Story of Water and Fire 2

"I have not murdered Kunchok Tseten. He died out of self immolation.  I simply lifted his body up and have put it into the vehicle. I have not committed any murder at all"
Dolma Tso spoke up at the court while being sentenced 3 years in prison on a murder charge.

This is one real story among thousands of others who did not give it in, act with compassion and dignity.

I dedicate this drawing to her, all other people who lit themselves instead of killing their enemies, who protested to be arrested in prisons and who are in exile far away from their loving families.

May all the lives blossom like flowers in the fields and flow like countless clear water streams again.

Story of Water and Fire

This place on the high plateau of the Himalayas is known for its healing water from glaciers and streams, white sacred mountains and ever rolling green pastures.  

It is called the roof of the world where its people have lived with the earthy nature and vibrant inner life. 

It has been for a while now that its land fell in the hands of the greed and inhuman

Many sacred mountains are dug

Water has been poisoned

Pastures are fenced

Its people have lost freedom of living as they and their ancestors had lived over a thousand of years

Snow Lions shed tears whenever they witness another human in flame standing on their lands screaming for justice,  violences and pains in dark concrete cells, and lifeless eyes of their people.

However people do not give up, they stand, pray and live for those who sacrificed.  Light butter lamps.

Portrait of Tsering Kyi

I was going through drawings of portraits who self immolated in Tibet.  The portrait of Tsering Kyi came across.  She gazed at me and I did the same.  She carried out her protest at a vegetable market in town away from her nomad home and died on site on March 3rd 2012 in Machu, Amdo, Tibet.

  My friend interviewed a couple who knew her very well and now live in Dhasamsala.  I have recently read it through; the details about her upbringing, her earthy and honest nature, passion for education and how she spent the last few days before she decided to let her life go in flame.   She grew a strong sense of responsibility to preserve Tibetan language and culture and became concerned about the suppressive situation. 

In the morning when she was leaving her home to go back to the town, with a strong determination in her mind already,  she told her mother ' I may not see you again.  Can I marry somebody?  Good bye'. 

Millions of eyes are witnessing and mourning. Ocean of compassion