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Who was she?

Who was she?  Have you ever wondered, how beautifully you have lived your school days? You know, all those gossips, bunking classes, class picnics, punishments, assembly ground, and of course falling in love or otherwise “pain-love”. Well… here is one of those memories which I had during my school days. I often think about this incident that happened when I was in class 11.   It was in 2007. Then I was studying in class 11 at Damphu Higher Secondary School. It all started with a simple call from an unknown number. Back then, we use one of those black and white Nokia phone. Phuntsho Wangdi, one of my best friends was the only guy in our room who owns the phone and rest of us simply carried a SIM card. It was on one of the Saturdays after social work, Phuntsho came running to me with his phone. He said there is this girl on the phone who wants to talk me. “A girl?” I asked in disbelief, “Why would a girl call me?” He handed over me the phone and said, “She will c
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4 Organizations in Bhutan that need immediate NAME change.

4 Organizations in Bhutan that need immediate NAME change. I have recently read a book where it was shared that Mother Teresa never address “problem” as a “problem” rather she called it a “Gift.” She even mentioned that the word we use daily influences our daily happening. It was clearer to me when I read a book “The Secret” and “The power” by Rhonda Bryne. These books proved how our daily use of words influences our daily life and how we can choose our words for better tomorrow.   It is observed that repeating same words time and again has a power over the situation. Maybe that’s the reasons why we pray. Prayer is nothing but repetition of positive word. On top of that, these could be the reason why advertisement board are larger and displayed everywhere. This may have influenced us unconsciously… who knows. Anyways here are popular organization in Bhutan, which I feel needs immediate change, and here is why;   1.                         1. ACC (Anti-corruption of committe

Three Pinches of Salt.

This is an article I have written long time ago. You may remember those days as well. “There will be no salt in our country anymore.. what?” I heard a passerby talking in disbelieve over the phone, “Keep me five packets… what… Nu. 60 per packet!” he continue, “that’s insane, anyway I will collect from you later”.                                            from:Google   It was an usual Thursday and I was on my way to work, when suddenly I encountered one man talking over a phone. Well I didn’t mean to hear him but he was loud enough to be heard. “There will be no salt in our country anymore ya… what?” the man exclaimed in disbelieve, “Keep me five packets… what… Nu. 60 per packet ya!” he continued, “that’s insane, anyway keep me five and I will collect from you later”. I did not ponder much on his talk, however I wished he has been little low with his voice. I thought he must be talking about a different kind of salt.     After a while I realized that he wasn’t the

Conversation with Dr. samduu

Conversation with Dr. samduu I didn’t know him before 19th March, but he is a director, a teacher, a practitioner, a palm reader, a philosopher and a GNH expert. He is Dr. Samduu chettri, Director General of GNH centre, Thimphu. DR.Samdu, Principal, V.principal He visited our school for two days (i.e. 19th and 20th march). He gave a talk on GNH and highlighted some current situation of GNH throughout the world. The talk or the workshop was attended by all the staff and class ten students of Norbuling Central School. Accompanied by his own son, Dr. Samdu graced our school with his presence on The International Happiness Day. After two days of workshop, we hosted a decent dinner to show our gratitude towards them for coming in our school and passing on some important information. I was sitting with some of my colleague while having a dinner, however my eyes were on him just to make sure if he needs anything. There I noticed something about him. He would take a spoonf

7 things that I miss about PgDE B

I always wanted to write something on my favorite class, but you know writers block, it is so hard to break it. Anyways, here I am finally with one of my broken English article. Hope it will make you smile as it did to me. 2014 has been one of the best years of my life. I was placed in Samtse college of Education to undergo PgDE. And there I was in PgDE ‘B’. Here are the 7 things that I miss about PgDE ‘B’. 1. It wasn’t a class Yes! I mean it. It wasn’t just a class it was more than that. Pg B was huge collection of people from different background. Background; meaning intellectually.  There were idiots, well behaved, grownups, hyper, irri s (Irritating fellow), and others who laugh without a reason (ha ha ha). And there are some smart ass, at least who acted like one. However, in a bottom line, no matter what, when we (Pg B) are together, there is that condition created, where we feel that we mean something. Where every individual with different moods laugh out so loud, and f

Far away yet so close

           "...the days are numbered but you gave me forever... "  I am publishing one of my personal letter. I received this letter on our 2nd Anniversary.  We are not together anymore, however she was the best thing that ever happened to me. It is only love that i have for her. You are missed ^_^ 7th April,2015. DEAR Boyfriend, I just want you to know how much I love you. I want you to know that I have loved you for so much longer than you know. Since day one, since the day we first kissed. I remember the first time you called me yours. You have always just been that boy I couldn't forget. We have been together for 2 years. And those two years had been the best 2 years of my life.  You make me strong when I need help,when I feel weak. You make me happy when I feel like I am about to fall apart. You deal with my moods and I can't thank you enough for that. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I would love to wake up everyday n

…the last gift.

“Why would she do that? Have I done anything wrong? Was I too much?... should I call her? I think I should call her… no, she won’t receive the call again.... god, I don’t know what to do?..... ” . I could almost feel my heart burning, I wish I could shout to my full volume. My heart was broken, and these thoughts never stops. It is early afternoon and I am sitting on one of the benches in the clock Tower. I am really confused and I can barely bear the voices of my brain and heart. I came to Thimphu two days before. I told my parents that I am going to hospital, but in reality I came here to see my love. We have been together for almost 3 years now. She has a very beautiful smile. However, our relationship recently came to an end, yeah, we broke up. I still wonder the exact reason for our separation………..?????. I stayed in Thimphu for 4 days that time. Hours later, I manage to pull myself together. I knew these thoughts are going to pop up again, so I decided take a walk. I