Blinking stars were all above
and that ‘sickle like moon’.
who knew he would leave Sherubtse so soon.
The lunches and dinners
In the students mess,
He was there to offer vegetarian pork as food
And would of course say ’how good’.
Let there be any occasion
Be it the fading off of the glory of soccer
In the football field,
Be it a seminar or any other field
Let it be our annual fete
One hundred percent he was there to say ‘how great’.
Very many examples without repeat
He brought us together in the mindmeet.
Such was our Principal Vice
With your kind permission sir,
Can I say ‘how nice’.
March 26, 2001 - Monday: Kanglung : Bhutan