Beyond Medal and Certificate

On Saturday, May 10, my sister-in-law told us about my daughter's annual school sports day.

I felt a bit anxious but hopeful about her participation.

On May 11, Yesha made us proud by coming in 3rd place in the "Shoe Race".

Just before taking a race, watching the videos my sister-in-law shared, I could only see her nervousness. Competing on the track with strong opponents wasn't easy, but she did it and won a medal, which is amazing for her age.

As parents, we are filled with pride, not just because of the medal and certificate, but because she engaged in something beyond classroom learning.

I believe activities like these, which involve play, discipline and physical effort, are essential for every child's learning journey. They help shape character, build resilience and teach values like determination, perseverance and teamwork.

This is just the beginning, but she's already making her mark in the world of sports, and I am so proud of her.

I hope she continues to grow into a proud and capable individual not just in her classroom activities, but grounded in wholesome education and overall a great human being.

I also hope every parent encourages and supports their children in such activities. In the end, it's not just about winning, but about learning, growing and becoming. 

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"As I celebrate my daughter's achievement, it brings back many nostalgic memories from my own school days. I remember participating in events, the thrill of winning, the disappointment of losing, the importance of teamwork and the mix of emotions—pain, determination, shame and guilt. I am sure my daughter felt some of these same emotions too." 

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Even though we were not by her side, I sincerely thank my sister-in-law, brother, little Reva, and other cousins cheering and encouraging for Yesha. Together, we can win everything!

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Yesha's Bronze Medal

Certificate

My Old WristWatch: A Friend Forever

I am always fascinated by wrist watches. Powered by the spirit of shared joy, and extravaganza, the Fastrack watch brings effortless distinction to any occasion, and to me I always liked this brand for its simple design.

In the depths of my cluttered drawer lies a relic from a bygone era –my old wristwatch. Its battered leather strap bears the scars of countless adventures, and its once-shiny dial now tells the tale of years gone by –it is becoming an old piece now. Yet, despite its weathered appearance, this timepiece remains my steadfast companion, a faithful friend from long ago.

 

I remember the day I acquired it vividly, back in 2009 during my college days. It cost me a mere Nu.2300 after a generous discount, a modest investment for a companion that would accompany me through the twists and turns of life's journey. Little did I know then just how indispensable this humble watch would become.

 

For me, wearing a watch transcends mere timekeeping; it symbolizes a gentleman's virtue, a commitment to punctuality, and a reverence for the precious moments that slip through our fingers like droplets of water. 

 

As a school teacher, the significance of time is ingrained in every aspect of my life. From ensuring punctuality in the classroom to imparting the value of time to my students, my watch is a silent sentinel, guiding me through the day's affairs.

 

In an age where technology reigns supreme and smartwatches dominate the market, my allegiance remains unwavering. While the world around me embraces innovation and sophistication, I find solace in the simplicity of my time-worn watch. 

 

As actor Aamir Khan famously quipped in the movie "3 Idiots" a watch that costs Nu.300 serves the same purpose as one worth a million dollars–to tell time. As simple and reliable as it may seem, my watch is still serving me well –a faithful friend. Perhaps, I am thinking, it will enter as a museum piece. 

 

Indeed, as the years have passed, I have witnessed the evolution of timepieces firsthand. From mechanical marvels to digital wonders, the landscape of watches has undergone a remarkable change. Yet, amidst the flurry of progress, my old wristwatch stands as a testament to the enduring allure of tradition and simplicity. 

 

So here's to my old wristwatch, my faithful friend forever. May its timeless wisdom continue to guide me through the ebb and flow of life, reminding me that true value lies not in the extravagance of design and cost, but in the timeless essence of time itself. 

Perhaps, the more important is the relationship I have developed for the last 16 years is invincible and so close...

 

Thank You For Cooking

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 sacrificing to prepare me a good meal. Although she was not part of the study, she was equally involved in my educational endeavor. Initially, I was a bit nervous about managing work and studying. However, I did not feel much pressure that a strong woman was by my side to support me both mentally and emotionally. Thank you!

My wife’s unwavering support and trust in my ability during my study period have deeply touched me. The journey we've embarked upon together; seeking betterment of our beloved family has been nothing but awe-inspiring and unforgettable. 

