A farmer by profession. A painter by destiny, was a man I met
unofficially in my school campus few months back. He is an extraordinary man. He
creates magic when he is with his little brush and a color. I bet you, his
painting skills will simply impress you. He not only does painting works but also does
farm work to keep his livelihood sound and alive.
He recently took some
painting works at my school campus. I met him for a brief moment when he
was busy painting Tazey (assembly podium). I
chanced to share about his painting works. For a while he claim to say that
government jobs are far superior and healthy to what he does. However, it took me long
to convince him even though I have backed with some good reasons to stand my claim.
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With unemployment on rise,
our curriculum must focus onto practical and hand on experience lessons,
broadening their knowledge and nurturing transferable skills to support their
success in school and later in their life. Education must prepare life beyond the syllabus to overcome
daily obstacles and challenges.
Rather than simply sipping in mere redundant unhealthy contents, our school must blend curriculum and some U-Turn
program with rich practical based learning of paintings, carpentry skills,
masonry skills, pastoral farming and arable farming, which shall benefit in building better, stronger and self-sufficient nation. We need thousands of
successful businessman, farm owners, painters, mason and agriculturist, who can
bring more money for themselves, community and the country. We need farmers who can supply our own farm produces –more
eggs, more pork, more rice, and more organic vegetables at a cheaper price.
His painting works not only
boost his livelihood but also he can send his kids to school without having to
loan money from his insatiate neighbors. Perhaps, whatever he earns, he
don't regret much for not being able to pursue his education. Education don't
alone make a living. Even if he would have been to school, he may have lend up
becoming a painter. So whatever he does, he seemed pretty content. He believes
in his painting skills. Perhaps, painting is his birth gift.
At first sight, I felt pity
on this little unschooled man, but after knowing him, I felt pity on myself.
His earning is impressive. His earning is roughly double my salary. Thank God!
I didn't mention my salary.
I not only have developed a
deep admiration for his work and earnings but also for his luxury of
time.
He mostly does a
traditional paintings, which symbolically represents country, dharma, peace and
spirituality. Above all it also represent the age old culture and tradition of
the country that have not even lost an inch of its original design and symbolic
representation that have existed for centuries.
From a school boy to a
bearded man, I am always impressed with Drukpa Kingley's divine red Phallus
painting on the doors of buildings and Lhakhangs. The size of his Phallus amaze
me the most. According to legends, Phallus painting on the walls have so
many benefits, it also represent the exclusive spirit and identity of the
Himalayan Kingdom. Indeed, almost all the paintings are said to have originated
from Tibet.
If I were a painter, I
don't have to be bound with 9 to 5 job and need not have to be under the
boss.
Someday, I wish to become a
painter…but the time will only going to tell.
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