Nima Lyrab Dorji

I always wanted to write something on my favorite class, but you know writers block, it is so hard to break it. Anyways, here I am finally with one of my broken English article. Hope it will make you smile as it did to me. 2014 has been one of the best years of my life. I was placed in Samtse college of Education to undergo PgDE. And there I was in PgDE ‘B’. Here are the 7 things that I miss about PgDE ‘B’. 1. It wasn’t a class Yes! I mean it. It wasn’t just a class it was more than that. Pg B was huge collection of people from different background. Background; meaning intellectually.  There were idiots, well behaved, grownups, hyper, irri s (Irritating fellow), and others who laugh without a reason (ha ha ha). And there are some smart ass, at least who acted like one. However, in a bottom line, no matter what, when we (Pg B) are together, there is that condition created, where we feel that we mean something. Where every individual with different moods laugh out so loud, a...

           "...the days are numbered but you gave me forever... "  I am publishing one of my personal letter. I received this letter on our 2nd Anniversary.  We are not together anymore, however she was the best thing that ever happened to me. It is only love that i have for her. You are missed ^_^ 7th April,2015. DEAR Boyfriend, I just want you to know how much I love you. I want you to know that I have loved you for so much longer than you know. Since day one, since the day we first kissed. I remember the first time you called me yours. You have always just been that boy I couldn't forget. We have been together for 2 years. And those two years had been the best 2 years of my life.  You make me strong when I need help,when I feel weak. You make me happy when I feel like I am about to fall apart. You deal with my moods and I can't thank you enough for that. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I would ...

“Why would she do that? Have I done anything wrong? Was I too much?... should I call her? I think I should call her… no, she won’t receive the call again.... god, I don’t know what to do?..... ” . I could almost feel my heart burning, I wish I could shout to my full volume. My heart was broken, and these thoughts never stops. It is early afternoon and I am sitting on one of the benches in the clock Tower. I am really confused and I can barely bear the voices of my brain and heart. I came to Thimphu two days before. I told my parents that I am going to hospital, but in reality I came here to see my love. We have been together for almost 3 years now. She has a very beautiful smile. However, our relationship recently came to an end, yeah, we broke up. I still wonder the exact reason for our separation………..?????. I stayed in Thimphu for 4 days that time. Hours later, I manage to pull myself together. I knew these thoughts are going to pop up again, so I decided take a walk. I ...