Through my Verandah

A scene from my Verandah

Looking through my Verandah;

I can hear the soaring river flowing down the Thruepang Palace,

Rarely see people moving around; freely,

Dogs sleeping, stretching their legs high on the road; freely,

Movement of vehicles lessen to the minimum,

Right view is the stores of Rabten Enterprise and Anjuli Tshongkhang;

Trucks come to store for stockpiling,

Boleros & Hilux lined up to take their share,

Reaching all essentials to every corner,

Dessups unloading/loading the packed goods,

Every ordered item, marked by the names with contact numbers,

Off they go with full loads, - Daily scene.

Some manage to walk nearby their corridor,

Others found sitting ideally in their verandahs,

There are some looking through the window;

Evening time with drizzle from the sky,

As I hold and my cup of tea,

People after people stands in the open sky,

Drenching themselves with the drizzling,

Some praying with folded hands,

And there came the news that it is the blessed rain,

By our Je Khen Rinpochhe to eradicated this pandemic;

I with “OM AA HUM, BAZA GURU PEDMA SEDE HUM”,

Received the blessings with a prayer of combating this virus,

And the peace returns to this world.