With the crack of dawn, the sincere sunbeams hung over my head intruding through the windowsill next to my timeworn wooden bed. The lip-smacking aroma from the kitchen is where mom was busy preparing rice whereas dad was busily involved in invocating morning prayers.
The gentle gust from the west distorted oval shaped cobweb scattering a group of spiders towards many course that diverted my attention in four direction in depth of how beautifully nestled my village at the foothills of Yumzangmo mountain in the north, sided by cool water flowing calmly through lush green forests in the east, to the far west lies the home of many wildlife’s and in the south cascading Gamrichu with soothing tune of sound.
Sanctified is a small community located at the bosom of valley besieged by the cooperative denizens bound together by the pristine trust and respect amongst all. It is a genesis of peace, propelling prosperity while plummeting all the pains that breaks through every impediment to the growth of the better place like Eden above.
Lucky are we dwelling at the height of happiness showered my late HH Rigzin Jurme Thinley alias Meme Tshong Tshongma Rinpoche who established Serdam Gonpa and converted everyone to the son of bodhisattvas by blessing the land per with Copper colored mountain. Mantras overflow the mouth with the constant virtuous duty in hand. Proud are we who are immersed in the responsible and responsive society upholding the dignity of labor in pursuit of independence and self-reliance to achieve the target of gross national happiness.
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