Sunday, 20 November 2016

When the End Comes Calling

The riches of life,
The things that thrive,
The soaring name
and the growing fame,
'll be nothing one day.
We won't have a say,
When the curtain comes down falling,
When our time comes calling.

Old Man by the Garage

Ravaged badly by age,
Bothered endlessly by time -
There sits him by the garage -
His skin quite pale like lime.
The sun shines warm and bright.
Warmth comforts him a great deal.
A good friend of his is daylight.
He knows best how lonely people feel.
A lonely life it's always been.
As his feeble body gives way,
He thinks he'd enough done and seen.
He sits there and starts to pray
For a better life than this -
A life that he won't miss.

Saturday, 19 November 2016

Blessings of Rat

Once upon a time, there lived a girl called Dema. She was very poor. She worked for other people in her village. One day she was made to work for a lady called Lhaki. She was a very rich person.

One day, Dema was looking after Lhaki’s cows in the forest. She was hungry and took out the baked, circular buckwheat cake to eat. As she was about to eat it, Lhaki came to check on her. She was angry and shouted at Dema, “What are you doing? Eating your lunch so early? Get up and go after the cows. From tomorrow onwards, you can leave my house. I don’t want you as my servant!”

Lhaki kicked the buckwheat cake and it rolled down the slope. Dema ran after the cake but could not get hold of it. She kept running after it. The cake was not there. Dema saw a rat’s hole into which the cake has fallen. 

She bent down close to the opening of the hole and called the uncle rat, “Uncle rat, can you please give back my cake? I am hungry. I have nothing else to eat.”

The rat said, “If you want the cake, you have to come down and take it yourself. I cannot come out.”

Dema said, “How can I get into the hole? It is too small.” 

The rat said, “Close your eyes and put your leg in the hole”

Dema closed her eyes and put her legs in the hall. In a moment, she was inside the house of the rat. The rat told her to carry along the cake and sit with him. She told the rat that she has to go back because the cows might eat the crops. 

The rat said that she has to spend the night there because she is his guest. He asked, “What do you want to eat for dinner?”

Dema replied, “Anything is fine for me. I am a poor girl and I am a servant. I eat simple food.”

But the rat gave her delicious dinner. She ate rice with meat and different vegetables. 

After dinner, the rat asked Dema, “What kind of bed do you want to sleep in?”

Dema said, “A simple bed is fine. I sleep on the floor back on earth.”

But the rat prepared a very comfortable bed for Dema. She got into the warm blanket and fell asleep. When she opened her eyes the next morning, she was lying down in the meadow where she was looking after cows the previous day. She had many expensive jewelries around her neck and was wearing a beautiful kira. 

As she was walking to Lhaki’s house, she met Lhaki on the way. Lhaki asked furiously, “Where were you the whole night? Look at you. You have more jewelries on your neck than me. You are wearing a much more beautiful kira than me.”

Dema told Lhaki the whole story about how she got into the rat’s hall.

Lhaki was jealous of Dema. She also wanted the same gifts from the rat. She took a buckwheat cake and rolled it down the slope. But the cake did not fall into the rat’s hole. She searched for the hole and threw the cake into it. 

She called the rat and said, “Hey rat, please give back my cake! I am hungry. I have nothing else to eat.”

The rat said, “Come and take it yourself if you want the cake. I cannot come out.”

Lhaki said, “How can I come down to your place? The hole is too small.”

The rat said, “Close your eyes and put your leg in the hall.”

Lhaki closed her eyes and put her leg in the hall. In a moment, she was in the rat’s house. 

She was told to sit with the rat after he gave back her the cake. Lhaki said she has to go back because her cows might eat others’ crops. The rat said that she is her guest and must halt the night in his house. 

Then the rat asked, “What do you want to eat for dinner?”

Lhaki said, “I am a rich person. I always eat delicious meals at my home. I want some nice food.”

But the rat gave her a small round, thin cake made of some flour. 
Lhaki was angry that she was not given good food. She said her cake is better than her dinner. 
The rat said that her attitude deserves that much only.
Then the rat asked what kind of bed she would like to sleep in. 

