You are our Dynamite

Deal Melissa Wong.

Let be begin with the apology for the delay in delivering your donation packet meant for small school kids. I could receive your donation cartoon box only somewhere in the month of December 2017. By then most of the primary schools [equivalent to elementary school in your place] across the country gets over with academic session. It is almost time for 45+ day’s long holiday, we call winter break here. So, this way I could not delivery your gift pack last year. I kept it hold for the following year, 2018.

Unlike big schools, primary schools reopened only on Feb 13^th for kids. By then again it is time to celebrate HM’s birthday and in between we too have few days New Year’s holiday. So, the month of February in Bhutan is one of the busiest month. That is how I couldn’t reach your donation to schools. Again I wasn't sure to give your donation box straight to schools. I discussed exclusively with my principal for the most appropriate schools and the kids. We discussed about the possibility of more disadvantaged kids within the District [province or state in your country]. Unanimously we finally decided to send your donation box to two schools –Barpong Primary School which house for 23 students and two teachers. Degala Primary School which house for 26 students and two teachers. Degala PS has two muscular teachers who looks after these 26 students; two teachers are their parents, brother, sister, energizer, hero, idol and even a big cat. 

  

I am unsure how shall I begin my conversation with you. I am thoroughly touched by your affection, warmth and concern to my country. I am out of word to describe all these; your love for the Bhutanese children and to my country, Bhutan in particular. I know how much close you are with Bhutan and Bhutanese already. I know the best of the best. Since, your magnanimous action tells us so much more than the words can describe. It is –beyond word to express your novelty. I can’t express your love for Bhutan in any forms of kindness at any cost either.

I was worn in the land of Thunder Dragon, country full of mountains and valleys. You were born somewhere far away in the west to a beautiful island. You live somewhere in the Skyscrapers which I have just seen on television, where I live in the traditional Bhutanese mud house which you are very familiar. It maybe –beyond your dream to recall when I say this to you and you know the best because I knew you have already visited my country for several times now. Perhaps, it is very true and genuine. But it is very happy to say that both of us share a common ideology and the passion for doing a social justice, service above self. We love kids, kids who are unprivileged in thousand ways.

Although Bhutan is govern by the principle of GNH yet it is difficult to meet and cover the days demand, demands of three decent meals for many of us. The reasons could be the difficult land geography and the other could be our fate. For many parents it is always difficult to meet the demands of their school going kids, the basic requirements of stationery items is hard to spell, not to forget their school uniform and school bags most of the time remains as a promising lips story. I mean there is a huge challenge in meeting all these demands.

There are challenges and hope for all these in coming times and you have rescued at least 50 innocent soul this time with your little stationery gift packet. It means a lot for them and Bhutan. It means a lot for the parents of those innocent kids. It means a lot for Ministry of education. It means a lot for teachers working there, in the most remote pocket of the Zhemgang District. Honestly, they are untouched by many modern amenities – motorable road, technologies, market, etc etc…are just their far dream from now.

To reach their schools it can takes approximately four to five hours for a muscular man from the nearest road head. But they may be the happiest people, untouched by all most all the modern gears to drive them away from families and friends. They have plenty of time to play with their mates at schools and parents at home. In fact, they have the luxury of time and space. For these innocent kids you became the new hope and the light even though you are several oceans away.   

I have already conveyed your goodwill messages of hopes and aspirations through their school principals. I hope two school principals would have done it well. These kids are our hope and our future leaders who will be driving us more into the changing world of humanity. I am also very sure they have a very special heart for you. You are already in their heart. You are their idol. You are their point of reference and you will be remembered for rest of their life.

Nevertheless, on behalf of them, their parents, teachers and principals I would like to thank you so much for the donation, donation you have made for these innocent kids of far-flung village of Digala and Barpong under Zhemgang District.

Note: The below are the images of Degala Primary School kids and two school teachers. I will update when I get Barpong Primary School detail images. Thank you so much!

Note: Melissa Wong is a lady who live in Australia. Born in China-Malaysia. She donated 50 numbers of gift packet of basic stationery to primary kids.

What you think about Book Business?

"Dear Sirs and Madams" I have book to sell. Would you all not mind to have a copy each, please? The book is authored by our fellow Bhutanese and it's a good book to read. The book has an excellent inside story. At least you all can buy for your kids, please. The cost of the book is Nu. 350.00.  

"Sir, please can you wait for a moment." I needed to discuss this matter with my wife. I waited with little hope and the reply was, "sir my wife had already planned to buy her hair gel." So sorry Sir. It's Okay. I said. Anyway, thank you so much for your interest. 

