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| In pictures: Tibetan exiles rally | |
 
Tibetan exiles around the world, like this man in India, have been expressing solidarity with protestors inside Tibet. |
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| more readings>>> 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 |
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