans. The next morning, we arrived in Lanzhou. It is not a big city, but for me it was huge. I had never gone anywhere outside my own village and monastery. We didn’t even know where to find the train station and where we would live. We were lost and confused, standing over a bridge, looking at the water when someone called to me, “Hey monk, where are you going?” I was very happy to hear another Tibetan voice! It was a 23-year-old guy who was studying in the city. He guided us to the train station and told us to keep our money in a safe place. We took a train to Xining, and on October 21, we boarded the bus to Lhasa. But on the way, one of the wheels on the bus broke. The driver told us that he did not have money to buy a new wheel and he couldn’t repair the old wheel. He asked everyone to give 100 Yuan. People were very angry, but what choice did we have? On the 22nd, we arrived at Lake Kokonor. It is China’s largest salt-water lake. At night, we arrived at the Tanggula Mountains. They are very high and rise 5,000 meters above sea level. All the Chinese people were very scared. Eight people were very sick and dizzy, and three women vomited. People were crying and screaming. I thought they would die. We arrived in Lhasa on the 23rd morning, and we were very grateful to see the Potala Palace for the first time. Next, we had to find a good guide to help us cross the border into Nepal. By a stroke of good luck, I ran into someone from my own village. He said he’d been to India before and could help us find a guide. That night, we stayed in his room and he told us that we should not tell anyone that we’re going to India. The next day he found a guide for us. The cost of the guide was 1500 Yuan - too expensive! We asked to speak to the guide, but my friend said that guides don’t reveal their identities because they could go to prison for helping Tibetans escape. Finally, through my village friend, the price of 800 Yuan per person was settled. We went to the market and bought 10 kilos of tsampa and two kilos of butter. We also bought lay clothes so that we could disguise ourselves. We gave 200 Yuan to the guide’s friend and the rest of it to our friend who would pay the guide once we reached Nepal. We couldn’t fully trust the guide; sometimes they betray the Tibetan people and alert the Chinese police. At 7 p.m. that evening, we went to the meeting place where we saw an old truck covered with black cloth. We got inside. The truck was full of people who wanted to go to India. It was cramped, but I was happy because now we had a lot of company and I wasn’t the only one scared. There were 52 people in the truck - 40 men and 12 women. My friend and I were the youngest. I was 15 years old. The truck was very crowded, and my leg was soon very numb. The guide said we would go by road for six days, and then we would walk. A few days later, we arrived in a Tibetan village, and everybody wanted to go in for hot water, but the guide said we shouldn’t because there may be Chinese spies. We waited until nightfall and then we went through the village. Nobody saw us. Most days, we stayed in the forest, while we traveled at night. On our last night in the forest, we ate tsampa with old water. The guide told us that when we finally got out of the truck, we had to make sure no one saw us. After we would hear the truck stop, we had to quickly jump out and run into the forest as quickly as possible. Two women were very scared and stayed in the truck. The guide got very angry with them, and they were crying, but they finally jumped. Everyone was waiting for us near a big river. The river is deep and runs very fast. The guide said that we must cross it without a bridge. There was no other way. We all had to hold on to a long rope, and it would be much safer if there were more people. It is not that dangerous if everyone is holding on to the rope. We went into the river and slowly started crossing. An old man started screaming loudly, “I can’t go over the river!” He was very scared and was falling into the water. A few strong men went to help him and carried him out, saving his life. The night was very dark and we couldn’t see the way. I fell on the way a few times. I broke my elbow and hurt my knee. This was the first time we were in very deep pain. Every night after that was painful. We walked for 18 days. There was no more green land when we arrived at the foot of the mountains. We had to cross through them and it wasn’t easy carrying our burden. Towards the middle, everyone was very thirsty. I only had one bottle of water - how can that be enough for 52 people? I gave it to the old man. He must have been 60 years old. I was feeling even thirstier later, but there was no way to find more water. Day after day, we walked. Unfortunately, on the day we arrived at a very isolated region, where there were no people and no