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I am Getting Little Crazy

Many people choose to go to university after gaining some work experience, while others go right after finishing college. I, however, started my higher education a bit later, but I am grateful I had the chance to study at a good university in Australia.

The journey from high school to college and then to university helped me grow and think more maturely. Moving from a rudimentary setting to a world-class campus, I feel very lucky to be surrounded by students who share similar dreams and goals.

University life, as many say, is fun, though it comes with a mix of everything. You might feel relaxed at first, but it usually comes with a lot of responsibilities and accountability.

As part of a unit assignment, I recently submitted a project to design a simple IT infrastructure. We were asked to create a business model, or company that required basic IT infrastructure with cybersecurity at its core. For me, naming the company was easy—I called it "Dodo AutoWork."

While some might not see the significance, the name "Dodo" holds a special meaning for me. It's the name I gave to a bird I heard singing on Gatton Street.

As an enthusiastic bird watcher and photographer, I had the opportunity to observe and photograph a similar bird in Bumthang Valley back in 2016 during one of my trips to the valley. It didn't take much effort to recognize this bird singing; I immediately knew it was an Australian Magpie (Although there are different types of magpies, their sounds are quite similar).

My first night was a bit strange, but it was also filled with memories as I listened to the Magpie's occasional warbling, which kept me company all night.

I have been waiting for the right moment to share my feelings about the name I gave to the Magpie on Gatton Street. So when I had the chance, I chose "Dodo" as the name for my future business venture.

I took a risk, hoping this name would become an important part of my career, inspired by the Magpie's ability to soar high in the sky.

Who knows, maybe I will be the next Bill Gates!


Fictional IT company with this bird's name-dodo!


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