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My King. BBS

I often wonder if there's anyone more handsome, thoughtful, wise, profound, visionary, exceptional, and capable than our King.

In a small nation like Bhutan, with a population of just seven hundred thousand, if everyone can adopt the same mindset as our King, we could easily achieve anything and become one of the world's leading nations, even in terms of GDP.

There is no doubt about championing Gross National Happiness (GNH) and become global ambassadors of this unique philosophy. 

There are countless things I admire about our King, but a few are too close to me personally.

I can't help but admire how perfectly our King wears our national dress. If anyone truly showcase the perfect fit of the gho, it would be Him. The curve and the neatness of the lagey, everything is ideally in place highlighting the true beauty of our national dress.

Another quality I deeply admire is His command of the National Language, Dzongkha

Whether He speaks in pure Dzongkha or mixes it with English (Dzonglish), we get to hear the beauty and depth of our national language.  

However, Dzongkha often appears to be undervalued across various spheres. There seems to be a shift towards prioritizing English, with many students finding Dzongkha less appealing and feeling self-conscious about using it in different contexts—whether at home, in school, in public, or during official meetings.

Starting from my own daughter who face lot of challenges and odd in communicating, it's clear that there's been a noticeable decline in the use of our national language, both in speaking and writing. Back when I was in primary school, learning Dzongkha was something we cherished deeply. There was so much emphasis placed on it, reflecting its national importance to preserve and promote our language without any hesitation. We took learning Dzongkha seriously, focusing on mastering writing skills, grammar, and memorizing stanzas.

Sadly, speaking Dzongkha is sometimes met with disdain, and those who use it might be unfairly perceived as less capable or less educated.

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