Comments on: Tsip

By: CHIMI

CHIMI — Tue, 29 Jun 2010 06:25:40 +0000

Dear Tsip,

You are there with us all and the “blossoms” shall remain on my wall.

By: kuchum

kuchum — Mon, 19 Apr 2010 18:38:13 +0000

My feelings
Oh! What a painful feeling
Why? Why? Why?
I dunno what this feeling is
But I am sure it hurts like hell.
What is this heavy feeling inside my heart?
As if someone had put a massive stone onto it.
Why is everyone crying?
I dunno what is happening in front of me
Is this a dream?
Or is this a gag?
I dunno why but I am lost and hurt so much
To think about what has happened.
What has happened? I am confused.
I dunno why people keep telling me to be strong and everything is going to be just fine.
Why does this wet stuff come out of my eyes every time I see people coming to see me?
Am I sick? Or am I hallucinating?
I dunno why all my relatives calls me and tells me not to worry and everything is going to be okay.
What has happened?
I dunno……………………
Then, I hear a voice inside my head
Not my voice
Not my mother’s, nor my father’s
Not anybody else’s
But my beloved Tship.
Oh! What a calamity.
I hear him but can’t see him,
It made me more confused and uneasy.
I dunno he was there or not,
But I was sure it was his voice.
The voice I longed for days
Whispers!
I hear him,
Tells me to be strong and that he is no more.
How much he still loves me.
He calls my name,
Kuchu!
And tells me,
“You have to be happy for me and do me proud.
You are not to shed any tear during my funeral”.
Snap!
Whispers are gone, voices are no more.
I was dreaming till now, and he made me come back to reality.
I dunno why I couldn’t shed a drop of tear during that poignant day.
But whatever it was, it made me come back and do whatever I could do for him.

By: kuchum

kuchum — Mon, 19 Apr 2010 18:37:18 +0000

He said
Crisp! Crisp! Crisp!
He said,
Listen to the cracking sound you make while eating chips slowly.
Close your eyes for a while and enjoy the crispy sound it makes when you chomp the chips.
He said,
Wind! Listen to the sound made by winds during evening walks.
Close your eyes and smell the cold and dry winter winds
He said,
Paint! Hear your heart and know your desires,
Your likes, your passion, your love
And then close your eyes and see what you want to paint.
He said,
Listen to the voices of children
“Doesn’t it remind you of your childhood and how innocent we were?”
He said,
Listen to the birds’ sing, the sound of the trees and the wind that makes it scratch the trees onto each other.
Close your eyes lay flat on your head, on the forest lands and breathe the scent of the cypress trees, and then you would know how it makes you have goose bumps.
He said,
I don’t have any regrets in my life
Have lived the way I wanted all my life
But I have one thing to do
I have to be man enough to provide for my love (kuchu).
He said
I have to work hard for her and live with her all my life.
He said
I love you and I want to be with you as you are the love of my life.

By: Dipika

Dipika — Wed, 24 Mar 2010 07:17:51 +0000

Dear Tsip,
You were always pulling my leg, telling me u had a son, and then introducing Karma to me as your sister. Can’t beleive that we will never see you again. Wherever you are, I hope its a great place.

By: tshering dorji

tshering dorji — Tue, 23 Mar 2010 02:46:52 +0000

my deepest condolences to the vast family on this untimely demise of a wonderful guy. i have met him couple of times and found him relaxed, and i liked it. my prayers to his spirit and hey! death is painful but at the same there is birth on the other side waiting for him… cheers

By: kuchum

kuchum — Fri, 19 Mar 2010 05:25:27 +0000

dear all,
when a new day begins, dare to smile gratefully.
when there is darkness, dare to be the first to shine a light.
when there is injustice, dare to b the first to condemn it.
when something seems to b difficult, dare to do it anyway.
when life seems to beat u down, dare to fight back.
when there seems to b no hope, dare to find some.
when u feel tired, dare to keep going.
when times are tough, dare to b tougher.
when love hurts u, dare to love again.
when someone is hurting, dare to help them heal.
when another is lost, dare to help them find the way.
when a friend falls, dare to b the first to extend a hand.
when u cross paths with another, dare to make them smile.
when u feel great, dare to help someone else feel great too.
when the day has ended,dare to feel as u ve done ur best.
dare to be the best u can at all times. DARE TO BE!

By: sophie

sophie — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 16:18:51 +0000

dear sonam,

i know death is just one of the many changes we undergo in life.
i know death is not the end, but a beginning.
i know as long as we remember you, you will always be with us.
and still the thought of you having died hurts so much that I can’t express it with words.

thank you for your joy, your laughs, your love for life. thank you for sharing all this.
may our paths cross again in some other life.

By: Kichaa

Kichaa — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 14:23:03 +0000

Hey bro… R.I.P. Remember the good old days at Bhutan spent sharing super expensive cigs with you and the guys…. May you family Hold strong at the moment of grief…. You’ll be missed!!!!

By: dio

dio — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 09:11:04 +0000

Im truly sorry for the lost. This lost teaches us how uncertain life is. It teaches us to do good when we are alive. There are only memories of what we did will remain. All the messages here speak to me how wonderful he is. Rest in peace.

By: Lily Wangchhuk

Lily Wangchhuk — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 07:49:42 +0000

Dear all,

Unfortunately I never crossed my paths with Tsip whom I believe had very special talent and was a special person who seem to have greatly touched the lives of his many friends….a conclusion I have drawn after reading all the comments written by VAST members. I am deeply touched with the deep sense of affection, unity and solidarity amongst VAST members….Keep the VAST spirit alive!!! Hats off to Asha Karma who may have been responsible for creating such spirit amongst the talented Bhutanese at VAST!