As I felt the beat of my heart today with colorful results, I felt satisfied and happy. With profound gratitude wholeheartedly, I offer my sincere thanks to my wife for feeding me with the best food, the food I love the most. A few of her signature dishes have made my belly thick as I lost control over eating even though the belly was pitch full, my tongue went mad for the taste.

On my part, I gave my best despite difficulty balancing between work and study. One thing was certain, if I dared to concentrate fully, I would run short of the university fees, and if I risked working more, I would have failed my assignments and tests. Therefore, striking a perfect balance within a short time was felt necessary and lawful. I kept everything in perfect balance without wasting the precious time given to me. And to keep me running full was my wife's nutritious meals. Thank you!

Despite everything in place, one thing that made us feel so sorry was being away from our beloved kids. It wasn’t what they deserved at a young age. The time when they must play on our laps. We know the time lost would be irreplaceable, lost forever and so mean on our part. As important as it is, it is also a very personal and painful journey for all of us. However, we are making up our minds that after all, we are here for our family. We know what it takes to tightly secure their future in an ever-changing world. If not today, it will be difficult in the future. It takes both painful and critical sacrifices like this to be a way to study and earn for them and us.  

What remains after we are gone will be the goodness and how well we secure their future. And more importantly, we hope our kids attend some international schools for the experience of life and diversity. As they come of age, we love to see them do good in life and more importantly serve our beloved king, country, and people. 

As a gentleman, I will continue to support my family with utmost dedication and sacrifice and shall remain honest to them, forever. 

I wholeheartedly thank you hingleyra my beloved girlfriend for a delicious meal!

Signature Dish, the healthy one..wish!

An Extraordinary Nation

Wikipedia defines a nation as a community of people formed on the basis of a combination of shared features such as language, history, ethnicity, culture and or society. 

 

There is no denying the fact our Drupka Land fulfills these international standards. So we are a great nation. Thanks to our National Hero Beloved King –Gongsar Ugyen Wangchuck. 

 

To celebrate 115^th National Day, the nationwide art competition is a great platform to showcase the creative art and mind of our artists. 

 

Lalith and I, the two of us are taking part simply because there are many unmatched undertakings in the country by our successive monarchs and people. Lalith has his god-gift art talent and I have the idea to contest on the theme. Moreover, it is also time to express gratitude to all the national heroes, culture and tradition that makes us unique and different. 

 

Zhabdrung Ngawang Namgyel and Guru Rinpoche made a good combination to put in the piece for the unification of culture and tradition and other Bhutanese Etiquette. 72% forest coverage and other national heritage such as Dzong and Lhakhang was another nice piece of information. Works and reforms under successive monarchs took our hearts and gave us national pride to express in the art piece. Wise International relations and limited foreign visitors was exceptional. The concept of GNH, Democracy, GYT and DYT, and unity and close-knit family and community were topics that gripped the two of us to include in our art piece. 

 

The two of us spent a lot of time fixing the jigsaw puzzle. However, the good thing is that before I met him, I had already thought over and pen down my rough ideas on a piece of paper to put in an artistic lens. 

 

Lalith, a grade eleven boy, took almost eight days to replicate my idea in the space the two of us have created. 

 

One thing I always dare to do is the fine art. Although I am not artistic and have this fine motor skill, I know many famed artists of the world and of our nation who have created history and are in the hearts of millions. 

 

I always dream of creating a photo gallery and art exhibition hall because it gives good feelings and a sense of good human touch because art is a medium to express feelings as it doesn't require any word to understand. Art is a universal language that doesn't separate region, religion, cast, creed, and color. 

 

I have seen a good future for this innocent boy. There is nothing more beautiful than having such a great time together. However, I assured him even if the two of us do not make it to the top ten entries, yet we have done a great deal of work that can be remembered long after this year. We can just open the door for another day. And more beautiful days are yet to come. We promised to move forward even if the sky shatters the door.

 

I wish him good luck in his future endeavors!

 

Art by Lalith Dharlami, and my idea

Ap RIZAL, and My Team

Paddy is a lifeline for many farmers of Tsirang. However, in recent years, cultivation of this crop has seen a great decline. The reasons cited were urbanization, water scarcity, climate change, human-wildlife conflict, labour shortage, difficult nature of the work and more.

