Treat girls as sister and mother.

From the Buddhist teaching. Ngagajurna had rightly said;
Treat girl as a mother if she is older than you.
Treat girl  as a sister if she is same age of you.
Treat girl as a sister if she is younger than you.

I treat all girls as mothers and sisters.
Don't you ?

From the #randomthoughtofjigmezangpo

Terrible culture so called Night hunting in Eastern is on verge of vanishing and already replaced in Thimphu by phone call

Eastern culture is not only drinking ARA but also the popular night roaming called Night hunting.

The terrible culture called night hunting is vanishing in Eastern part and already replaced in Thimphu by phone call. The children in Thimphu are very expert in doing those stuff. They don't need system called night hunting. They just lie to parent and go out to friend house but actually they are going to hotel with girl or boy. The social media or mobile phone is main cause of vanishing night hunting. More than a night hunting, the social media and phone call has effected the children. The teenage pregnancy, gang fight, groupism and many things are arise due to misuse of those social media.

The way to Buddha point where the place people pray are become the favorite place for them during night. And Sangaygang become the second favorite place for those people at night.

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Repay to parent

It is said you can't repay the good things our parent has done for us even if we carry them on our back and make 1000 times round the earth.

Repay for the good things your parents has done for you. The gratitude should be with us and repay them. Repay with respect.

The only gratitude that is possible to pay is by practising Buddha Teaching. It is not neccesaryly you have to go to monkhood and wear a rob. It is our mind. Religion for me is good thought.

From the #randomthoughtofjigmezangpo

Everything is different and difficult

I started learning the meaning of life. And everything is different and difficult. Even a subject we learned seems to be difficult.

I quote "Life is not a bed of rose but bed of throne" I unquote. Somebody has rightly said that. I find the meaning in what they have leave the saying. Life become more difficult with messy people around. People who don't know meaning of life. On the other hand life is a smooth journey if we move along the people who has greater vision of road ahead.  I wish and dream to go along the these people. I have already found those people. They are my parent.

From the #RandomThoughtOfJigmeZangpo

Growing and decaying & birth and death.

A beautiful flower has good fragrance and everyone love the smile. Even a bees come to have a nectar. Sadly flower will decay soon. Beauty is victim of vanishing.

You are born on the earth. Your parent were rejoiced while you were born. Will you let the world to rejoice when you leave the world?

You might have many memories of childhood days. You might be handsome and pretty among others. You may be intelligent among the friends. You may be richer. You may be stronger and dominating the friends with your strength. You may be having handsome husband and pretty wife. You may have cute son or daughter. You may have loving friends. You have even possesses all the desire things. But only question is can we stay till earth disappear. Every day is new beginning and becoming older. Did you realize you are not becoming older but coming closer to death?

We are coming closer to death day by day. What we are doing then? Are we piling the stone for building the house? Thinking about all those stuff, nothing seems to be meaningful in life rather than humanity. I shall mindful for my action. My action shouldn’t harm other. My speech shouldn’t hurt other. My thought shouldn’t be bad about other.  

Stages of life and sorrow of stage four to parents.

Stage one:

Thank you, mother, for giving birth to us. You have suffered a lot for our sake. Thank you, father and mother, for caring for us dearly. During our early years, we were innocent and unaware of what is good and bad. We engaged in nonsense and mischievous activities. Our childhood days were spent with our father, mother, and siblings. We fought with each other, played together, and ate together. I have fond memories of my childhood days with my siblings. We would go to school together and come back home for lunch. We are aware of the hard work our father and mother put in for us. Thank you, sister, for helping our father and mother. We will never forget you as our second parent. Thank you, Ana.

Stage two:

This is the stage when we are in secondary school. Our parents worked tirelessly and saved for us. They provided us with new clothes. They never thought of buying new clothes for themselves, wearing torn ones instead, just so we wouldn't feel shy in front of our friends. Thank you, Apa, Ama, and sister. Your good deeds towards us are always in our minds. We love you, Apa, Ama, and Ana.

Stage three:

This is the stage when we are in college. It is the stage where we are about to start earning after completing our education. Our parents have high expectations because they have endured many years for us. Finally, we completed college, and the story of stage four is different.

Stage four:

We are now independent. Our parents need our help. Are we helping them? It is disheartening to realize that our elderly parents are still suffering while their children are independent. We are sorry; we are still unable to assist you. It is indeed a great shame for siblings like us.

To my friends, please help your parents. They are like gods to us. They mean everything to us.

Lastly, but not the least, my only prayer is for my Apa and Ama to have good health and always be happy. I will lend my helping hand soon. May all the parents on Earth be happy and receive support from their sons and daughters.

Count down to stay on earth.

I was feeling sick, so I decided to visit the doctor. She advised me to take medicine for a week. I followed her instructions and took the medicine as prescribed. However, after a week had passed, my condition remained the same. In fact, I was getting worse instead of improving.

Feeling concerned, I went back to see the same doctor. This time, she recommended that I undergo an X-ray and blood test. She asked me to return two days later to collect the results. When I went back after two days, she informed me that the results were not yet ready. She mentioned that it would take three more days to complete the examination of my blood samples. I became confused and wondered why it was taking so long to obtain the results.

Even after three days, I still hadn't received the test results. This left me feeling even more confused. The doctor seemed unable to provide any information about my illness. I started to believe that my condition might be incurable.

On the 14th of October, 1990, a week after my blood sample was taken, I received a call from the doctor, asking me to meet her at her chamber at 2 pm. I went with a heavy heart and took a seat as she offered. I could sense her nervousness as she prepared to deliver the news. Deep down, I knew there was something she couldn't bring herself to say. I gathered my strength and asked her to tell me the truth. She finally confessed that I had been diagnosed with blood cancer.

My world felt as though it was crumbling around me. I knew that my days were now numbered, that I could die today or tomorrow. However, I held onto the belief that Buddha would come to my rescue in the form of Healing Buddha. As I continued taking the medicine, I fervently prayed to Medicine Buddha and Healing Buddha for a miracle. Throughout this challenging time, my parents remained supportive, and I always sought solace in my prayers to Buddha.

Today, on the 14th of October, 2016, the 26th anniversary of my blood cancer diagnosis, I am still alive thanks to the blessings of Buddha and my root teacher. I remain committed to Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha, and I am determined to never give up on life easily. Sometimes miracles happen. I urge you all to cherish and enjoy your lives.

Om Ah Hung Bazer Guru Pad Ma Shi Dhi Hung.

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction.

~GURU RINPOCHE

May you bless all scientist being