10 Ardent & Popular Bhutanese Bloggers 2014

June 20, 2014, 1:26 am

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Passang Tshering

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He is a Teacher. It seems he is the first Bhutanese blogger. He has started blogging as early as 2006. His blog is the highest viewed Bhutanese blog today. He mostly writes on socially sensitive issues like his recent articles; Say No to Sex on Camera and Thank You for your Free Advice. Sometimes he also shares about his school. I love his English – simple to understand but matured in making me think well. He is also active in Facebook and Twitter. 

Read more about Passang Tshering>>> 

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Yeshey Dorji

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He maintains two blogs. But he shares his updates only in his second blog; Bhutan – Land of the Thunder Dragon. I have been reading his blog since I came to know about blogging. The way he expresses his views on various national level issues is excellent if I am at all qualified to judge. He also shares photos. But until now I have never seen him sharing his own photo. I really had tough time in getting his photo.

Read more about Yeshey Dorji>>>

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Kuenzang Thinley

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He is a Custom Officer in Paro. He also writes on almost everything around him. But he isn’t updating his blog as frequent as he used to do when he was undergoing Masters in India. I love his English – very eloquent and informal. But most of the time, he doesn’t stick on the topic of the post. By the end of the post, at least two to three topics will be added on the actual topic of a post. He is also popular among Bhutanese bloggers. 

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Riku Dhan Subba

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He works in Department of Youth & Sports in Thimphu. I knew this only after I have started reading his blog. Though I have never met him in person, now it feels I have already met him. I love his English – natural and cool. He never fails in bringing new interesting sentences. Whenever I read his new post, how I crazily wish they were actually written by me! Reading his blog will make you realize joys in every moment. 

Read more about Riku Dhan Subba>>>

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Langa Tenzin

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He’s a Bhutanese student doing his degree in Law. His blog is one of the finest blogs I have read for the first time. Today I also maintain a blog. But many times, I run out of energy to update it. However, looking at how he keeps his blog alive, I feel inspired to remain in blogging. One thing I love in him is how he keeps his readers well attended and appreciated. He has an ability to make even negative comments into positive ones. He also shares his pencil sketches in it. 

Read more about Langa Tenzin>>>

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Monu Tamang

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He is also a Medical student in India. He also writes on a wider range of topics; starting from birthday wishes to his girlfriend to how he feels on numerous proposals of present government. He has authored a book when he was just in twelfth standard in Damphu High School. He updates his blog very often. I love his English and the maturity of his expression. 

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Sangay Duba

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He is also one of the first Bhutanese bloggers I have known. He is currently in Phuntsholing studying Civil Engineering. He also doesn’t blog on specific field. However, on whatever he writes, he never fails to write in an interesting manner. The maturity of his English will be what everybody loves in him. He actively comments on every updates of the blogs he has followed. Only thing is his comment will be short. Short means very short. We can also read many of his articles in Nopkin. 

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Rekha Monger

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Many Bhutanese women bloggers whose blogs I have followed and used to read are hardly blogging now. However, Rekha Monger has managed to remain holding on her patience. She has never made me regret for following her blog. She is as active as any ardent blogger can be. Every update in her blog usually comes with a sense of freshness. She mostly writes about her life. She also reviews books. She hardly writes on political issues and other stuffs that are beyond her life.

Read more about Rekha Monger>>>

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Damcho Wangdi

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He is also a teacher. Presently he is in Thailand possibly doing his masters. Not much time has passed since I first came across his blog. However, I have already fallen in love with his English. The best thing in his way of blogging is the way he provides additional links for his post. He usually writes about his life. Sometimes he also writes on political and economic situations of Bhutan. Recently he has also started blogging alphabetically - A to Z Challenge.

Read more about Damcho Wangdi>>>

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Sonam Tenzin

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He is also a Bhutanese student in India. He has joined blogging very recently. Yet his first stride in blogging didn’t fail to impress his readers. The way he expresses his views through his good vocabulary will be something in him that anyone will feel jealous of. He mostly writes about his childhood days and past school days.  He also hardly writes on political hypes and social unrests of Bhutan.

Read more about Sonam Tenzin>>>

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Ap Wang Drugay teaches us a trick!