 

Despite these challenges, it is humbling to see our farmers still upholding age-old practices of paddy cultivation their forefathers have practiced and inherited. Perhaps, the good news is that around 50% of the farmers I know are self-sufficient and few are extraordinary farmers who have their paddy stock for as long as 2-year. 

 

Except for essential goods like salt and sugar and oil, these groups of farmers need not have to worry with lockdown, inflation and ban. For a cultivable land-scarce nation like ours; it would be of great help if another 15% of us are self-sufficient for rice and chili production nationwide. 

 

Passing by around the lust of the paddy field and not being able to help nearby farmers is a big waste of my manhood and able-body. For now, I am living with nothing but guilt and suffocation. 

 

Although paddy work is one of the hectic farm jobs requiring a heavy physical strength, I still want to be part of this work and taste the strength and skill I acquired as a child. And more importantly I would like few of my students to connect farming and hardship our farmers are enduring on a daily basis in the sun and the rain. 

 

I went looking for a farm who could give us a chance to experience the charm of the paddy harvesting process; if not for me, it's for my students who haven't been in the field. For them it will be a lifelong experience.

 

With a heavy heart, one farmer half-way through his life has accepted my request. He knew that we definitely would damage his paddy, yet he accepted my quest and his positivity made my day – sir, we learn through mistakes came as a big relief. With joy overflowing, I returned home with satisfaction and prepared for the next day.

 

Schools like ours have a huge capability of manpower, and giving our students some seasonal break from academic pressure to such exposure and feeling is more than a lesson. For the past 2 years, this idea came, and I buried it deeply within my mind. I couldn't do anything, but remained helpless because of the pandemic and more.

 

For ages, we have lived in a very closed-knit society. We share a boundary as close as what neighbours curry is, and the color of aunty's pants. When we have such a bond and relation, I want to simply spread my wings of goodness in the community in the work we can do so much and perhaps, agriculture is an art, a gift of livelihood everyone of us must cherish with joy, honor, pride and dignity.

 

Son of a farmer passing by a lustrous paddy field always makes me feel proud, and my heart goes out to all the farmers who sacrificed each moment of their life on the farm to make me feel proud and obliged. The place where I was born, raised and educated, I feel I have so much to give and spread love and kindness. 

 

Initially, we went for an hour, but we spent our fulfilling 3 hours in the farm experiencing, experimenting, and mastering the skills required for the job -cutting, handling and stacking. 

I think of this beautiful quote in-between...

 

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It Takes a Village to Raise a Child!

 

We had a great time on the farm exploring the paddy cutting process practically involving the concepts of force, weight, angle and symmetry. Aesthetics were part of the task because every handful of straw is stacked in the most appropriate manners. 

 

We all could relate to each grain that comes on our table with great endurance, hardship, sweat and blood. We also learnt about the sacrifice our parents are making on each day for their livelihood. Perhaps, it was a good gathering to thank each farmer across the country who is sacrificing for someones' livelihood. 

 

The true beauty of being a farmer lies in the power of hand. More-so, the wealth of a nation lies in the strength of our farmers who dares to sweat in the farm and the power lies in the unity and love we share and spread with our farmers. Each one of us is a farmer in our own way. Let us empower our farmers!

 

As much as I have loved the art of farming, I sincerely hope five students who accompanied me by sacrificing their personal time to be in the farm are the true Pelden Drukpai sons and daughters. I hope they must have enjoyed and made memories of their lifetime. 

 

 

*** Picture Summary of the Paddy Harvesting Trip to Rizal's Farmhouse***

 

 

The Season of Awards

As the year draws to its end, chilly weather at its best. It's the season to remember, reflect and introspect for the year which is soon to become history and the past. Perhaps, now it's time to seek blessing for good health, wealth and happiness as the New Year is about to knock the heaven's door in hope. 

 

The civil service medal and promotion were awarded to eligible civil servants. Nevertheless, the certificate for academic excellence was also awarded to school and university students. These are the symbols of great achievement for the recipients and their families, friends and colleagues, schools and institutions. This is how the nation is built. 