Lhaki said, “I want a very comfortable bed. I sleep in comfortable bed at my home as I am a rich person.”
But the rat prepared a worn out cattle hide for a mattress with just a thin blanket. Lhaki became angry again and complained that how she will sleep in such a cold and hard hide. 

The rat said, “You can sleep if you want to. You need not sleep if you do not want to sleep.”

Lhaki did not have any choice and slept there. When she woke up in the morning, she had turned into a small rat. The rat made her a servant. Lhaki was no more a human and could not come out of the rat’s hole.

Moral: “Be happy with what you have and do not be greedy.”

Thursday, 28 July 2016


མཐུ་ཆེན་ཆོས་ཀྱི་རྒྱལ་པོ་གིས། །ཞབས་ཀྱིས་བཅགས་པའི་ས་གནས་གྲལ། །

རྫོང་ཆེན་དང་པ་སེམས་རྟོགས་ཁ། །ཕར་གྱི་སྤོག་ཏོ་གུ་ལུ་མཇལ། །

སྟོང་ཕུ་ཚལ་གྱི་ནང་ལས་འབད། །འཛེགས་པའི་གྱེན་འདི་དཀའ་རུང་རང་། །

དེང་སང་དུས་ཀྱི་འགྲུལ་འཁོར་བརྟེན། །འཛེགས་པའི་གྱེན་ཡང་འཇམ་འཇམ་མཐོང་། །

འགྲུལ་འཁོར་སྒོ་ཅུང་ཕྱི་བའི་ཚེ། །བསིལ་ལྡན་རླུང་མ་གཟུགས་ལུ་རེག །

ལོག་པའི་གཉིད་ཡང་ཡལ་འགྱོཝ་མས། །སེམས་ཡང་མ་འདྲཝ་དགའ་བ་བྱུང་། །

དུས་ཡུན་དག་པ་ཅིག་གི་ཤུལ། །གཟི་བརྗིད་ཆེ་བའི་སེམས་རྟོགས་རྫོང་། །

མིག་གིས་མ་མཐོང་རྒྱབ་ཁར་ལུས། །ག་ཏེ་ལྟ་རུང་ཤིང་གི་ཚལ། །

གྱེན་འདི་ཡར་ཡར་འཛེགས་པའི་ཚེ། །འགྲུལ་འཁོར་འདད་གཡོགཔ་དོན་གྲུབ་ཀྱིས། །

རྒྱང་བསྒྲགས་ལས་འཛིན་གླུ་སྒྲོམ་དཀྲོགས། །འགྲོ་འགྲུལ་འབད་ནི་བཟང་ཟེརཝ་མས། །

གཟའ་སྐར་བཟང་མི་གོ་བའི་ཚོ། །བུ་ཆུང་རང་ཡང་སེམས་རེ་དགའ། །

ལམ་ཁར་བར་རྐྱེན་མེད་པའི་ཁར། །མནོ་བའི་དོན་དག་སྒྲུབ་ནི་མས། །

ས་གནས་དབུས་སུ་སྤང་ཟེརཝ་མས། །གཡུས་དེ་ཆགས་ཚུལ་ལེགས་པའི་ཁར། །

སྔོ་ལྗང་ལྡན་པའི་ས་གནས་མས། །ཐིམ་ཕུག་ཁྲོམ་དང་མི་འདྲ་བས། །

དབུས་སུ་སྤང་འདི་རྒལ་ཞིན་ན། །ཧོང་མཚོ་ཟེར་བའི་གཡུས་ཚན་འདུག །

ལམ་གྱི་གཡས་ལུ་ཨམ་སྲུ་ཚུ། །ཤིང་འབྲས་ཨེ་པཱལ་ལ་སོགས་བཙོང་། །

དུས་ཡུན་དག་པ་ཅིག་གི་ཤུལ། །བསིལ་བའི་ལ་ཆེན་གུ་ལུ་ལྷོད། །

ལ་ཆེན་འདི་ལས་བལྟ་བའི་ཚེ། །གངས་ཆེན་ལེ་ཤ་མཐོང་ཚུགས་པས། །

ལ་འདི་གི་མིང་ཤེས་དགོ་ན། །རྒྱལ་རབས་ཅན་གྱི་རྡོ་སྐྱོང་ལ། །

ཆོས་རྟེན་བརྒྱ་དང་རྩ་བརྒྱད་འདུག །ཡ་མཚན་ཆེ་བའི་གནས་ཆེན་མས། །

གནམ་ལོ་གཉིས་སྟོང་གསུམ་གྱི་ལོར། །མི་དབང་འབྲུག་རྒྱལ་བཞི་པ་དང་། །

འབྲུག་གི་དྲག་ཁག་གསུམ་པོ་གིས། །མི་མཐུན་དགྲ་ལས་རྒྱལ་ཁ་ཐོབ། །

དུས་དེ་བརྗེད་འདྲེན་འབད་ནི་དང་། །མི་དབང་མཆོག་དང་དྲག་ཁག་གསུམ། །

གུས་བསྟོད་ཞུ་ནི་དམིགས་ཡུལ་ལུ། །ཨ་ཞེས་རྡོ་རྗེ་དབང་མོས་བཞེངས། །

ས་གནས་རྩ་ཅན་རྡོ་སྐྱོང་ལ། །ལུས་སེམས་སྐྱིད་པའི་ཞིང་ཁམས་མས། །

འཇིག་རྟེན་མི་ཡུལ་མཉམ་ཆུང་ང་། གནས་འདི་མཇལ་བ་སྐལ་བ་བཟང་། །

Wednesday, 29 June 2016

A Dzongkha Tsom