June 28, 2014, 8:36 pm

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One day Ap Wang Drugay was on his leisurely walk, when he met three men. These men were very much happy to meet him on the way. They intentionally came to meet him. They wanted his advice on how to steal a cow at night.

Ap Wang Drugay was more than happy to give his witty advice. To steal a cow, one of them must take few branches of some fodders and then walk before the cow holding the end of its rope. He shouldn’t let the cow eat it until reaching the final destination.  Two must walk after the cow. The one who is closer to the cow must carry a walking stick and then one after him must pull a tree branch having leaves.

These men after having noted his advice went back home happily. Towards that day evening, they silently sneaked out of their houses and went to steal a cow from one of the neighbours’ cowshed.

They succeeded. The cow walked well without any reluctance when one man walked before it with a fodder. Their footprints were cleared by pulling of a tree branch. They took the cow at an outskirt of the village and killed. 

Photo source:Sherab Tenzin's Blog

The next day, Ap Wang met them again. On asking whether they succeeded on stealing a cow, those men thanked him for his splendid idea. And then they requested him to come with them and get the meat equally divided.

Ap Wang Drugay accepted the offer. They collected firewood, prepared a fire and then started drying the meat. When they were almost done with drying, Ap Wang Drugay got up and said he don’t want any meat. “If you give, just the bladder will be more than enough for me”, said Ap Wang Drugay.

The three men were taken aback by his words. However they thought he must have gone crazy and tried their level best to make him take the share. But he kept on refusing every time. Instead he kept on demanding for a bladder. So at last they gave the bladder. It was neither dried nor separated from discarded intestines. They actually never had a thought of taking the bladder home.

Ap Wang Dugay went happily from there. Few meters away from them, he climbed on a higher gradient and blew the bladder. When the bladder was air tight, his left hand holding it mouth, his right hand beat the bladder with a stick. Every time he beat it, he screamed, “Ala ala… I am not the one who stole your cow. They are three men over there who actually did it.”

When the beat and his scream were repeated some times, the three men heard it and thought the real owner had caught Ap Wang. Afraid of getting beaten up like Ap Wang, they fled from there without even daring to take the meat. After some minutes Ap Wang went there. The meats were there! He was happy. He packed all and carried them to his home. 

A story of a wives and Husbands Store

July 1, 2014, 12:43 am

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There is a store where a woman can go to buy a husband. On each floor there are men a woman can pick from. The problem is you can only go to the store once. And you can only go to one floor at a time and once you leave a floor you cannot go back. The exit is at the top floor.

So the lady wanting to buy a good husband decides to go. The lady goes into the first floor a large signboard proclaims all these men have good jobs. So she looks around and decides she wants more. So she goes up the escalator to the second floor.

On the second floor is a signboard that proclaims all these men have good jobs and they help with cooking and cleaning. She likes that but she wants more. So she goes to the third floor. On the third floor the billboard proclaims all these men have good jobs, help with housework and they love kids. She likes all this but still wants more.

On the fourth floor all the men have good jobs, help with house work, love kids and they are very handsome. She really likes all that. Still she wants more. She goes to the fifth floor where all men have good jobs, help with house work, love kids, they are very handsome and are excellent lovers. She can’t believe it she is tempted to buy one of these husbands no matter what the cost is.

A flower snapped on my way to Drugyel Dzong

But she worries what if there is something even better on the next floor. So she cannot help herself. She goes up the escalator to the next floor.

The sixth floor is an empty just a billboard stating that congratulation you are the 26th million woman to go through this store without buying a husband. Now you must leave the store and never return.

The store proves that no matter how wonderful a man is the woman will never be satisfied.

The wife store is right across the street from the husband store and has the same set-up and rules.

A man can only go to the wife store once and never again. And he can never go back to a lower floor. So the man goes to the wife store.

On the first floor the billboard proclaims all these women have jobs. So he wants more. So he goes to the second floor, where a sign proclaims all these women have jobs and are good cooks and housekeepers. He likes these but still wants more.

On the third floor are wives that have good jobs, are good cooks and housekeepers and they are wonderful mothers to children. He likes these but still wants more.

On the fourth floor are wives that have good jobs, are good cooks and housekeepers and they are wonderful mothers to children and are excellent lovers with great sex drive. He stopped there and bought a wife!

