As my visa expiration nears and the chances of getting it renewed this time becomes less and less, im forced to ponder more and more shite.
As Jesus says , One needs to lose life in order to gain it. All my risks and plans are blown apart and i may go back. Good that i had a plan B and it can kick in. There is a country India which doesn't require me to have any paperwork because i am a citizen by birth, and i can find my way to the Himalayas. Hoping to enrich my solitude in some Buddhist monasteries and doing voluntary work for the needy.
I don't wanna return to my home and eat the bread made by my mother. Nor do be just a monk in some monastery, lazy to earn my bread.
Coming to the western culture was my dream and i had this luck to come to this small, beautiful country in deep down south. I took all my financial chances to come here as a student without thinking twice. And still sometimes in a moment i blink to myself "How on earth did you do this?".
Green Day - Time Of Your Life (Music Video)
Even if i go from here, NewZealand, i will try to return here, because for a moment i indeed have started to feel this as my home. Maybe as a student again. Maybe on a work visa after getting work experience, because i still haven't fulfilled my career ambition of becoming an Information Technology Professional. As long as the blood that flows in my body is red [My skin cant be white or black, I am a brownie. :-) ] , ill have this motive of getting the Kiwi citizenship.
Every person is endowed equally with the gift of life. The feeling of life. Its the same for every being. And sometimes one has the feeling of deliberately and slowly letting it go from ones own hands. Maybe its when you lose everything that you know that life is beautiful. Maybe Its when you lose life that you gain life.
I couldn't have been to the most beautiful places of New Zealand yet because I limited myself as a Student. I do experience a little pain in leaving here but i figure the Himalayas are beautiful and i take with me the hope of returning here someday again. When i see the boys and girls here, i understand that Life can be beautiful.
The journey was more important than the destination , it always was and it doesn't matter that i Stutter. At this point, i think for a moment that it never really mattered.
As Jesus says , One needs to lose life in order to gain it. All my risks and plans are blown apart and i may go back. Good that i had a plan B and it can kick in. There is a country India which doesn't require me to have any paperwork because i am a citizen by birth, and i can find my way to the Himalayas. Hoping to enrich my solitude in some Buddhist monasteries and doing voluntary work for the needy.
I don't wanna return to my home and eat the bread made by my mother. Nor do be just a monk in some monastery, lazy to earn my bread.
Coming to the western culture was my dream and i had this luck to come to this small, beautiful country in deep down south. I took all my financial chances to come here as a student without thinking twice. And still sometimes in a moment i blink to myself "How on earth did you do this?".
Green Day - Time Of Your Life (Music Video)
Even if i go from here, NewZealand, i will try to return here, because for a moment i indeed have started to feel this as my home. Maybe as a student again. Maybe on a work visa after getting work experience, because i still haven't fulfilled my career ambition of becoming an Information Technology Professional. As long as the blood that flows in my body is red [My skin cant be white or black, I am a brownie. :-) ] , ill have this motive of getting the Kiwi citizenship.
Every person is endowed equally with the gift of life. The feeling of life. Its the same for every being. And sometimes one has the feeling of deliberately and slowly letting it go from ones own hands. Maybe its when you lose everything that you know that life is beautiful. Maybe Its when you lose life that you gain life.
I couldn't have been to the most beautiful places of New Zealand yet because I limited myself as a Student. I do experience a little pain in leaving here but i figure the Himalayas are beautiful and i take with me the hope of returning here someday again. When i see the boys and girls here, i understand that Life can be beautiful.
The journey was more important than the destination , it always was and it doesn't matter that i Stutter. At this point, i think for a moment that it never really mattered.
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