A small vow

1st year in the college

2nd  year  in the college

On 19^th March 2011, I strode in this lushly college with a worry carrying in my little mind, a worry of staying without my family and my dearest friends. I was new to this place and everything appeared fresh and new to me. Hostel seemed like dungeon and the academic campus seemed murky. Still then I endured my journey of learning with my eagerly interest.

3rd year in the college

Days rolled into weeks, weeks into months and months into years and now after staying in this heavenly abode for 3 years 5 months and 15 days, my perspective on this place has transformed to a new butterfly from the cocoon. I gave my greatest zeal on everything that I have encountered and I have adhered to all the erudite lecturers. 

4th year in the college

Right now when I look into my stay in the college I am realizing that I am left with only 2 months and after that I will lose the charm of staying as a student. I will miss the magnificent beauty of the college, the amiable buddies and most vitally my best companion.

I am obliged to all the individuals who have momentously given their precious knowledge in developing me both as a human and humane.

I may not pay back your prodigious efforts but surely I will pay back your efforts to the future eminent youths of Bhutan.

Revealing my little secret

Yesterday I went through my little old diary and found an interesting note jotted on my diary. It was about my life’s first kiss and it was written when I was in 1^st year. Today I am bestowing my little secret to all my fellow bloggers and to all the avid readers. If we want to keep our memories new and fresh don’t stop writing and today after 3 years I am having my memories because of my little writing. As a learner we should know that the power of writing is boundless and writing has the power to transform your old memories into new fresh ones.

I wrote this article on 28^th May, 2011 at 8:45pm in the new hostel room number two.  And here is the article….

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Today I was blessed with a nonchalant sterile kiss on my lips. People say the first kiss is for first love but for me it was just different. My first kiss was with a comrade in the field of military kisses. When her fresh lips started touching my rim lips I was in complete ecstasy. Indeed her lip was just exquisite. When she was asked to kiss me, my little brownish face was turned into roseate face.

It was hilarious to experience the situation because I blushed like a girl, and I can’t believe that the girl kissed me instead of me kissing the girl. It’s a miracle that has happened to me. Wow!

Experiencing the hostile life of ordinary human being, now I can proudly share to my friends that I also know how to kiss a girl.

Now and then after my life’s first kiss I am falling for her and hope my suspicious love for her is true. I want to share the whole experience to her but my incompetent ability is not allowing me to be a daring confessor.

An area for unbounded learning

Photo by Dawa

Photo by Dawa

I started giving tuition to few students at Dechenchholing starting from 3^rd of January, 2014 to 3^rd of February, 2014 for the duration of one month. I randomly taught the subjects ranging from English to value education and many more. My tuition was not like others, I focused mostly on teaching the students with friendliness and interactively so that I would be getting the information on what student expects from teachers and with an objective to assist my research paper. Sometimes I organized field trip and went near the river to spent some time and learn the real beauty of nature. I made them write poem and essays on their perspective on natures. We even visited few sacred monasteries like Pangrizampa and other lhakhangs in order to instill the values and realize the precious cultures we have. My teaching included from academics to fun time like dancing and singing. I acted as a friend to my students as most of the students like a teacher who is jollier and mingles with them. They enjoyed my sessions and they even told me to spare Sundays and come to class and study, which indicated a soaring potential with my teaching. The process went on and I saw some improvement in some of the students and I was more encouraged to teach. I feel that my teaching has injected few medicines in the students and I could see students improving their four strands of language (speaking, listening, reading and writing). During one month period of teaching I could practice some of the skills that I have acquired in the college and I could discover some of my own skills to handle children. It really helped me in going with my research module in next semester. Despite teaching I learnt more from my students and it encourages me to teach with my hear and soul together.

Unnoticed hero in the heart of city

A man, who is barely in early sixties and doesn't know his identity, is found in the heart of Thimphu city working to a family. When I come in the morning to catch the bus in city bus stand I see him tirelessly working and washing the dishes. Even in the evening when I come back to city busy parking I see the same face with same posture standing and washing away the dishes. He has been taken care by one of the family for more than a decade and in return he has to work to the family who owes a shop from dawn to dusk.  He is a hero who has neither appeared in television nor in papers but today I would like to present him on my blog with abundant pride infront of all my fellow bloggers and readers.

