it was the time when spring was starting. I could see everything was changing . even small insects were coming to this world again from a long silence . Everywhere you could feel spring was starting. especially the endless blue sky .but I had not been satisfied since I was born . and everyday I got new sufferings and new ideas . but my mother was so happy to give birth to such a lovely boy.

My father was still hesitated to keep this baby or not . I know the reason was that most people died from hunger and torture by communist soldiers . it was the time when the chines were occupying my country and it had not come to an end.

Everyday I could hear and see horrible things in front of my eyes .. but still I tried to grow up.
On my mother’s back . sometimes I could hear her breathing and her back was wet . She was working for nearly 12 hours a day without enough to eat .

I realized that all the families were not allowed to cook themselves in their houses . Every night the soldiers used to come to each family’s house and checked everything . They would take what my mother had to give us to eat and also what she used to practice Buddhism , praying wheels. holy texts. butter lamps , any kind of things ...

Every morning I could see dead human bodies being taken out from the houses . Nearly all of them were old people or kids . who couldn’t work for Mao Tse Tung . Therefore i could see my mom was really a courageous woman . Although no one was allowed to pray my mother did pray . she used pray silently in her heart. She also tried to find us something to eat. She even cooked barks and weeds . .

This uppermost love from my mother and the energy of the weeds made me grow up.
My suffering is still increasing and i still nourish so many hopes and so many ideas for Tibet . Tibet cannot die until the world is destroyed ... The little boy’s name is Shamba. and His country is still not exist
on the world Maps.

quel que fois parle avec bouteille. et Photographe .

street music .

its free world. The Gold must be crazy .

CCN. ARTE . also Cops . . sometimes I hate TV.

Anne Frank .

nothing .