 

High school classmates in the Far East were decorated in colorful Gho and a Tsho Lham (Traditional Bhutanese Boot) for the civil service medal. Likewise down South, a close friend of mine was seen offering butter lamps and paying homage to local deities before heading to receive her 10-year service medal.

 

I have congratulated them for servicing the Tsa-Wa-Sum wholeheartedly.  

 

The civil service award was a way of thanking, acknowledging and expressing gratitude to the civil servants for serving the country with dedication. On the other hand, it also serves as a reminder of the greater responsibilities that are ahead.

 

Friday afternoon I received a warm Tashi Delek message from my previous principal. It was for my Meritorious Promotion. 13 teachers and a principal out of 36 total awardees were in the list. The highest number is no doubt for the teaching force. 

 

 

I was more than happy and proud of myself. It's a lifetime achievement not only for me but also to my family and parents. Over the phone, I have shared my proud moment with my wife, parents and other family members. Within a few minutes, many “congratulation” texts have flooded from them.

 

As I have deeply celebrated each congratulatory message, I took a moment to reflect upon my career as a teacher. I have seriously coerced upon these queries –what have I done so special? Am I capable of the award? Do I deserve this promotion? How much have I benefited the school, students, colleagues and communities? Did I fulfill the vision and aspiration of His majesty The King? 

 

However, I am proud to say that, for the past nine years I have been so well married to a teaching job. Indeed, this noble sector was everything –my livelihood, my happiness, my service and my place of worship. I have trodden so hard, given so much focus in nation building and attention to my work and taken care of thousands of innocent kids. I have tried everything –few failed, but that did not stop me from trying more. There are many success stories, hope and dreams being created for many innocent souls. I have had a lot of experiences and memories of school as a leader, educator and nonetheless as a Role Model to share. 

 

Like any other civil servants, entrepreneurs or businessperson, I always gave 100 percent to my work. I always try hard and give my best no matter what amount of tasks I handle. I have also learnt to sacrifice more for my country. I am committed, I always remain honest and accountable for any work I undertake. 

 

Above all, I am a bit worried about how to maintain the flow of my career -evergreen and worthy hereafter. More than 6-month advantage and pay package, best wishes and trust –it was an achievement –my dedication and sacrifice made for the school made me feel proud. I will always keep myself pushing forward till the end of my service to the Tsa-Wa-Sum.

 

This achievement will definitely remind me to work more and harder for the country and thousands of innocent kids with different dreams and aspirations. Deep inside I feel this promotion is nothing but a symbol of valor, my personal sacrifice and courage trodden with dedication. 

 

To the other end, it wasn’t kind to convince my unschooled mother back home. Perhaps, it was Greek to my father and eldest sister. My achievement to them was very sober. 

 

I felt lucky to share this rare opportunity with many distinguished civil servants. It is my hope that the rest of the awardees and the future recipients will be proud of their legacy, sacrifice, hard work, commitment and dedication.  

 

I would like to express my gratitude to my previous principal (Rinzin Namgyal sir) for guiding me tirelessly and letting me try almost everything I wish. Today I would proudly raise my head and claim that he is my principal. I always see sir as a great friend, brother, idol and more importantly a visionary LEADER. Thank you sir for not clipping my wing under your leadership. You are the man thousands of students and teachers look up to as an inspiration. 

 

I would like to express my deepest gratitude and appreciation to my wife, two beautiful kids, principal, vice chair, committee, colleagues and students of Zhemgang Central School for giving me the wings to fly high. 

Aging LOVE III

 

Abi Bogdpa and Memay Rinchen

It was 7 AM in the morning. As usual Mamay Rinchen was already waiting in the queue for a steaming breakfast. He carries double plates, one for himself and another for Abi Bogdpa.

After a few minutes he returns with a big smile on his face signaling a sumptuous treat. As they sat down for breakfast, they seemed to exchange a few talks, as it was clear from their little aging laughs. They're made for each other and that is obvious from their evergreen relationship. 

Abi Bogdpa is 71-year-old from Mongar Dzongkhag. They settled in Tsirang (Sergithang) through a resettlement program in early 2000. Interestingly both of them are fluent in commonly spoken language -Lhotshampa kha (Nepali), which makes their communication easy and fast.

She is a chronic Asthma patient. She is currently undergoing treatment at Damphu District Hospital. 

