The Talking Mountain

Lately, I was engaged in unloading and re-stacking of FCBL stocks. In fact, I have never seen such a huge pile of rice and oil in my life. It was a lifetime experience. Thanks to the naughty covid19 virus.  As I was busy with my work, I came across this brand of rice named after a sweet Dzongkha Name. It drew all my attention. It immediately threw so many questions within myself. Is it a Bhutanese product? Which Dzongkha did it? Which farm? Is it from  Punakha  or  Tsirang  or  Sarpang ? With so many doubts in my mind, I immediately checked the details of the rice only to find that the rice came from a very far away place, from the people of North Eastern Regions of Punjab in India.  Then came this reply within me, the Indians are brilliant people not only in the field of science and medicine but also in re-designing and inventions. The Indians are not like the Hill people, who just eat and sleep.  We need such polite business manner...

My King - HM Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck Sunday, 16 May As usual I was surfing my fb to update some burning news, I came across one of my fb friends profile pic as His Majesty's Boyhood Photograph. For a few minutes, I was lost looking at the beautiful  Kupar  of His Majesty. It is remarkably beautiful. It immediately became one of my favourite HM's Kupar on my phone. I grew up looking at My King but never this lovely photograph. It made my day so happy despite the distressing news of COVID19 across the globe. So before I set to download the pic, I quickly rolled through HM's official fb page to check the pic. I couldn't find the pic. I made a guess, it must be from somewhere else. However, I couldn't stop downloading the photograph of His Majesty. Nothing has barred me from downloading the photograph and keeping it in my phone as a souvenir. It added one more collection of His Majesty's photograph in my phone. Nevertheless, I have immediately put up ...

Name of the book: All I really need to know I learned in kindergarten Author: Robert Fulgham Book genre:  Reference work Year of publication: 1988 Indeed, this book is a collection of essays that basically talks about human life from a different perspective. It came at the cost of real life experiences that the author of the book had felt when his young school days had gone long ago but what remains behind are all his memories. That hunted him and at times made him overly sick of the life at his kindergarten. As you read down through different topics, one can get a bit of guidance, inspiration and way of life. Above all,  some of the topics in the book illustrate that some of the most important life lessons are the ones that we learn early can be used for the rest of our life. It is this book that gave me a lot of my past memories that I had like the author in my school days both in primary and high school. All are gone but memories are still clear and some of the actions and...

This majestic waterfall which starts somewhere from the middle of the giant mountain opposite to Zhemgang town.  It tumbles onto the hard rocks joyfully, forms a deep pool before it makes its way down to a small river close-by and flows out into  Mangduechhu  basin. Since, the area is thickly populated with broadleaf forest. Therefore, it is perennial.  However, during the summer the volume swells up and becomes more sonorous but it never fails to bring hopes for both villagers nearby and other wildlife.  According to some elders, this waterfall is very secret and special for them. For a long period of time they have a belief that the size of this waterfall is an indication of whether they can be prosperous or not for that year. The entire village makes an offering of their first harvest of paddy and other essential crops to this waterfall and mountain deity for being so protective and assured for bountiful yield for next season. Therefore, as much as ...

Name of the book: My Green School, an outline Year of publication: 2014 Author: ex-education Minister Thakur S Powdyel    This is not a book about life and death, war and peace, technology and the Internet, King and country, men and women, mountain and valley. But rather the book is about the vision for a good education system.    To get such wisdom from someone highly acclaimed, respected, organized and disciplined in education is something very rare and special –someone who has already lived in endless hearts across the country for being exceptionally critical and good in nurturing and delivering not only topics but also life lessons that can be useful –beyond school campus.   I felt the book is exceptionally good not only for present times but also for the future. As always the message is very clear from the author that we must learn to live life with education that comes only at the cost of colossal personal sacrifices.   As I flipped the last paragr...

The final vehicle confirmation came at a very short notice. It was already past mid-day. I rushed in haste to catch the only vehicle plying for  Gelephu .    The driver was new to me although we live in the same mountain and shop from the same town. He happily offered me the front seat of his utility vehicle. As we progressed with the journey, I could see some farmhouses, farmers toiling in their fields, passerby on their own, birds chirping in styles, winds at its best and sun just like any other day. So, before we progressed deep inside the valley, for the last time I sent my silent prayers to the almighty of giant Black Mountain to safeguard my journey.     We hardly exchanged a few words of introduction with each other; we met a mid-aged man desperately looking for a lift at  Tingtibi  try-junction. As I heard the driver assuring him the lift, he hurriedly grabbed his bag and took the empty seat behind me. I saw him joyful and happy....