རང་ལུགས་མེ་ཕོ་སྤྲེལ་གྱི་ལོ། །གཞན་དང་མི་འདྲ་ཁྱད་འཕགས་ཅན། །

ཆོས་ལྡན་འབྲུག་གི་རྒྱལ་རབས་ནང་། །རྩ་ཅན་དུས་སྟོན་མང་རབས་ཡོད། །

དུས་སྟོན་ཚུ་གི་གྲལ་ལས་ཡང་། །གལ་ཅན་དུས་སྟོན་གསུམ་པོ་ཡོད། །

འབྲུག་མི་ཀུན་གྱིས་ཤེས་པ་བཞིན། །མཉམ་ཆུང་རང་གིས་ཞུ་ནི་ཨིན། །

དང་པ་མེ་ཕོ་སྤྲེལ་གྱི་ལོར། །ཨོ་རྒྱན་གུ་རུ་རིན་པོ་ཆེ། །

འགྲོ་བ་ཡོངས་དང་བསྟན་པའི་དོན། །འཛམ་བུ་གླིང་དུ་སྐུ་ཁྲུངས་ནུག །

ཨོ་རྒྱན་གུ་རུ་པད་བྱུང་གིས། །སྨན་ལྗོངས་འབྲུག་གི་རྒྱལ་ཁབ་ནང་། །

ཞབས་ཀྱིས་བཅགས་པའི་བྱིན་རླབས་ཀྱིས། །སྦས་ཡུལ་རྩ་ཅན་གཅིག་ལུ་གྱུར། །

གཉིས་པ་མེ་ཕོ་སྤྲེལ་གྱི་ལོར། །མཐུ་ཆེན་ཆོས་ཀྱི་རྒྱལ་པོ་མཆོག །

འཆིབས་ཁ་ལྷོ་ལུ་འགོར་བའི་ཤུལ། །ལྷོ་མོན་འབྲུག་གི་ཡུལ་ལུ་འཕེབས། །

ཞབས་དྲུང་འབྲུག་ལུ་བྱོན་ཞིནམ་ལས། །དུས་ཅི་མི་ལོ་བཞི་བརྒྱ་འཁོར། །

རྒྱལ་ཁབ་དབང་དུ་འདུས་ཞིན་ན། །ཆོས་སྲིད་ལུགས་གཉིས་འགོ་བཙུགས་གནང་། །

གསུམ་པ་མེ་ཕོ་སྤྲེལ་གྱི་ལོར། །རྒྱལ་སྲས་འཇིགས་མེད་རྣམ་རྒྱལ་ཁྲུངས། །

དབང་ཕྱུག་བརྒྱུད་འཛིན་རྒྱལ་སྲས་ཨིན། །འབྲུག་གི་མ་འོངས་རྒྱལ་པོ་ཨིན། །

སྔོན་དང་ད་ལྟོའི་རྒྱལ་པོ་རྣམས། །ཐུགས་རིག་མཁས་ལ་སྔོན་གཟིགས་ཅན། །

དེ་འདྲའི་རྒྱལ་སྲས་ཁྲུངས་པར་དགའ། །རྒྱལ་ཁབ་ཡོངས་ལ་དགའ་སྤྲོ་འཕེལ། །

Saturday, 20 February 2016

Royal Institute of Management

A long journey it's been.
How long it'll be isn't seen.
Learning every little bit -
A life is all about it.

Yet another part of learning -
RIM stands high and inspiring;
Aiming to produce proactive leaders
And professionally sound managers.

With goals set high and clear,
All are set to learn for another year.
Ola Rongchu's muffled roars
Grow louder as silence soars.

Higher up stands Semtokha Dzong.
The arrival of dusk to stay night-long
Makes this historic structure glow
endlessly like the Ola Rongchu's flow.

Wednesday, 27 January 2016

Predicting Australian Open Men's Single Title

It's been a few years since I developed an interest in watching tennis matches, although I do not not how to play it at all. I started following tennis mainly because of Roger Federer. Without my realizing, I had become a die-hard fan of him. 

And through the past couple of years, I have learnt a few things that almost never or very rarely change, especially in Grand Slams. 

1. Rafael Nadal is a real nemesis of Federer. He always has his way against Federer. Federer might beat all the players on his way to the semi-final or final and that run always comes to an end when he comes up against Nadal. It's invariably a losing battle for the Swiss. 