For the past 3 years and 6 months, Abi Bogdpa has been patiently waiting for her discharge order. However, every passing day, her condition is only getting worse. The main cause of the disease is unknown; nevertheless, she declared that she used to smoke in her youthful days. I shared that smoking does not alone cause Asthma. It's a complicated disease. Even the experts can't guarantee the root cause of Asthma. There's currently no cure for the disease, but treatment can help control the symptoms so one can live a normal life. But for now she is fully dependent on a ventilator and inhaler. 

As she recalls her youthful days in tears, thousands of patients have come and gone by, but Abi Bogdpa has never walked beyond the toilet wall. 

Until I came across Abi Bogdpa, I'd never realized that Asthma is so deadly and horrible, making someone so sick. For all these many years, she'd been enduring an unthinkable life journey with this silent disease. I've learned so much from this old couple about life and more so about this disease. More importantly, I've learned to live life happily. 

I got some early advice about aging life and one must learn to endure what was once a beautiful and harming being shall ultimately ruin to ash. Thus, I shall be prepared to face old-age with good grace. 

After lunch, Abi Bogdpa goes for some rest with a nasal tube in her nose, Memay Rinchen quickly hold back his rosary beads and returns to solitude –prayers, hope and for some fresh air. 

With a little time left, she still feels happy and shares some wisdom. But, every passing day, Memay feels anxious about her deteriorating health condition. However, the past one-week was harder for her even with a breathing machine. Despite her condition, he only hopes she gets better and leaves for home someday happily.

Perhaps, more sad was they don't have someone to call their own children. So they are the Royal Kidu Recipient. Indeed, the Royal Kidu is really helping them to be on their own feet and lead a simple independent life. They're thankful to His Majesty The King for all the support and kindness. 

There couldn't be a more beautiful moment than sharing a few happy moments. Simple meals. Some personal journey. It was memorable and touching! They seem happy with whatever little meals and time my wife and I've shared with them. Although our stay was very brief, it was worth recalling. As we left the hospital door the following day, we left wishing, hoping and praying that someday, Abi Bogdpa, much like any one of us, can lead a happy and independent life. What shall the time take, together they must brave their unseen luck together -strong and united.

De-Suung Discipline

More than anything, De-Suung training is all about 

learning of DISCIPLINE. 

Discipline of speech,

Discipline of ego!

Discipline of manners,

Discipline of dress code,

Discipline of time, and 

Discipline of bed.

Simple thing like arranging bed and keeping personal 

belongings in a limited space is nothing impossible.

This room had housed almost 40 male De-Suups and

nothing was like in the common room, 

it was well-organized.

  Shoe and the slippers had their own space.

The art of arranging and organizing the room 

doesn't depend upon any special training.

Missing this training at Jigmeling Police Training Center 

(2020)

De-Suung Training: The Test of Time

Since its inception in February 2011, 4,457 (3,236 Male and 1,221 Female) DeSuups had already been trained at Tencholing, Wangduephodrang when the 37th Batch completed their training in February 2020. These men and women from diverse backgrounds are spread across the country and have been serving their fellow citizens diligently. It is reassuring that the numbers will only grow bigger.

My enrollment in DeSuung has been a dream come true in many ways. I have been trying to undergo the training for the past 5 years at least, but each time something or the other prevented me from doing so. I was able to take advantage of the opportunity to finally become a DeSuup this year, by enrolling in the 38th Batch Accelerated Training held at the Royal Bhutan Police Training Institute in Jigmeling.

DeSuups have earned recognition over the years for their unity, strength, courage and service to the society, and their beautiful orange uniform has become a recognisable symbol of their dedication. The DeSuung program has highly acclaimed trainers and training courses.

I was determined that I would become a DeSuup someday, no matter at what age or status. In my view, DeSuung is a fine program for nurturing values and building volunteer services in the country.

DeSuung is a personal initiative of His Majesty The King, born of His Majesty’s concerns for our society and country, and it is our duty to ensure that it fulfills His Majesty’s expectations. DeSuung is an epitome of volunteerism, enabling individuals to become leaders. I have personally seen many good examples set by DeSuup friends across the country during any national events and disasters.

