The Talking Mountain

  Source: Tiktok, pic 1/4 Source: Facebook, pic 2/4 The Royal Kupar 1/4 and 2/4 are on top of my list of beautiful photographs. In the picture frame our beloved king and Indian PM Modi was seen sharing some top vision for the two nations. It caught my attention for the fact that our beloved king was with his diary and a pen, ready to embark on Bhutan vision to PM Modi Je and vice-versa. What a rare moment! It shows our beloved king one humble human being down to earth ruling monarch in the world. As much as it looks humble, it unveils his concern and love for his nation. It's truly unparalleled to compare with anything, anytime. We must learn as a nation what it means to be a king, and live life by example. It is absolutely rare to see any past and present kings of the world seen with pen and paper in high-level discussion.  Source: Facebook, pic 3/4 Source: Facebook, pic 4/4

Source: Video Clip (Tiktok) Like anyone, my wife has a dream. Indeed, a beautiful dream. As much as it is beautiful, it is an expensive one. Perhaps, there is nothing wrong with dreaming, after all a dream is a dream.    Lately, she sent me a short clip of her dream house in a messenger chat. It's a beautiful Mansion of one of the Bollywood stars. It just blew off my mind. How on earth do people have such an amazing idea and a lifestyle? It's simply an engineering marvel. How others live life is our wish -would someday be possible for us to live just as our wish?  Anyway, I felt pity for my wife.    As I watched the whole clip, many things ran down my mind. One time I felt sad because I was born in a working-class family, not so rich to afford to live like the rich do. On the other hand, I was optimistic because I got to learn many things from this kind of simple lifestyle, which is so natural and beautiful. As I know life is not just about money, luxury, and po...

  Source: HM's Facebook Page Source: HM's Facebook Page It is awe-inspiring to see our people arrive from the night before and wait in the cold outdoors, to celebrate National Day at the stadium. There can be no better demonstration of the Bhutanese people’s love and loyalty for the nation. This year’s National Day is truly special – Her Majesty the Royal Grandmother, who is 93, made it a point to be here in person, along with His Majesty the Fourth Druk Gyalpo and Their Majesties the Gyalyums. On this auspicious occasion, I want to offer my deepest respects to His Majesty the Fourth Druk Gyalpo. First, I want to know if you have heard about the development of a new city in Gelephu. Good, I’m pleased that the community representatives I met over the year have kept you well informed. Today, I want to formally share plans for the new city in Gelephu to establish an economic hub for Bhutan. It is important that you fully understand why we are embarking on this national initiative....

Now my results are out and I think it's a perfect time for me to thank my wife for being my chef. And also time to reflect on what went right and what needs to be improved for the remaining semesters.  I know what it takes to be in the kitchen after a daylong exhausting hour of work. Despite tremendous hardship both physically and mentally – missing kids back home, she did not hesitate to cook for us.  This shows the love and respect we've for each other. When she was busy in the kitchen, I did not waste a single moment. I did my best to complete lecture recordings and slides, assignments and presentations, making notes and preparing for the quizzes, tests, and exams. After nearly four months of intense labor, I've successfully made it to the next semester. This is nothing but a combined effort of my wife and me. Thank you for preparing delicious meals. If there were not any healthy meals on the plate, I wouldn’t have achieved anything more. All credit goes to my wife for s...

Image: Sahar Rai Image: Sahar Rai Image: Sahar Rai Image: Sahar Rai Image: Sahar Rai In a land where Kangaroos roamed freely, two strangers from the tiny Himalayan kingdom of Bhutan found themselves in a dreamland. We met as newcomers to Australia, each feeling like an outsider in a land that was so different from our beloved Bhutan. Little did I know that this chance encounter would evolve into a lasting friendship. As time passed, Tashi and I went from being strangers to close friends. More than anyone, I've known my friend Tashi for the past 6 months as a cool, handsome man with an amusing nature. Our shared vision for our homeland, Bhutan, brought us together. We dreamt of a Bhutan where politics would serve the greater good and our tiny kingdom would thrive on ethical and sustainable principles. Our discussions revolved around these ideals, and we felt a sense of urgency to serve our motherland with the utmost sincerity and honesty.  We deeply promised to take home one, or man...

Dear Farmers of Kikhar, Zhemgang                                                                                                 Source: kuenselonline.com ... "I have decided not to continue with mushroom cultivation."  Grieved  Thinley from  Kikhar, Zhemgang on the disappointment of mushroom farming.  I have passed the following blind comment on the Kuensel post dated October 2.  "We are too fast to conclude. We must try the maximum, give our best, explore means and need to be innovative. This is good news but discouraging for others in such pursuit. Nothing comes easy. There are no free meals in life." I am quite adamant that I may have sounded rude and a bit selfish. Wh...

A journey away from home is both exhilarating and overwhelming. Perhaps, the journey of exploration, growth and adaptation. It tests someone's interpersonal skills and courage to overcome all the diverse challenges that lie ahead.   Therefore, my expedition in the Land of Kangaroo is no different. It could be undoubtedly for the place I come from, and the world view I hold of the lake is too big for the ocean to me.    The brief experience of being in Canberra for a little over a month has opened my eyes, but not so much to get along with my university life. The campus to me is like entering into the zombie land. I am still not so sure how many gates the university has in total. Lost several times for not being able to trace back the route, losing my own parked car.  It was a moment of learning and embarrassment; a moment I shall cherish forever.    Amid my lost state of mind, I saw a program called "UC Thrive - Student Mentor Program" through the universit...

 Article... coming soon...! The life of a car washer is a journey that begins before the sun breaks through the icy morning. Each day starts with the promise of hard work and the challenge of battling the elements. From the frosty dawn to the mid-day boiling heat and the windy afternoon, the car washer's life is a relentless dance with the weather.   As I step out into the icy morning, the chill seeps into my bones. The first task is to gather my tools such  a s  bucket , hose ,  and  s hammy . The cars are still wrapped in a blanket of frost, and I shiver as I approach them. The cold water hits my fingers like a thousand pinpricks as I begin to wash the cars, but I press on with determination.   By mid-day, the world has transformed into a scorching inferno. The sun beats down relentlessly, turning the cars into ovens. My skin burns from the scalding surfaces as I scrub and rinse, sweat pouring down my face. The wind occasionally provides some relief,...