2. The same happens with Maria Sharapova. She might play her best tennis but she always comes short against Serena Williams. The Russian star stands no match for the American. Serena keeps beating her Grand Slam after Grand Slam. It happened at Australian Open this year too. 

3. Novak Djokovic has become a tough hurdle to cross for both Andy Murray and Federer in recent times. Those who follow tennis closely will know how many Grand Slam Finals Murray has lost to Djokovic. Federer, too, has been suffering the same fate, though not as bad as Murray. Djokovic's stamina, movement, perseverance, and work rate are just too much for the Briton and the Swiss stars.
So, having observed this pattern of win and loss over the years, I see Djokovic beating Federer in the Semi-Final of the Australian Open. I would seriously like to see Federer prove me wrong. And even if Murray wins against Raonic in the Semis and go all the way to the Final, he will meet Djokovic. I can't see the trend changing this time too. Another Australian Open title for Djokovic!

P.S.: It's sad I can't watch the matches since Sony ESPN HD channel is broadcasting them and we don't have the channel in the country.

Monday, 25 January 2016

Major Challenges Thrompons Face

Now that the Thromde elections are over and Thrompons (Mayors) elected, hope they deliver their pledges and make Bhutanese towns better than before. Congratulations on winning the elections!
I haven't really followed their pledges and therefore, don't have a clear idea of the promises they made during their election campaign. But as a concerned citizen, although not an eligible and registered voter of any Thromde, I think there are some common problems that plague or will trouble Thromdes sooner or later.

First, towns have higher populations than other places. This naturally means the amount of waste generated in towns and cities are way much more compared to other settlements. The problem of waste management is growing in the country. The problem can be best seen in Thimphu and Phuentsholing - choking drains, every possible corner used as dumping places of every kind of waste and so on. A clean city should be a priority for and concern of all the Thrompons. Hope they come out with some concrete plans or else we might have stinking towns/cities in the near future. 

