The Talking Mountain

.....  It was  Zeba's  voice.   "Alone and free of angst and sorrow I've bled enough for today and tomorrow Now it is time for my bud to bloom I'm a sparrow in love with solitude All my secrets contained within me I sing aloud –I'm alone, finally!"   I can vividly feel my English teacher's voice explaining about the story titled, "God sees the truth, but waits", in a lovely but sad tone only to make the storyline strong and get into our nerves. Her expression echoes in my heart even today.  It's deeper than the ocean.    Reading through the story of  Zeba , I feel the other side of the humans is more cruel. For any good reasons that dragged her in the prison is anyone's guess.   The pain of losing her husband is unbearable and dragging her into the prison cell is more painful and losing her family man is unthinkable.    A house without windows is an astonishing story not just to read and leave behind, we must emulate and spread across the

Three days old in the new campus. Yet again, I became a new teacher in the old system. I hoped everything would fall in place with time was the only hope I had burning deep inside. Backed by His Majesty's praise for Bhutanese being so resilient and astute, mindful and respectful, I relied on self-trust to build my image again in a new place of many smart people. I would win the heart, or simply lose the race of my career built on trust and hardship.  It was during recess. I met a good-looking boy around the corridors busy lurking with another boy who had a much deeper look. They seemed to be caring nothing, but their existence. I could hear a few exchanges like town, mobile, data, yesterday, etc.  I saw one of the boys hanging " Liverpool FC " badge in his  doktha  (a small tie-like piece, which drabs the loose end of the front pocket to the other end). It gave me a nostalgic feeling of a boy I met in a similar fashion at my previous school. First few days elapsed with di

  Although it is completely a personal choice to wear a badge that one wishes. However, it is odd to see wide ranges of badges being worn by our youth today.  It's tempting me so much to share my personal opinion, so I am sharing this as a concerned citizen and not as an expert.  There is a vast array of badges with their own symbol and purpose in the market. Different people wear different badges for different reasons like promotion, identification, appreciation, honor, gratitude, respect, identity, etc.    The badge originated back in medieval times from the coat of arms carried by knights on their left side. For that reason, it is worn on the left chest, over the heart and is a reminder of the pledges or duty to protect law and order and loyalty.   Most people wear badges in formal events like office hours, meetings and concerts. It also shows one's personality and to style one’s outfit in the public space. However, wearing good badges of His Majesty The King gives extra coo

R inzin   Namgyal  Sir (Principal from 2013 to 2020) is one of the most dynamic school leaders in the history of  Zhemgang  Central School. He hails from a small village of  Langthel ,  Trongsa . He started his career as a Physics Teacher. Prior to joining  Zhemgang  CS as a full-hand principal, he served as a vice-chair of  Jigme   Sherubling  CS in the east.    A man of few words "born leader" has made all the difference at  Zhemgang  CS.  He has great leadership qualities and skills from which one can learn and grow  to be  an influential personality at school and beyond. It is important for every teacher  to be  a good leader and a role model to teach and lead students learning. He is truly a visionary leader. He knows where he is right and where he wants his school and colleagues  to be  in future. When he joined  Zhemgang  CS, no one knew this school would run well and would become one of the most sought schools among high school students and parents. But he made it pos