The city bus stand is a place where all the people gathers and goes to their respective destination. With many people coming to the place, I see people taunting and laughing at him as physically he appears like bushman and he is short at his height. Even though he is dumb, he responds with a boundless smile to those people who derris him.

When I was waiting for the bus I saw him working with full devotion. For a while I even forgot to blink as I was deeply in his pure aesthetic work. I tried to call him with various names but I was denied by his silence overriding his concentration to his work.After sometime my bus came and I was forced to sit in the city bus because if I wait outside I will not get the seats to sit. I rushed inside the bus like never before but my mind was still on him. From the bus through the glass I watched him working and expecting a zealous look from him but no matter how much I looked at him there wasn't any sigh from the man.

When I was about to move from that place, he looked at me and gave me a weird smile and waved me off. I was in complete bliss and ecstasy with his magnificent smile.

He is a hero who is unnoticed in this busy world and he leads a good moral and I would like to salute him for his independence even though dumb.

Leafless tree and Friendless heart

Winter appears with prodigious dedication and the leafs on the tree never halts wilting. I can see the tress wearing no leafs which leaves the arid trunks an incomplete tree without leafs. Dry environs and leafless tress makes my heart a friendless soul. Whatever I do, it becomes fruitless and barren without you, whoever I meet it resembles you, I find you as my angel in my reverie and my thoughts are filled with your charismatic face. The reasons behind all this happenings are my true love for you and my heart suffocates in the absence of your aromatic aroma.

If I have a magic eraser I will erase all the dates and directly make February 10^th, 2013 skipping all the dates in-between so that I can meet you and have some conversations with you.Even sun cannot brighten my darkness and moon cannot amuse my ideal heart. What I need is your presence with my handholding with yours. I am dying without you and when will these vacation end.

Ah! It really hurts my heart and the bizarre feeling injects me everywhere. I really need you and really want to be with you. Without you, my life is in comatose and no one can help me except you.

Without vacillating I want to sleep in your heart for eternity.

 Love you Kinley

Thank You Note

Dear Father,

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I am humbled to write a note to you after a long time since our departure. Hope you are still watching me from somewhere with your inestimable adoration. I remembered an incident when I was in class in one. Our class teacher had asked us to fill a form which demanded us to write some information about our parent. I knew without any problem, my mother’s information but when I was about to write about you, my hand trembled, I didn’t have any information. When I reached home I started flinging tenacious questions to my Mom. For some time she was completely silent. After few seconds she responded in her melancholic voice that my father was no more in the world. Hearing the devastating news my heart ached and bore a severe wound that would never heal.

Neither can I see you nor hear you but I can feel your presence with my different senses which you gave me as a gift. I have no other means to send this memorandum to you except in prayers so that you can feel my true pent up feelings. When I hear my friends talking about their father, I feel your absence deeply and painfully. Even then I thank you for having me as your son and for giving this beautiful life.

I thank you for guiding me every day with your fondness and staying with me like an inseparable shadow. Even though you are not alive, I seek your help whenever I need to take decisions and you give me the positive energy to take the right decision. Thank you for the helping hand when and your immeasurable blessings. Your love is injected in my heart erasing all my obnoxious defilements. Thank you for giving those siblings whom I am proud of. They are a treasured in my heart of museum.

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When I reminisce the exquisite moment when you used to sing a lullaby to me and when you used to play with, I feel so desperate and anxious to meet you. Whenever I miss you, I look in the sky and try to craft and visualize your charming face in those clouds but your image seems blurred. You had left me when was only three before I could even recognize your face. So, I imagine your face like mine because I am sure we would have resembled.

Lastly, I am sending this letter from this earth to empty sky hoping it will reach your place. Eighteen years without you, a fatherless child as they call me, I have suffered still I feel that you are connected to me. I hope and pray to god that we meet in my next generation and we enjoy a life together as son and father.

Your son,

Dawa

4 hours in RTC (Royal Thimphu College)

It was 9^th of November, 2013 and 9^th convocation was organized by Royal University of Bhutan (RUB) in RTC, Thimphu. More than two thousand graduates from nine colleges who have graduated in the year 2011 and 2012 gathered at RTC football play ground with highly hopes to inject His Majesty’s speech in their life. I along with my two colleagues represented our college. We were enthusiastic to see and hear His Majesty potent speech. At 10:50 am everyone saw His Majesty arriving in chipdrel ceremony and the graduates were graced upon His Majesty’s presence.