Second, all the Thromdes have a major problem of shortage of drinking water. With growing populations, the problem won't get any better. The Thrompons have a major issue in their hands to tackle. Hope they all have thought about it. 

Third, they have to ensure that urban planning is done with farsightedness - with an eye on the future. I am no expert on this but I find a lot of problems with the way the towns are designed today. For instance, every time I halt a night in one of the hotels nearby or travel by the road that leads to the round-about near Druk PNB from the main gate (entrance to Phuentsholing town and Bhutan from Jaigoan), I find it too narrow. Huge trucks carrying construction materials ply on the road everyday and hardly two vehicles can be accommodated by the either lane of the highway. Those trucks have problems negotiating the turn at the round-about in one go. This shows the planning that was done when the town was coming up has gone utterly wrong. There is no space for expansion or widening of road now. 

These problems are not something that can be seen by myself only but all of us. As I saw the Thromde Election results on BBS TV news, these are some of the issues that came to my mind. I am seriously concerned about the waste management problem. What is even more saddening is that with every percent of literacy growth the country is achieving, it looks like there isn't a similar growth of civic sense in our people. Is our education all about knowing how to read and write? I am sure it is not! If every one of us do not throw the papers, plastics and other wastes in the wrong places, our places will be naturally clean. It is as simple as that.

Tuesday, 12 January 2016

True Love and Football

True love and football...
What can a man possibly write about them?

The two look quite distant to have any sort of connection to be written about. But they are very similar in many aspects. Once you fall in the trap of love for football and true love, you begin to realize how they bear uncanny resemblance to each other. When I say football, I mean it from the perspective of a fan/supporter, who is not actively playing but watching his favourite team play and supporting the team and its players.

Football Clubs of different leagues across Europe have become popular world over thanks to television networks that enable us to watch big football matches live. Football enthusiasts, almost all, have a favourite football club and a player. We follow every game that club and player are playing, no matter how busy we are. With time, we develop a very close connection with our favourite club and it turns similar to being in a romantic relationship with someone: the kind of relationship where one loves the other person truly and deeply. A person madly in love with someone who is not equally bothered like the former so far as their relationship is concernced - that's the kind of relationship I am trying to refer to.

Once we have become a die-hard fan of a particular football club, we always want to follow its matches and dealings in the transfer market to know which players the club is buying and selling during the transfer windows. Inconvenience in terms of time also takes a back-seat when our favourite club is playing a match. It might be midnight or sometimes even 2 a.m. but we keep ourselves awake to watch our favourite team play.

Sometimes, the football club we support experiences a dip in form. They keep losing or at their best, earn a draw. The losing streak continues for weeks and at times for a couple of months. We get frustrated with the club and the players, lose hope and feel like we will never watch the club play. But that feeling succumbs to immense love for the club. The next weekend, we find ourselves glued to television as the club's players and the opponents make their way to the football pitch for the match.

When we love someone truly, nothing seem to be able to deter us from loving that person. We might hear negative comments on her from friends and other people, but we just can't stop loving that person. There might be times where you come across some flaws which are significant considerations in a relationship but even that doesn't stop us from loving him/her. That's the kind of love which is true and deep. In such a situation, our head tells us, "Man, you are crazy. Why can't you just leave her or let her go? You are wasting your life!" But our heart just can't get over that person. It keeps reminding and insisting us. "It is either his him/her or no one!"

The same thing happens to die-hard football fans. We get so frustrated and feel let-down by our team one day that we decide that it will be the last match of the club we will ever watch. But our heart simply can't help. And it wins over head almost always. The head might say we are losing a lot of sleep and time following a club which may never win a match anytime soon. But the heart says, "I am always right. You love this football club and you just can't stop following it." Come the next match of our football club...we realize the heart was right about what it said the other day.

So, both in True Love and Football, there is an endless argument between the head and the heart. What is even more intriguing is the the fact that the heart wins. Almost always!