No man knows what is on the next floor because no man has ever made beyond the fourth floor and wives that are great lovers with strong sex drive.

This store proves that men are much more simple creatures than women!

My life story has never been an interesting one

July 4, 2014, 12:51 am

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I never had happiness. My childhood memories are filled with just moments of harassment and terror.  Love was never in my vocabulary. Those were the days when I covered my fears and forced myself a lot to grow faster.

My mother died when I was still small. I thought my father was the only person left for me then. But just after few months, he picked up another woman as his wife. She was a widow and had three children of her own. She talked so sweet and made my father work hard.

In her eyes, I always remained different child. My father will be out almost all day. I never became a good boy for my step mother how hard I tried. I was never allowed to eat with them when my father was away. If I play with her kids, I will be spanked saying that a motherless kid shouldn’t play with her kids. They neglected me like an owl perching on a stall of cowshed.

No matter how badly I was being treated, I never told my father. I just didn’t want to separate them. My father loved her as much he did for me. I only prayed god to help my step-mother to see me as a good boy. But my prayers remained unanswered. I was always bad. Scolds and spanks never ended. When a new baby boy was born in our family, I was happy for at last having a brother of my own. But in the eyes of my step-mother he was never my brother. I wasn’t allowed to carry him, cradle him or even see him.

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I couldn’t prove my love to my father and the little brother. Step mother always delinked me from them. So I thought to run away from the family. When headmaster picked me to go school, I was rescued from the rage. I was glad. On reaching school, kids of my batch were crying out of home sickness. But I was in a celebrative mood.

I hated returning home. I never returned home indeed. Though I missed my father and cubby younger brother, thinking of how my step mother would look at me kept me grounded at school. When my friends leave home during weekends and vacations, I was at school helping my teachers and cooks. They treated me well. They allowed me to play with their kids and eat with them.

I completed my primary school by then. This means I had to leave middle secondary school. But it wasn’t a matter of joy for me. I wondered who would finance my education. Seeing my father always drinking, I lost my hope to continue the education. Luckily I received an academic excellence scholarship. This scholarship program has supported all along.

And today I don’t have anything. I lost my father few years ago. I lost all the properties. I have never heard of my younger brother. I am back to my earlier node. However, unlike earlier now I am grown up and literate. Yet as the future stretches before me my mind sometimes recalls those moments - all sad moments.

It's a fictional story. I wrote it just to keep my blog updated. I really ran out of topics to blog. Sorry!

Some millionaires in Bhutan are just temple caretakers

July 13, 2014, 5:22 am

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On auspicious days, temples like Changangkha in Thimphu and Kichu in paro are the ones that collect maximum footfalls. They collect quite a good amount of money and other things like Dalda and incenses as offerings from people. By the end of the day, anyone can tell how many people have come there. Money will be seen like autumn leaves all over their altars and Dalda like debris of a flood.

If we visit the temple the very next day, we’ll be surprised. Altars will be clean with only few low denomination money on them. The piles of Dalda will be no more. It’s not that they are stored up to be used in coming days; the caretaker takes them to town and resells to shopkeepers at discounted prices.

If it’s like those temples don’t have space to store them, the money received out of sales should remain with the temple. But I have never heard or seen those temples keeping a separate fund out of such money or making any charitable contribution. Only I see is those temples’ caretakers buying new cars and constructing new houses. 

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This indeed is sad. People’s offerings are getting channelized to fulfillment of personal desires. If you don’t believe me, study the financial positions of some caretakers say that of Changangkha and Kichu temples. You’ll be taken aback to know they are multi-real estate holders despite having no other income sources or parental fortunes.

There is a belief that if we eat what others have offered in temples, we’ll be reborn as a blind moth that hovers aimlessly around butter lamps and then gets burned. I was told that this will be repeated until all misdeeds will be cleared. But it seems such beliefs have never reached them. Today those temples are more than a goose that lay golden eggs but only to their caretakers.

When I asked my wife not to buy Dalda to offer in temple last Monday telling what I know about the Kichu Lhakhang caretaker she said, “Let them do whatever they want. Negative karma will get added only onto their loads not on ours.” She’s right. My view was that Dalda won’t be used where she wanted to be used. Gods and statues of temples don’t need money. Only people do. And if we really want to give money to people, there are many in the streets who probably deserve prior to temples.

