My life is getting pretty much mechanized. From home to work, and work to home. At least, weekends are better. I meet friends over soccer and then go for booze. Other than that, nothing much is happening. Not because I don’t have enough time, I have lots of free time, but I have lost all those interest of urban life style, visiting nightclub, going to beach, travelling etc.
Probably I am missing home badly. Probably I am missing serene maize field at the backyard of my home. Or I may be missing Druk 11000 with Shakam Ezay, and those mundane and meaningless chitchats in the corner of a local bar. Being a foreigner, its hard to find peace and happiness, no matter what car you drive or how much money you mint. At the end, it’s up to an individual to decide what constitutes their happiness. For me, I have set a clear goal. Few more years of laboring to gain lil financial independence, and then I am off to pursue my goal (which can’t be disclosed here).
Any ways, in midst of low feelings, and high intensity work, I managed to take some photos. Please enjoy below.
And for my expedition home, I am bringing an extra 32 GB memory for my baby Canon. You only know the beauty and distinctive sacredness of your country when you are in some foreign land.