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OPEN LETTER WRITING CONTEST
(An open letter writing contest was conducted for Senior section students. We take the pleasure in publishing some very interesting letters including of course the three winning entries.)My Dear Everlasting Friends Tashi Dolma and Jampa,
“Love is chatter, friend is matter”. Friendship is something everybody urges to own and needs. For me it is a great delight to have you two. We laughed in a single tune, we got anger with each other and sometimes caused instant verbal wars. Despite all these slings and arrows the deep love never tends to fumble. I love you very much from the depth of heart. Words may come from the tip of pen, but thoughts come from within the heart. Sorry for my ignorance sometimes and my dull expressions. And I am so happy that you can understand my characters. However this might be our last year to be together like before, so never ever forget me and you both will always be cemented in my heart. I wish you both a very successful life and good luck for the coming board exam.
Your ever friend,
Tenzin Chemi X D
My dear godmother,
I hope you are in superb health, both physically and spiritually. Here I am also well and as usual, putting my utmost effort in the field of studies. I am writing this letter, after a long silence, to reveal my heartfelt gratitude for your genuine support and sincere dedication for my life. Dearest mom, you have come as a source of love and benevolence at the cross road of my life from the very commencement of my isolated life, beyond thousands of miles away from my beloved homeland and parents. Even though you were not my real mom by birth, your tender love and indelible kindness are immeasurable. Without your supportive hands, I could never wake up from the deep slumber of ignorance and enter the gate of the world of knowledge. Actually, the life of a student like me who is deprived of the vision to see my parents seemed quite uneasy and also as I climb up the ladder of higher and complicated studies, I am confronting with some difficulties, as an addition on my homesickness. But when I ponder upon the indefatigable determination of His Holiness, my parents, and you, a flame of encouragement sparkles over my desperate heart and shows me the right path to approach today and reach to the milestone of correct destination tomorrow. From your kindness, I gained the spontaneous energy to slog hard to fulfill the promise of my life to dedicate my whole life for the well being of others. I came to realize that success is an indirect product of determination, hard work and iron will power. As an final word, I would like to say that you have been the ultimate source of inspiration and motivation on the journey of my life to travel further and you have set up my upcoming goal, which will be an unconditional service to the ones who are in need. I promise you never to ward off my inner strength and hard work to face with the storm of life and accomplish my goal, which will be the greatest tribute to you. Now, I want to mark an end to this here and hope you will have joy, success and prosperity for today and tomorrow and forever.
Yours lovingly,
Sonam Dolkar X D
Osama Bin Laden
Underground city
Gloomy Hell
Afghanistan
22nd Sept. ‘05
Sir,
I am an ordinary folk, brought and bred in an oriental country, India, which is my second homeland and a home away from home owing to the China’s annexation of my country, Tibet. Yet on account of god’s blessings I was born with a vision of equanimity from the cradle, which diverted all thoughts of racial segregation, fanaticism and patriotism. That is why, I as a universal envoy, making this correspondence in the name of victims who fell prey to your merciless actions.
Let me tell you how the world sees you after the Sept. 11 holocaust and beyond. When you came into universal limelight the whole world shouted in anger, stared you in tears and shivered with fear. You were an unraveled figure of violence, torture and torment.
You are enthroned, praised and respected within a tiny horizon. That is because you being fanatic, patriotic and led by a line of negative adjectives. If Islam wants to be the best religion, let it be in your own place but let it not discriminate and belittle other faiths.. Religion itself is pure, but it is sallied by a host of ideas and visions, which are termed as ‘fanaticism’. That is why we say “ most blood has been shed in the name of religion”.
“By the horn of the bulls you shook us in fear,
That left millions in lurch with tear.
The cruel red bird entangled himself in a cage,
And that fanned all heaven a flame of rage”.
Far away at every nook and corner of the world, the wind has mounted these words, telling the mountains and rivers, how the torrential flood washed away the villages, how the raging inferno burnt their houses, how the cruel morning dew blighted the blossoming flowers and how the terrorist massacred the humanity. The mountains faltered and fluttered in fear, hearing the ferocity of yours. The rivers stopped flowing with its heart strained and struck. Flies in the sky are nowhere except the wild wailing of the restless wind.
“You slept beneath the moon in horror.
You basked beneath the sun in terror.
You live a life vengeance
And shall not die in ignorance.”
Now, you are suffering, not only the pervasive suffering but couldn’t get the sunshine over to the deep web of underground world. Your barren and deserted place has gone rack and rains, but now, as the fragrance of peace and disarmament came in the air. All seeds have awakened and the flowers are blossoming beneath your hellish horizon. Nature prospers an unprecedented realm of tranquility over there. All mountains, rivers and meadows bid good riddance to you and are singing voluminous rhymes, viewing far and wide in the clouds at case and wearing colorful flowers in mind.
