Tuesday, October 30, 2012

What ‘Flame of truth’?

As a news reporter for a Tibetan media outlet, the most boring experience for the past few months has been reporting the global ‘Flame of Truth’ torch relay initiated by Tibetan Parliament-in-Exile. The only thing I have to do is replace the ‘Where, When and Who’ while keeping rest of the report almost literally intact wherever it goes. I have sincerely and rightfully so, personally speaking, lost patience to cover monotonous events such as this.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Social media and Tibet

On Sunday (May 27, 2012), I was engrossed and shouting to the television which is airing the final cricket match of IPL (Indian Premier League) when I received a text message from my girlfriend notifying that there is an unconfirmed report of yet another self-immolation by two Tibetans in Lhasa. While the news stirred me out of the IPL excitement, it slowly dawned on me how she has come about from a seemingly hopeless reader of Tibetan news to a potent one. No, she still doesn’t read much but she religiously follows newsfeeds on facebook where much of what she knows come from.  And as expectedly, she got the news from facebook!

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Disturbed, not sad anymore

I have held my grounds sad
Even after 30 lives,
I heard and read, set afire
But I am a witness to the last one
Right in the country I am born
So I am thoroughly disturbed
And not really sad anymore now

Is my life that significant?
Is the constant haunting question
Coz I am nearly a peer
To Jamphel Yeshi
Who must have thought through it all
Before he finds himself plunged
Right to the centre of the fire.
So I am thoroughly confused
And disturbed, but not sad.

Radicalization is not a one way ride
Beijing is the killer that lies and prides in it
But we neither lie nor do we kill others
We kill ourselves as the last resort
So I am thoroughly disturbed
And I see no point being sad and a loser

Yes you are right, Jamshey,
A peer I’d call my ‘live’ hero,
As much as you are to all people of conscience,
That you called it a time to give ‘all’ you have.
Although I am a refugee but this body is mine,
One that yearns for that Tibet I am sadly not entitled to
So I am thoroughly disturbed
As I find you so right and true
And your wisdom, tragically meaningful.

Written on March 28, 2012 (The day martyr Jamphel Yeshi died, two days after he set himself alight in New Delhi to call for a Free Tibet.)

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Still Refugee

'R' stands for Refugee

My mind is restless
Constantly in quest of answers
For which I fail miserably
While time flies by mercilessly.
And I remain static and still
Reminding me I am still refugee.

I have heard enough of nations
Rise and fall and rise again.
When will time for Tibet come?
I wonder and remain utterly unknown
For they say “might is right”
Which I believe is China’s pride.
I wonder about with exile permit
Could never get ‘home’ so far.
I need to feel and say with proud
This is my ‘home’ and my destiny
And do away with the exile tag
Before I can reasonably demand to live life
For I am 26 sans a sight of Tibet yet.

Despite the killings on spree in Tibet
Thanks to infamous CCP hands
The spirit of nationalism still grows
With time, it will be hard and solid
Take the shape of a horn of full-grown bull.
And only then will China take notice of us meek so far
And say, yes, “Free Tibet”, let’s go back
Until then I will be still refugee
This is getting an age-old feeling.

Written sometime in November 2009.

My Hero

'They' kill me deep within
And hurt me most
Attacking the core of my pride
My culture, my identity
My religion, my hero
Tenzin Gyatso.

They name call
And ridicule him
To mar his position
In the global arena
But strong and
Determined as ever
Off he starts everyday
Preaching ‘peace’
In an undying spirit
To the mighty China
Whom he has forgiven
My hero Tenzin Gyatso

A rock star of peace
A symbol of principles
A divine soul nurtured
By Buddhist values
He is my real hero
Tenzin Gyatso
May you live long.

Written sometime in November 2009.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

CCP can’t choose my parent!

As a little boy growing up in a Tibetan refugee camp in 1990s, I remember once asking my parents (well my father) about the 15th Dalai Lama and he didn’t take it kindly and gave me a good rebuke. In Buddhist tradition, it is not allowed because it is considered unreligious to talk of a Lama’s future reincarnation when he is still alive. And here we, the Tibetans, are worried and talking about the future reincarnation of Dalai Lama. To all Tibetans and Buddhists worldwide, it is already a very saddening experience to hear and talk about the present Dalai Lama’s future incarnation thanks to China’s ridiculous meddling in the issue to meet its political agenda. In the process, I feel we have discounted the relative significance of the present Dalai Lama in anticipation of the next Dalai Lama’s question – a feeling that my father would have shared had it been that he is still alive.