It may sound blasphemous. But I find myself more contended when giving money to a physically challenged beggar than offering to temple. If offered in latter, it’s not sure whether it will be used where I intended. The intention will remain same even if I use it to light butter lamps at my home. Otherwise my hard earned money will go in making yet another millionaire from the temple.

This does not apply to caretakers of all the temples in Bhutan. There can be an exception. 

Bhutanese Bloggers Directory 2014

July 14, 2014, 7:55 pm

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Blog Admin	Name of the Blog	Blog Url
Manju Wakley	A Bhutanese Traveller's Diary	www.abhutanesetravellersdiary.blogspot.com
Tongyal	A Blog Tongyal	www.tongyal.blogspot.com
Tshewang Tobden	A Figment of my Thoughts	www.tobdentshewang.blogspot.com
Sonam Tashi	A journey through Time	www.sonamtt.blogspot.com
Kelzang Dawa	A miscellaneous Journal	www.kelzangdawa.blogspot.com
Luzee	A mother's Journey	www.luzee.blogspot.com
Tshering Yangzom	A ray of Hope	www.tsheringyangzo.blogspot.com
Sacha Dorji	A Wise Voice	www.saachad9.blogspot.com
Lotey Om	All my Songs	www.loteyz.blogspot.com
Amrith Bdr Subba	Amrith Bdr Subba's Diary	www.amrithdiary.wordpress.com
Sonam Tobgay	And there's more to life	www.sogyel.com
Singye Choden	Arranging the Pages of Life	www.kezangsharon.blogspot.com
Tandin Pem	As I like it	www.astandinlikesit.blogspot.com
Pema Wangyel	As I travel my Life's Journey	www.pemawangyel.blogspot.com
Sonam Tshering	As I walk Through	www.hello2sonam.blogspot.com
Nidup Gyeltshen	Aspirations Juvenile	www.nidupgyaltshen.blogspot.com
Kinga Om Dorji	Bartsham Queenghaa	www.bartsham-queenghaa.blogspot.com
KB Wakhley	Kingdom of most friendly People	www.kbwakhley.blogspot.com
Karma Jinings	Bhutan Girl	www.bhutangirl.com
Dechen	Bhutan in the eyes of a Bhutanese	www.dechendee2012.blogspot.com
Tshering C Dorji	Bhutan Literature	www.bhutanliterature.blogspot.com
Sonam Dema	Bhutan News Archive	www.newsbhutan.blogspot.com
Tshoki	Bhutan, by Tshoki	www.bhutanbytshoki.blogspot.com
Yeshey Dorji	Bhutan: Land of the Thunder Dragon	www.yesheydorji.blogspot.com
Unknown	Bhutanese Lyrics	www.bhutanlyrics.blogspot.com
Neeks	Bhutanlines	www.bhutanlines.blogspot.com
D.W. Dorji	Blissful Ignorance	www.blissfulignorance51.blogspot.com
Tashi Dorji	Blog Bhutan	www.blogbhutan.wordpress.com
Tashi Wangmo	Blog of a Bhutanese Girl	www.tashiwangmo.com
Dechen Yangki	Building up a Life	www.dechenyangki.blogspot.com
Bunu Tamang	Bunu's Inscription	www.tedykids.blogspot.com
Chimmy Lhamo	Cee Mee's Blog	www.ceemee91.blogspot.com
Chencho Thinley	ChenchoTwrites	www.chenchothinley.blogspot.com
Chhimi Dorji	Chhimi's collection of the world	www.chhimidorji.blogspot.com
Rupa KK Gurung	Colour your life	www.rupakaykaygrg.blogspot.com
Tandin Wangmo	Colours of life	www.tandinw.blogspot.com
Bishnu Kumar	Creative Donkey	www.creativedonkey.wordpress.com
Damcho Wangdi	Damcho's NOTEBOOK	www.dumchowangdi.blogspot.com