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After the presentation of graduates by Director, Department of Academic Affairs, the dying awaited period was fragmented by His Majesty dominant speech. The bold voice came in everyone’s ear making our ear much more comfortable.

His Majesty congratulated all the graduates for successfully completing their course and thanked all the teachers who played a vigorous role in making them who they are. His Majesty also shared upon the concern he has in preserving the culture and maintaining peace and prosperity in the country. He also added that as a graduate and as an individual we must not quit in whatever we do instead we must continue our journey towards achieving the things. The striking quote that he shared to the entire graduates was “where there is a will there is a way”. We Bhutanese are unique and creative and His Majesty believes in every Bhutanese that we will not take failure as a last option while working. He concluded by wishing the entire graduates a tenacity, clarity of thoughts and stamina of boundless wisdom.

The program ended with flawless cultural items presented by RTC students and a lunch for the entire crowd.

3 PCA - The Paradise Class

A class of paradise with abundance bliss and joy

The mates, bright and enthusiastic learner

A skill of pure hard work born within the hearts

Mellowed fellows always cling to varieties of books

Pupil’s with immeasurable and boundless knowledge

Ever ready to be an epitomized teacher in their future

3 PCA blessed with 33 students.

Colossal Anush with a boundless knowledge,

Wily Bhagi an avid reader,

Gallant Bijay a cyber-scholar,

Fervent Budha an efficacious sportsman,

Amiable Chencho the tallest guy in the class,

Affable Chencho Zangmo the sincere student,

Adoring Korean a nabob in using metaphors while writing,

Loyal Chorten the jovial lady,

Marvelous Darjang the alluring hero,

Elegant Dawa Euden the attraction maker,

Unobtrusive Dawa Tshering the hushed bod,

Splendours Dechen Cena with a modest smile,

Chirpy Dechen Choden an archetypal companion,

Nonchalant Khaw Je the paramour,

Chubby Dechen Tshomo a perfect bosom,

Buoyant Dechen Wangdi the committed guy,

Resilient Dechen Zangmo the gentle spouse,

Enthusiastic Deepak the Grandees of PCA,

Plumpish Dekar Lhamo the great adviser,

Ebullient Deki Wangmo the holy girl,

Bouncy Dema Lhamo the flawless colleague,

Perkish Dema Yangzom the snowist snowwoman,

Captivating Dorji Pelden the amusing mate,

Hilarious Sampa the witty man,

Introverted Etsho the adroit learner,

Glittering Gaki the dexterous mom,

Exquisite Ganga the mellowing lady,

Mesmerizing Guru Wangmo the prodigious book lover,

Beaming Jambay the grin creator,

Nifty Jamyang a proficient guy,

Obedient Kencho a compassionate soul installer,

Sparkling Tashi the heart comforter of all.

May the sky of class be filled with joy and ecstasy

With profound thirst of learning

And live happily forever.

Happy Five Couples

One feels incomplete if one is not there. For them they consider love as a life and life as a love. They vow themselves in keeping their unfading love till perpetuity.  I am proud to present the names of couples in our class.

1.Budha Bir Rai and Dechen Zangmo

A man known for his excellence in sports meets a woman who is a hardworking in every field.

2. Cheten Tashi and Eden Tshomo

Endearing and jaunty guy meets with his soul mate that has chubby pink cheek and loves nurturing nature.

3. Darjang Wangdi and Dechen Choden

A man who can supple his heart with different pupil encounters an exquisite lady who can support her hubby in any situation.

4. Dechen Dorji and Dekar Lhamo

Photo courtesy: Cheten Tashi's Face Book page.

A true believer of eloquent love meets his partner who is always dedicated and committed to her love.

5. Jambay Dorji and Dema Yangzom

A man known for his captivating smile meets a girl who can sustain her hubby’s smile for eternity.

We revere you all and we will follow your foot steps in bringing the love alive and giving the life to the relation. May everyone’s relation endure the life of sun and the endless river. 

Unfortunate Lover

She was one of those whom god lost from heaven. She was an angel with a face filled fully with never dwindling smile. Her name was Tshomo. Tshomo likes painting and she likes nurturing natures. In her class she was known for her simplicity and her tenacity in remaining evergreen. Tshering who was her class mate always left a strong witticism whenever he talks with her. He used to tease himself with her infront of all their classmates. Her lovely cheek turns pink and blushes away whenever Tshering teased her. As a friend Tshering always admired her exquisite natural beauties and they remained a good friend.