The first few days of the training was quite challenging, as we had to enter a tightly scheduled program straightway, but things started to get better as time passed. The different sessions were tough and challenged us in various ways, but they were also packed with interesting and valuable opportunities for learning. There was no time to be idle. We spent all our energy and gave each element of the training our best efforts. I always had a fear of disappointing the faculty by not living up to their expectations, and this helped me give my 100 percent.

The DeSuung training made me realise that in order to achieve something, we must work very hard. I have never sweated as much as I did on the RBPTI ground, and it also really hit me that nothing in life is ever free. The quote by Jodi Livon, ”Life isn’t always a bed of roses”, came to mind.

The DeSuung training at RBPTI was delivered by a team of established professionals and energetic trainers from both within the institute and outside. The sessions were well designed for our personal and professional growth and to further the cause of nation building by inculcating the right attitude. It was a great opportunity to learn many indispensable subjects, from the basic dress code to table manners to IED to various disasters and its management. We also got to enjoy a lot of interesting activities, including route walks, swimming and rappelling. Rappelling at RBPTI ground was an eventful occasion, where some screamed and few cried in fear. We all created memories to last a lifetime.

I found the weapon handling lessons very valuable. We began with curiosity and enthusiasm, but ended up exhausted and with a deep appreciation for such skills. We learnt the importance of self-discipline, and also that there is no room for ignorance.

We were extremely blessed to receive an Audience with His Majesty The King, who made time to meet with us despite having travelled a great distance and with many other important concerns in mind.

His Majesty shared with us those concerns, regarding our fight as a nation against COVID-19, the importance of guarding our porous southern borders in order to keep the country safe, and the rapidly changing world situation.

His Majesty shared concerns over the economy, and preparedness of the on-going five-year plan and education for emergencies. His Majesty reiterated that we couldn’t afford to be slow and complacent, and have an easy-going mindset. We must unite, dedicate, and remain resilient in all times. We got to see how His Majesty is concerned and thinking about everything that will affect the lives of the people, and we were deeply inspired to serve our country to our fullest abilities.

His Majesty also expressed pride and satisfaction with the success of the DeSuung program and the dedicated service of the DeSuups not just during the present time, but also during every national event and disaster. His Majesty conveyed appreciation and admiration for De-Suung program from His Majesty the Fourth Druk Gyalpo and His Holiness the Je Khenpo. We were filled with pride and sense of duty upon hearing this, and even more determined to serve our great nation.

His Majesty’s Audience reassured and calmed us, as we understood that Bhutan is safe and the government is preparing well and doing everything to combat COVID-19.

I would like to share a few useful things I leant. As part of dining hall etiquette, watch your footsteps and walk slowly. Less and low conversation is respected. Avoid talking across the dining table. Be mindful of what you take inside your plate. Try not to waste food, food wastage is considered a crime in the mess.

If you aren’t naturally athletic, take care of your physical fitness. Take extra caution during classes on drill, morning PT and doubled-up runs, progress step-by-step and not at once. If your fitness level is towards the low end, it may be difficult to cope up with some exercises, and over exertion will only cause damage. Therefore, always watch your footsteps and muscle condition; otherwise, you may land up risking your whole training period.

My take home messages from DeSuung training are many. I spent very less time in front of a screen, which saved a lot of my data package. I learnt to value time. I learnt the power of teamwork and cooperation, and the importance of being trustworthy and resourceful, resilient and astute, polite and patriotic, courageous and bold, focused and honest- guided by the DeSuup code of honour.

I would like to thank the faculty of RBPTI along with the 298 other DeSuups of the 38th Batch training at Jigmeling for the knowledge and wisdom of a lifetime that they shared with me. The highly committed professionals of the institute have enabled us to serve the Tsa Wa Sum with patriotism.

Throughout my life, this training will remain one of the rare and important moments to remember. I will consider it an achievement for a lifetime, and also an achievement for my family, my parents, and my country.

I am a DeSuup now. I can proudly hang my beautiful orange dress in my room with pride. I have earned it with a lot of sacrifice, and I am now ready to serve my King Country and People round the clock. DeSuups are truly the guardians of peace, and I am proud to be one.

The writer took part in the 38th Batch of De-Suung Program at RBPTI, Jigmeling.

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