families, one of our group members, a monk, fell very sick. He was 50 years old, and he couldn’t walk and couldn’t eat. He told us to leave him there. “Please,” he said. “I don’t want to interrupt your journey. At the end of the valley there will be the Chinese military camp and it will be very dangerous. You all must go and leave me here. You must go to India and see His Holiness the Dalai Lama. Please pray for me in front of him. I am very old. I will not survive.” That night, about 2 a.m., we arrived near the Chinese military base. We could no longer all continue together, so we made groups of seven. One by one, the groups moved forward. We were all very scared. I was trembling. I was missing my dear mum and dad on the way. Thankfully, we all crossed over the Chinese military base safely. Now we were near the Nepal border. All our food was finished. On our way to the border, we came across a cave. A few people went inside to check and started screaming at us to come inside. We went in, and there were two Tibetan corpses lying on a flat rock. Maybe they died of hunger. One was an old woman, one was a child. We wanted to burn the bodies, but some of the group members disagreed and said it would be dangerous to everyone. The Chinese military was not far and they would see the smoke. Of course, we knew it was true. We waited for it to be very dark and then we burned the bodies. We left soon after that. We didn’t eat any food for five days. At that time I didn’t care if the Chinese army arrested me. I was so tired and so hungry. The guide gave me a little dried meat. After half a day, we arrived in Nepal. The next day, the Nepali police arrested us and asked where we were going, if we had any documents. None of us did. We said we wanted to go to India as political refugees. The police checked our bags, but we had no belongings. We did have money and the police took a total of about 80,000 Nepali Rupees. Then they released us. With no money, we had to exchange our clothes, torches and watches to buy food. Finally, we reached the Reception Center of the Tibetan Government in Exile in Nepal. One month later, we were sent to India. With a great sense of learning Tibetan culture, I joined an institute for higher Tibetan studies. Maybe it is a big mistake that I came to India, because I didn’t see my dear parents when they died. I heard this bad news when someone from my homeland came to India in 2005. As soon as we met in Dharamsala, he told me that my father was dead. I was so upset. I sent mail to my family by post office a few times. But I didn’t get any reply. My home is in the village, so it is very difficult to get mail from any country. For a few years, I had no method of contact with my family. Then last year, one of my monk friends came to India and said that one family has a phone in our village. He gave me the phone number. So I called my family. They told me that my mother was not well. My brother said that he had taken her to the hospital a few times, but there was not much benefit. I called three times after that, but her condition had not improved Then the fourth time I called, they said she had died two days ago. I was very unhappy and I went to the Dalai Lama temple and prayed for my dear mother.Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-38541183344464228202009-10-04T01:14:00.001-07:002009-10-04T01:14:48.757-07:00A tibetan monk learn englishA few years ago a Tibetan monk was studying English in Dharamasala and one day he met an English woman in a Tibetan restaurant. He requested the woman’s help with studying English. The woman accepted his request willingly and she taught the monk for one hour each day. Yes !, the monk’s English improved. But still he couldn't converse very well and he did not learn how Westerners speak to express their ideas. After a few days the English woman went to Ladakh (it is in the north of India) to travel and then she came back to Dharamasala after almost a week. She called the monk on the telephone so that they could start the English classes the next day at 4:30 PM in Kunga kitchen ( Kungan kitchen is a famous restaurant in town of Melod Ganj ). The monk happily went to the Kunga kitchen cafe at the appointed time. When he arrived at the restaurant the woman was waiting there with some ordered drink and food. They enjoyed the food and she told the monk about how she wondered about travel in Ladakh. The monk didn't understand what she said very well but he pretended to know. He laughed when she laughed. After this sort of talking they started to practice speaking English. So the teacher chose the topic of health. They talked about the subject of health and the woman said to the monk , " Your health is very well " . The monk was happy to hear that comment and he thought to himself that he wanted to tell her something. The monk then said with his poor