As days rolled into weeks and weeks into months he found himself attached with Tshomo. Since he was a good friend of Tshomo everyone in the class started teasing them. When they sat together, they compromised that they are not more than a good friend.

Photo by Dawa

As they were in teen the striking word “love” over ruled them. Tshering who was a believer of love supported love as a robust phenomenon towards his life. Since his sagacity thoughts was disturbed by the word ‘love’ even when visiting bathroom he heard pupils chattering about love, when he read books, he found that love can change everything and he started becoming a peculiar believer of love.

Tshering soon realized that he was in love with his best friend Tshomo; he started acting dissimilar to that of his real behaviour in front of Tshomo. Whenever he had a conversation with her he always had an eloquent conversation about his feelings. He tried to share his desperate words with her but faith didn't favour him in confessing his own precious love meant for her.

Even then he loved her more than himself, wrote a poem about her, dreamt many times, shared with many friends about his meekness love, and crafted her image in his most desiring heart.

He did justice to his love by not mingling with any of the ladies and staying quietly beholding at her beautiful inseparable beauties but some days he heard that Tshomo was in relation.

When he heard the irksome information, he didn’t believe as she as fine girl who will never be in this state of affairs. Few days later he started noticing that her unprofessional behaviour was ruling over her rosy behaviour.

From then, he sobbed internally leaving no tears to shed out, his sense was senseless, lost his appetite, his eyes became dull, he remained in nostalgic state and he was not able to control his emotions. Though alive he was paralyzed internally with a torment live.

He lived his life without meaning and still he is continuing the journey of optimist life.

Theme: “If you love someone don’t wait , just confess it !” So that there won’t be any regret from your side.

Enjoy with Pride

Photo: Dawa

The year when all the high school students finishes crossing their rigid schooling days and when they start soaring themselves within the floppy places so called college. Some starts roaming and some enjoy at their fullest taking full freedom of their own freedom.  Though immature, vehemently they start acting matured as they are bounded with broadest minded pupils.

Once the individuals are fully adjusted in the college, they interact and meet new faces, later their bosom friends. Unwittingly, days turn into weeks, weeks into months and months into year and finally you find everyone calling you acho and aue (elder people).

Why the time in college hurries like an unstoppable river?

While staying in the colleges always work hard with utmost ability putting your dedication in it. Enjoy the life of college and try to learn different things which are alien to you so that the memories will be stored in the history of your brain and it will never dwindle away.

  

External and Internal bliss

It was 4:00 in the morning when I was awake. I put on the curtain but it was not yet dawn. When I went outside my room I saw the sky giving a shower to the down earth with slight rain. ‘Ah what a boring day to start’ I uttered within myself. The feeling of inferiority was striking my mind as the day seemed gloomy.

Teachers in Gaupel Lower Secondary School

After a while my mind was tickled by some reminders. I thought intensively and tried to recollect the things. Thank god! I remembered that I have a day long to go with my tutor Madam Sangay Bidha to Gaupel Lower Secondary School.

At 8:30 am I met my tutor and we drove to Gaupel Lower Secondary School. Opps!!!! I forgot to write why did we go to the school?

A flower near Madam's apartment

Madam and I went to school to conduct School Based Improving Program (SBIP) by introducing phonetics to the teacher though they have some knowledge about phonetics. “Ahem ahem”  I was not a teacher there!!!! I went along with my tutor to learn phonetics like other teachers and to assist my tutor. Clinging with madam Sangay for 3 hours I learnt many things. Madam changed my empty bag of brain by putting the jewels of knowledge.

When the program came to end I directly looked at the bluish sky and saw the sun shining like never before capturing all the darkness and clouds boogying with their slow tempo making the day a complete journey.

Delicious and mouth watery food made prepared by Madam at her home reminded me of my mother’s love and affection to me. Thank you god and madam for providing me with a colossal opportunity to learn and be a fit individual in the society.

Outwardly today’s weather was favourable with my interior emotions being guided by a new learning of knowledge. In my little brain I’ve written today’s memories with never fading ink and it will be preserved ever in my heart of museum.