Pema Rabsel	Dawa's Writing Page	www.dawakoto1.blogspot.com
Dechen Rabgyal	Dechen's Reflections	www.dechensreflection.blogspot.com
Kuenzang Gyelmo	Dekichoden	www.kuenzanggyelmo.blogspot.com
Tshering Dendup	Dendup	www.dendup1919.blogspot.com
Dechen Yangzom	Desyen's Diary	www.deeyang.blogspot.com
Dhan Kumar Rai	Dhan's Ultrabook	www.dhansultrabook.blogspot.com
Sonam Gyeltshen	Dhenpo's Odyssey	www.dhengpo.blogspot.com
Gayatri Bhandari	Diarification	www.gayatribhandari.blogspot.com
Sonam Zangpo	Diary of a Farmer	www.soonamzaangpo.blogspot.com
Jamyang	Distant Memory	www.archjams.blogspot.com
Dorji Penjore	Dorji Penjore	www.dorjipenjore.blogspot.com
Dorji Wangchuk	Dorji Wangchuk	www.dorjiwangchuk.blogspot.com
Sonam Wangmo	Dragon Tales	www.sonamongmo7.com
Ugyen Gyeltshen	Dreams I dream	www.yuganyeoman.blogspot.com
Pema Wangchuk	Droplet in the Ocean	www.pjiscalinu.blogspot.com
Unknown	Drukyul Blogger	www.drukyulblogger.blogspot.com
Dorji Yangka	Energy issues in Bhutan	www.bhuyangs.blogspot.com
Sithup K. Dawa	Even you can learn from them	www.sithupkarseldawa.blogspot.com
Karma Choden	Everything Else	www.karmacdn.blogspot.com
Sancha Rai	Expand your horizons	www.sancharai.blogspot.com
Kesang Dema	Expressing Me	www.kesang25.blogspot.com
L.Tharchen	Expressing my views	www.sonofura.blogspot.com
Gyeltshen	Expression of Sombeb Gyeltshen	www.sombebgyeltshen.blogspot.com
Sonam Dema	Facts & Figments	www.sonamdema.blogspot.com
Ko Soo	Faint Heart	www.faintheartz.blogspot.com
Chador Wangmo	Feelings and Emotions	www.demandness.blogspot.com
Nawang Phuntsho	Folktales for all	www.bhutanfolktales.blogspot.com
Gopilal Acharya	Gopilal Acharya	www.gopilalacharya.blogspot.com
Lekey C Dorji	Happiness is where you find it	www.choden-dorji.blogspot.com
Gyeltshen Dorji	Happy Galax's Page	www.happygalax.blogspot.com
Yeesi7	Hear my Voice	www.yeesinorfe07.blogspot.com
Pem Dem	Heart to Heart	www.dempem-heart2heart.blogspot.com
Rekha Monger	I Relate to That	www.irelatetothat.blogspot.com
Sonam Yangdon	I wonder and I still need answers	www.writersofbhutan.blogspot.com
Jurme Chhowing	iamDrukpa	www.iamdrukpa.blogspot.com
Phurba Phuba	Immortal	www.phurbaphuba.blogspot.com
Chuki	Imperfectly Perfect	www.perfect-chuki.blogspot.com
Anu	In Disarray	www.anushasugglurgowda.blogspot.com
Sangay Tashi	Island Prince	www.sangeytashey.blogspot.com
Kelden Wangchuk	Jack of no Trades	www.keldenwangchuk.blogspot.com
Tashi Wangchuk	Jaggu's Adenture	www.jaggutashi.blogspot.com
Jamtsho	JamSo Diary	www.jamsodiary.blogspot.com
Jigme Namgyel	Jigme Namgyel's Journal	www.jimmynamgyel.blogspot.com
Dawa Tamang	Journal of my Life	www.dawaskynet.blogspot.com
Prem Limbu	Journey Through Life	www.premlimbu.blogspot.com
Choki Gyeltshen	Journey with Choki Gyeltshen	www.chokigyeltshen.blogspot.com
Jurme Thinley	Jurme's Free Thoughts	www.jurmethrinley.blogspot.com
Pem Dem	Just Fell and Write	www.justfeelandwrite.blogspot.com
Karma Wangda	Karma Wangda's Page	www.karmawangda.blogspot.com