Perhaps, the most gut-wrenching moment is when you are made to wait and hear nothing positive. However, I did not stop here. I went straight into different classes and posed the same question.

"Dear boys and girls" I have book to sell. If you are interested to have a copy of the book please you can see me with Nu. 350. To further authenticate and arose some curiosity I have them briefed on the book and the author. I told them it's a good book to read but at the same time I also warned them, the author isn't the owner of Silicon Valley nor an American Boy. The author is an ordinary fellow Bhutanese, friend of everyone. However, I could happily read some reluctant faces in some corners. I have seen many have openly submitted their unwillingness and few have turned down as far as to south.  

So many question started to erupt over into my mind. How many of us read books for fun? How often we take our kids to book shop? Are our kids cultured to buy and read books? Do we want our kids to be a good reader when they finish their schooling? Can reading a book help school going children do better in their academics? Are we still hoping to get all free supply of reading book for our kids? Are we waiting for national reading week to come? 

But in my case, I have to sell those books. So, I kept chasing for each willing buyers till I finish my job. Honestly, I did not stop there when I was tired and exhausted. I tried and sold all the copies of the book like a hot cake.

Anyone planning to publish a book in near future need to ask questions like the market opportunities and the publishing house before putting pen to paper. I see particularly there are huge risk involved in this business. I feel so sorry for the willing heart though. 

If you think reading can create magic, buy a book of any kinds and start to read from now. 

Note: This article is completely a personal expression of the author and do not intend to harm anyone in any form.

You are the greatest gift of all

This week seemed so hectic, full and busy. BBC news wasn't so fair either; Trump falling into Kim Jong Un's trap was the most read international headline. But I was deeply sadden by the death of Science Superstar, Stephen Hawking. Because I look him as a crazy idiot. Perhaps, whole science family would miss his donkey work someday. Although, he left us but his science legacy shall remain forever. We have lost a great mind and a humble human being. But on the other hand, I doubt on Trump's legacy after his presidency. Besides all these attack and uprising of serious political unbalance within and outside we did not forget to make your day special and memorable.  

My Dear Daughter.

18^th March, 5:36PM, 2017 will be a very special for your mom and me. It is the most awaited date for your mom and me. It is the day you came to us as a little girl. The day your mom had risked her life just to get you out. The day your mom had experienced one of the most hurtful pain in the world. The night your mom had a cat sleep because she had to feed you often. I saw these part of your mom since I was busy accompanying your mom to put you into sleep. Needless to say that your big mama and distant Aunty was also present to see you. Therefore, don't forget to Thank Your Mom, big mama and our Distant Aunty when you turn sweet sixteen.   

We are happy for you since you turn one year today. Today is your First Birthday! So, unlike other day, it is a very special day for your mom and me. Today I feel as if I won some Oscar Award for something, felt completely swept up in the euphoric mood.

Perhaps this is your first birthday celebration and having you as our baby girl is the greatest gift of all. We have been waiting this moment for so long and finally it knock the door of your mom and dad. Nothing in the world seemed to me as special as today. It is your day! Nothing in the world would felt so powerful than the love I saw in your little face. Over the months you have given meaning to our life and played a significant role in reshaping our life. You have made us more responsible and watchful than before. You have showed us the triangle of love. When we feel morose, you make us feel happy and when we feel apart, you reunite us. Perhaps, you are an amazing baby girl and we are lucky to have you. 

Your birthday was planned just ordinary and simple, no expensive cake to cut and not even a Happy Birthday Song was played. It was exceptionally humble and Bhutanese style. But remember, we did it worth for you to live another thousand lives and forever with us. We made an offerings of some butter lamps and recited silent prayers for your continued good health and prosperity. Nonetheless, I pray with all my heart to bless you with all the happiness in the world.  Every day when the day turn into a pitch dark with nothing to be seen outside, I used to close my window shutter and used to take a quick watch at your sleep and fall in love with you.  

You have always given us the room to lift our happiness and banish misery. We always enjoy each moment of our life spent with you. One good thing is we are growing old with you and it will be the sweetest memory we would carry till the very end.

We feel happy to see you grow into a strong, bold, unique and beautiful girl but you are becoming more naughty and disobedient. You already started to dominate us. You are the new boss in the town!     

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LITTLE GIRL!

First few minutes of your life.
You are measured and weighted. 

You are inside the photo-therapy to
reduce your body bilirubin level. 

Your first official bathe with
your big mama.

This is officially your first
medical check-up for weight,
height and other fitness.

This is your first foot gear.

You are fit and fine inside
Uncle Tshogyal's hemchu.

You are the boss.