Like the narrow escaped mouse, a cat is keeping vigil on you. You old villainous mouse stolen and hoarded the grains Because, you knocked the egg against stone. America, a country second to none, lion, the king of animals. She will leave no stone unturned to unveil the trace of your timid mouse. And soon to be in the neighborhood cell of chained.(Saddam Hussein)
To my last words as an universal envoy, the whole world is waiting and welcoming you with swords and spears blandishing high in air, shields protecting themselves and gearing up for your battle of Waterloo.
Ngawa Palden
Dearest adorable sister Lobsang Wangmo,
Sun camouflaged deep beneath the dusty clouds!
Dusk marched gently across the north horizon!
Pitch dark gradually embarks to blossom!
Where the tiny stars wondrously twinkle!
And, the radiant Moon openly smiles!
Over the whole giant Universe!
Where in your glowing face, I discovered some valuable lesson about life, love, and myself as well. Above all, I discovered how lucky I am to have a sister like you. Over the years, I'd my share of trials and tribulations which buckles me up; in between my life's pathways. Burdens and workloads which crumble me down, when I think of you I see myself heading to a sunnier zone. You made me to actualize and visualize over my faint dreams. You made me to realize that hope sustains life. I still summon up the maxim: "Greater the trial, more glory in overcoming it". Down the memory lane, I could call to mind the cherished thoughts and memories of us…sweet memories, which I could vividly relive; day in and out. Bitter moments which never cease to linger in my mind.
Times we wailed; when in sorrows!
Times we shrieked; when in joys!
Time we wined; when in anger!
Times we loved; when in romance!
Besides, it's so weird that the deadline of our departure is closely approaching. Beautiful moments when we are talking, laughing, dreaming, sharing all joys and sorrows of life come to an end eventually. Tears could often buoy up when such thoughts pass by my mind. Laughter could turn into frowns when such thoughts flash across my mind.
Anyhow I defy shedding tears anymore, when the Sun is gone as the tears won't let me to see the stars afterwards. It's a pretty weird feeling but true, not a single day simply passes by, without counting the beats of your heart, and I'm already calculating the days on my fingertips.
Sweet moments were cherished, when you're around me. Memories of our togetherness, bond, and friendship are like sound health. Its value is hard to know until it is lost. Furthermore I lost my good night sleep since the time I started keeping my eyes off you. Time and again, I started thinking of you only. Memories of our sour and sweet in taste turn into nightmares, which often haunts me terribly. Nonetheless, I've a conviction that kind of mutual love and understanding we shared over the years could remain as our constant sweet memories. Ours is a genuine virtue that binds our heart together and give peace and harmony all across the Globe. Just as love was to Aristotle ours' too is a special bond, which is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. All in an all, I owe every fragment of my success and triumph to you. You stood like rock-solid when things began to slide away my head. Rock-bottom supports you turn into me were the saving grace in my whole life. Thus I remain indebted to a sister of your caliber. May I beg almighty that- "when you look outwardly, you begin to dream, and when you look inwardly, you start to awake."
With utmost regards,
Palding Ngawang Rabgyal
Pa dru Daman Tsang
Dambruggestraat 34
Autwerpen 2060
Belgium
September 23, 2005
Dearest Uncle,
I hope this letter of mine will find you in the best of spirit and in the pink of health. To begin with this letter, I feel that I am sending this letter to my father because I always used to feel that you are like a father to me. I am indebted to you. What I am today is all because of you. I would be like a fish on a dry land without your care and love. I would have been that same uneducated girl, blind and wearing topsy-turvy clothes. You supported me to slip through the net of darkness and changed me from a remote village girl into a modern school going girl.
Whenever I did something worthy, first of all a glimpse of you comes in front of me and I feel really proud and think, "Yes Uncle. I did it." Likewise if I am unable to negotiate a path through a maze of hurdles and I failed, immediately a picture of you flashes in front of my eyes and encourages me to do better next time. You had acknowledged the importance of education for me. Thank you for every thing you did for me. I am extremely grateful to you. Unfortunately the sudden departure of us in 2001, when you left for abroad startled me! But in some ways I am grateful to this departure as it let me realize how much you mean to me. I didn't know it before though you stood by my side whenever I am in dilemmas. May be it’s because of my innocence and ignorance. A deep sense of regret always click my mind for that. Moreover, I may have created many mischief which might have hurt you. Today through this letter, I beg your pardon for all those things. Yeah! I know you will forgive me but for the sake of fading away of my sense of regret.
Fate has played a very cruel joke on me by letting me depart from my dearest parents in 1997, but I never felt their absence because of your presence, care, love and kindness. Your love and care is a treasure that I really can't measure. This letter is only a piece of what I feel for you; while your contribution for me is like a vast ocean. So, with this I am going to stop my dancing pen here.