Karma Choden	Karmachoden	www.karmachoden.wordpress.com
KB Lama	KB Lama's Blog	www.kblama.blogspot.com
Kuch K Subba	Keep Smiling	www.maniechemzong.blogspot.com
Kelzang Namgay	Kelzang Namgay's Blog	www.kuzuzangpolaa.blogspot.com
Kinga Choden	Kinga Choden	www.kingachoden.com
Kuenza	Kuenza's Diary	www.kuenza.blogspot.com
Langa Tenzin	Langa Tenzin's Blog	www.langatenz.in
Lekey Wangdi	Lekey Wangdi	www.lekeywangdi.blogspot.com
Leythro's Journey	Leythro	www.leythro-darlo.blogspot.com
Kinley Wangchuk	Liabrary of my Life	www.imwangchuk.blogspot.com
Tshering Tobgay	Life and politics in Bhutan	www.tsheringtobgay.com
Sangay Phuntsho	Life has much more in its basket	www.sangayphuntsho.blogspot.com
Sonam Dorji	Life is Metamorphosis of Time	www.sonamdorjilhaden.blogspot.com
Lingchen J Dorji	Lingsword	www.lingchen-lings.blogspot.com
Sonam Dorji	Living through my thoughts	www.somdoji.blogspot.com
Lobzang Nima	Lobsang Nima's soul searching	www.lobzangn.blogspot.com
Lotey Om	Lotey's	www.loteyom.blogspot.com
Pema Wangdi	Lotu's Perspectives	www.empoweredlotus.blogspot.com
Phuntsho	Love of my Life	www.casanovakinley.blogspot.com
Lucky Wangmo	Lucky's Diary	www.ladychungku.blogspot.com
Lungten Wangchuk	Lungten Wangchuk	www.lungchuk.blogspot.com
Unknown	Maid of Astolat	www.maidofastolate.blogspot.com
Tashi Jamtsho	Making your way	www.tashijamso56.blogspot.com
Choney Dolker	Mastyl3	www.mastyl3.blogspot.com
Jambay Lhamo	Me and My Crazy Thoughts	www.jambaylhamo.blogspot.com
Subba Shan	Mesmerising Bhutan	www.subbashanti.blogspot.com
Pema Selden	Mind over matter	www.pemaseday.blogspot.com
Aby Thakaran	Mostly about Bhutan	www.grossblogalhappiness.wordpress.com
Tshering Chekii	My Bizzare World	www.tsheche.blogspot.com
Kinley Dorji Thinley	My Collections	www.kinleydiary.blogspot.com
Jigme Choki	My Frame of Mind	www.jimiechoki.blogspot.com
Kinga Pem	My Little Thoughts	www.kingapem.blogspot.com
Namgang Chejey	My Little Views	www.namgangchejey.blogspot.com
Karma Wangmo	My Moments	www.kkilu73.blogspot.com
Sangay Phuntsho	My Open Diary	www.pangkhar.blogspot.com
Sangay Dee	My Page	www.brokshee.blogspot.com
Pema Tshomo	My world in words and colours	www.pematshomo3.blogspot.com
Gayleg Dema	My Write Ups	www.gaylegdema.blogspot.com
Chezang	Naktsheri Tangchung	www.choyangrangdrel.blogspot.com
Namgay Rinchen	Namgay's Expression	www.namgayrinchhen.blogspot.com
Nawang Jamtsho	Nawang	www.nawang91.blogspot.com
Dorji Nguldrup	Nguldrupa's past, present & future	www.jigtenkhorwa.blogspot.com
Nima	Nima	www.nimddoblog.blogspot.com
Ugyen Rangdol	Note-Book	www.rangdol99.blogspot.com
Tashi Gyelmo	Once Along the Journey of my Life	www.horticulturetg.blogspot.com
Dechen	One sun, Many Rays	www.d33chentd.blogspot.com
Passang Tshering	PaSsu Diary	www.passudiary.com
Sonam Norbu	Peace and Sustainability	www.snovu.blogspot.com
Sherub Pelmo	Pelmo's Journal	www.sherubpelmo.blogspot.com
Pema Dakpa	Pema Dakpa's Blog	www.pemadakpa.blogspot.com
Pema Namgyel	Pemas Thought	www.pemasthought.blogspot.com