English to the lady , " Teacher… your health is very well". " You have become fatter ! ". The teacher was surprised. " What are you saying ? , she said. The English woman said this very unkindly. The monk repeated the sentence again to the angry woman and it made the woman feel even more angry. Still the monk didn't know why the woman was becoming more angry with his speaking this way. The English woman then said , " I am sorry. Today I have something to do so we will see about next time." She left straight away and behaved very rudely. It made the monk quite surprised and he did not understand her actions. He was left with an empty mind. The monk did not know the real reason for her anger and dislike. The next day the monk came to the Kunga restaurant to see his teacher and he waited a very long time. She didn't come that day at all so the monk was left with a big question in his mind. After a few days the monk met his friend Tenzin and talked about his English teacher. About how he had waited for his teacher in the restaurant and she had not come. Tenzin asked the monk, " What did you say to your teacher ?". The Monk said " I don't know very well , but she was angered after we talked about our health ". " What did you say to your teacher when you talked to your teacher about her health ? ". Tenzin asked the monk hurriedly. The monk said, " My teacher said to me that my health was very well , so I replied to her, your health is also very well and you have become fatter ! ". " You are a stupid monk " Tenzin said. " You do not have any social experience". Tenzin told the monk. " The word fat is the same as like seeing a ghost for Tibetan people in a Western person’s ear !. Especially a woman’s ear and girls dislike the word of fat. You made your teacher feel very angry and unhappy. So you must go to her and say I'm sorry to your teacher ". The monk thought to himself and said to Tenzin, " You cannot become fat if you do not have enough health and a happy life ! " . Tenzin said to the monk, " You see. You are again debating with me " . Tenzin knew that he couldn't win the debate with the monk so he left him on that day to do his shopping at the small market on the main road side. The next morning the Monk was packing his personal belongings when Tenzin arrived to visit him. " What are you doing ? " . Tenzin asked with hesitation. The monk replied, " I want to go to my meditation cave and I don't need to learn any of the layman's social system. It is too complicated ".Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-26483666952272181512009-10-04T01:11:00.000-07:002010-06-23T02:20:54.550-07:00At the train station<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhF_3On5DiJpgkwIe50UKgfkrA1p6Xb1sS8JVateK6dntTpPwDid_dB_tphE1FZ3oAM9I1XEOU76breBql2pHAafT9nso5UMbapOpwRC7TPf_OID6qOpchCrTBvThyphenhyphenDaH5d8B7J3ywjeE/s1600/P190510_22.05.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhF_3On5DiJpgkwIe50UKgfkrA1p6Xb1sS8JVateK6dntTpPwDid_dB_tphE1FZ3oAM9I1XEOU76breBql2pHAafT9nso5UMbapOpwRC7TPf_OID6qOpchCrTBvThyphenhyphenDaH5d8B7J3ywjeE/s320/P190510_22.05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485896203449384178" /></a><br /><br />Today one of my friends went back to dharamasala so I had helped him carry his bag to the train station. You would be surprised if you saw how the people crowded on the platform. Really I couldn't find a space to walk. So I was looking at how other people walked among the crowd. All the people already have a habit of how they can get around in the crowd of people. You cannot stay at this train station very long if this is your first time coming to India. Especially if you're feeling tired of the beggar’s insisting on begging for your money. I just gave two Rs to an old beggar. Because I did not have any more money to give to these poor beggars. You should not think that I am a stingy monk or a monk who has not a little compassion. He he he …..Do you see? I stayed at the train station for 25 minutes and during that time I met about 35 beggars. Most were adults and Children. I would not have had enough money left to pay for my taxi back to my hostel if I had given to all my money to the beggars. He he he…….so I hope that you can understand me..Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6911681457664575337.post-60810239871947334352009-10-02T23:01:00.000-07:002009-10-02T23:04:54.816-07:00The mosquitoesThe mosquitoes are same as before but i don’t too worry about it. I can make safe my self and today I bought a mortein . It is incense and I can’t send away all mosquitoes from my room if I lit the incense. Because the incense have not enough power to send the mosquitoes away. But the incense can dizzy all mosquitoes. Like same as a drinker can not fly and bite.Snowmonkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03141978549523489325noreply@blogger.com0