With lots of love,
Your niece,
Apa Lhamo XI C
Dearest sponsor,
I can't tell you how much you mean to me. I could feel the way you favor me and sacrifice for other people. Thank you very much. Then how about your health? I always have big hope that such kindhearted person like you will succeed in every field. I really love you all! Here I am in fine and fit and try my best in every field. I am enjoying my school life very much. It's because of His Holiness's grace along with your generous support to me.
I have every facility, more than those independent Indian children. Of course, it’s your encouragement that makes me feel like doing more. If you are not there for me to support, then my life will not have that much purpose. And I won’t be able to go face to face with modern world and even can't face the world. You are the backbone in my life. Your support makes me stronger, and makes me lose my all fear and insecurity. So dear sponsor, thank you very much. Lastly before I cease , I want to pray to God that you have a successful life, a life filled with luxury and peace. I really appreciate the way you are. God bless you! Your daughter,
Pema Yangchen XIC
Dear uncle Jigme lak,
It has been a very long time since I have not dropped even a single missive to you. I hope that you are in the best of everything without any mishaps. The weather in India is really very good. I think, the winter is about to dawn because the night seems too short for us and the day is really hard to finish. But, I really enjoy a lot in the school with the school activities. These days, after the class, we have to go for the athletic practice. But I do prefer running as it is the only thing I can do. We will have life skills for those students who are not interested in the sports. We have a lots of programmes where other students can join according to their wish. The school is really very hectic. It is always busy. I really enjoy in the school.
Now, I think, I should write the main purpose of writing this letter to you. My aim of scribbling down this letter is that one of my friends named Tashi who is really in need of help is bedridden in Upper TCV hospital for she has relapsed from lung T.B. She is a really very studious girl and a kind of student whom every one can look up. Her parents are really poor they are in Tibet leading a mere farmer's life. So today I beg you to lend me your helping hand for her speedy recovery. I will be very grateful to you if you can help my friend. Although she is in Upper T.C.V with it's sumptuous food and all the good things, a little help from my side will be useful. That's all I want to convey. Now I want conclude here. With all my best wishes to see you soon .
Your cousin,
Tenzin Norzom
Dear Uncle,
How are you and where are you? I really have no idea what it is like there except what I heard from the Rinpoche as you have reached the realm of Buddha. And I don't have the tiniest knowledge of what does it really means? Yet I am fully positive that wherever it is, you are in peace and that you are blessed by the saviors.
Because, you have been the most wonderful human as my experience can tell. Although, it's very natural call, and that we all have no choice but to leave this world one truthful day, Your departure was such an unbelievable blow to me. And it must have been the same if not worse to all those who are greatly indebted to your gratitude.
I knew no ways to react when the news hit my ears. And I still am not very sure whether to believe it or keep on hoping for a voice to wake me up inside to find it's just a nightmare. But, from the wheels of time, I am afraid it’s just the truth and I could never wake from it. Because, I am not living in the fairy tale of sleeping beauty. Since that fateful day, I feel like a piece of me was gone and I will now break into pieces just like the once beaten wall. Uncle, although you have given a period of sojourn with us, you have proved that you are the only person who bothers even to the smallest needs of ours that many of the parents neglect.
Now, I am living with all my regrets, for I was not able to show how much you meant for me and how I truly love you and owe much to you. And that sinks my heart deeper than the bottomless sea and I don't think I could ever get the half of me that was gone with you. But, I am now trying to be realistic and I am only going to pray for your good virtue to a higher realm.
Now, I conclude here as I am still not free from samsara although my words are infinite.
With all my love and gratitude,
Your poor niece,
Y.W.Ragon
Dear God,
Please do listen to this humble appeal of mine for it brings you an urgent concern of every sensible human being! Our world is becoming more and more horrible and wild. The behavior of homo sapiens is being negatively camouflaged by this paradoxical age. they never hesitate in committing any kind of vices in pursuit of their selfish ends. The margins between rich and poor are increasing all the more in this prevailing world of competition and mad race for development. The former one has amassed vast mount of wealth and lived in great extravagancy, while the latter one is deprived of their basic necessity. Thus the wails of the poor are unheard and neglected by those thoughtless and ungrateful people.
Our world has been tortured by a chain of wars and fighting throughout the centuries. And at this stage, before the deep scars left by two consecutive world wars is healed, Science has made our world even more pathetic and horrible by this mushrooming of terrorist attacks.
on the top of this, the wanton exploitation of natural resources has caused mother nature to rock her temper which brought the Tsunami and hurricane disasters recently and many other possible catastrophes in the near future. Oh God! it is time you intervene and do something for I fear that the ultimate collapse for humanity is near at hand.
Tashi Namgyal XI A
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