Nawang Phuntsho	Penstar	www.nawangpenstar.com
Ugyen Gyeltshen	Porky Pie	www.pigintestine.blogspot.com
Kinzang T	Qinza's Stories	www.qinzat.blogspot.com
Kinley Zangmo	Raindrops and Sunspots	www.photographychoseme.blogspot.com
Kinley Wangmo	Realistic	www.kinleyom.blogspot.com
Unknown	Reflections	www.ilovesweating.blogspot.com
Cigay	Reflections of a Bhutanese Man	www.cigay.blogspot.com
Dorji Penjore	Rigphel Inscriptions	www.dorji-penjor.blogspot.com
Riku Dhan Subba	Riku Dhan Subba's Blog	www.rikkuwrites.blogspot.com
Samten Yeshi	Saamy's Thoughts into Words	www.saamyspeaks.blogspot.com
Sangay Duba	Sangay Cholden's Random Thoughts	www.sangaycholdenduba.blogspot.com
Sangay Khandu	Sangay Khandu's Blog	www.sangaykhandu.com
Sangay Tshewang	Sangay's Literature in Hurry	www.sangaytsewang.blogspot.com
Lhaki Woezer	Satin Diaries	www.satin-diaries.com
Sonam Tashi	Seed of Life	www.sonamtashi92.blogspot.com
Dendup Chophel	Self Study	www.dchophel.blogspot.com
Sherab Tenzin	Sherab Tenzin's Blog	www.sherutenzin.com
Needrup Zangpo	Sidhi Bhadra	www.needrupzangpo.blogspot.com
Singye	Singye's Blog	www.singye.bt
Sherab Thai	Something Meaningful	www.sherabthai.blogspot.com
Sonam Dorji	Sonam Dorji Blog	www.sonamdorji07.wordpress.com
Sonam Dorji	Sonam Dorji's Blog	www.sonamdorji505.blogspot.com
Sonam Tenzin	Sonam Tenzin's Blog	www.somtnz.blogspot.com
Sonam	Sonam's Diary	www.sonamsdiary.blogspot.com
Sonam Wangdi	Sonam's Diary	www.sonamsediary.blogspot.com
Sonam	Sonam's Own	www.sonamcokiss.blogspot.com
Sonam	Sonam's SillyWit	www.sillywit.blogspot.com
Sonam Jamtsho	Sonam's Stance	www.somjames.blogspot.com
Dechen Wangmo	Soul Searching	www.deychenwangmo.blogspot.com
Hannah Gurung	Speaking from the Heart	www.hannahgurung.blogspot.com
Demi Tshewang	Spicely Spiced Spicies	www.spicydemi.blogspot.com
Sweta Giri	Symphony	www.symphonyswess.blogspot.com
Kuenga Dendup	Tales of Every Time	www.wamlingwriter.blogspot.com
Yiwang Pindarica	Tales of the Drukpa Girl	www.drukpagirl.blogspot.com
Tashi Dendup	Tashi Dendup's Blog	www.tashidendup2010.blogspot.com
Tashi Tshering	Tashi has a say	www.tashitshering.blogspot.com
Tshering Penjore	Tea Pea's Blog	www.tshering-penjor.blogspot.com
Chidananda	Teenager+	www.tandinhope.blogspot.com
Tenzin Phuntsho	Tenzin Phuntsho's Blog	www.tenzinphuntsho1.blogspot.com
Terton	Terton's Say	www.tertonsay.blogspot.com
Monu Tamang	The Abyss of Freedom	www.monutamang.blogspot.com
Passang Wangmo	The Country Girl's Diary	www.queenzasstyle.blogspot.com
Tempa Gyeltshen	The Eastern Sun	www.tempagyeltshen.blogspot.com
Unknown	The Jungle Boy	www.borangdaza.blogspot.com
Jigme Tenzin	The Memoirs of Young Heart	www.memoirsofyoungheart.wordpress.com
Tshewang Rabgay	The Novice Pen	www.tnovice.blogspot.com
Tshering Delkar	The other side of me	www.tsheereng.blogspot.com
Karma Thinley	The Paper	www.karmathinley90.blogspot.com
Deepan Tamang	The Real World	www.deepantamang.blogspot.com
Sonam Wangdi	The songs of celebrations & solitude	www.dazedme-davinci.blogspot.com
Ugyen Wangchuk	The soul's words	www.ugyenl.blogspot.com
Tashi P Ganzin	The TPGanzin's Blog	www.theganzinlife.blogspot.com
Jigme Lhendup	The Word Digger	www.wordigger.blogspot.com
Dechen Ugyen	The world I know, my small world	www.dichenugen.blogspot.com
Thinley Jamtsho	Thinley Jamtsho's Blog	www.thinleyjamtsho.com
Thinley Yangzom	Thinley Yangzom	www.thinleyyangzom.blogspot.com
Namgay Tenzin	This is Namgay Tenzin's Page	www.wwwntenzin.blogspot.com
Dawa Tamang	Thoughts and Works	www.dawaknight.blogspot.com
Jigme Zangpo	Thoughts of Jigme Zangpo	www.jigmezangpo11.blogspot.com
Namkha Norbu	Thoughts of Moment	www.namkhainorbu.wordpress.com
Thrinley Wangmo	Thrinley's Thoughts	www.thrinlexs.blogspot.com
Thinley Dorji	Thrinzil's Shangrilla	www.thrinzilsshangrilla.blogspot.com
Karma Tenzin	Through the lens of my eyes	www.kkarmattenzin.blogspot.com
Ugyen Norbu	Through the prism of my Eyes	www.ugyen-norbu.blogspot.com
Chimmi Dorji	Time pass scribble-bin	www.chimsd.blogspot.com
Norbu	To Teach and Learn	www.nobuteacher.blogspot.com
Sonam Norbu	Tobden	www.tobden2011.blogspot.com
Tshering Palrik	Tshering Sketches	www.palrik.blogspot.com
Tshering Tangbi	Tshering Tangbi	www.tsheringtangbi.blogspot.com
Tshering Peldon	Tshering's Blog	www.tsherinpeldon.blogspot.com
Tshewang Rinchen	Tshewang's Green Thought	www.tshewangrinchen.blogspot.com
Tshewang Gyeltshen	Tshewang's Journal	www.tshewangsjournal.blogspot.com
Ugen C Dorji	Ugen Chophel Dorji's Personal Blog	www.bhutan2009.blogspot.com
Ugyen Wangdi	Ugyen Wangdi Art	www.uwangdi.blogspot.com
Dorji Wangchuk	Understanding the people Around	www.dorjiwangchuksharchop.blogspot.com
Peyang	Unspoken Words	www.pegayle.blogspot.com
Tshewang Dorji	Untold stories	www.tshewangd.blogspot.com
Sangay Pelzang	Void and Empty	www.sangaypelzang.blogspot.com
Wangcha Sangey	Wangcha Sangey	www.wangchasangey.blogspot.com
Wang Tshering	Wang's Adventure	www.wangtshering.blogspot.com
Karma Wangzom	Wangzom's Thoughts	www.karmawangzom.blogspot.com
Ugyen Tshering	Weaving thoughts & contemplations	www.ugentshering.blogspot.com
Chukuu	When the voice within pens down	www.chukuu.wordpress.com
Deepak	Where the mind is without fear	www.sotmus.blogspot.com
Aurora	WordsWorthMillions	www.wordsworthmillions.wordpress.com
Namgay Zam	Wordywise	www.metanamgay.wordpress.com
Karam Thukten	World of fantasy	www.karmathukten.blogspot.com
Pelden Nima	Writing from the land of Khengpas	www.peldennima.blogspot.com
Kuenzang Thinley	Writing my Own Unwritten Lines	www.shingkhar.blogspot.com
Singye Wangmo	Writing: reaffirming my Existence	www.singayk.blogspot.com
Unknown	Writings on the Rock	www.writingsontherock.wordpress.com
Lhendup Chejay	Yangka Chojay	www.lhendupchejay.blogspot.com
Karma Yezer	Yedzer's Blog	www.karmayedzer.blogspot.com
Yonten	Yonten's Free flow verses & poems	www.yontenp.blogspot.com
Zhonba	Zhonba and Thoughts	www.zhonba.blogspot.com

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Leave as comment if I have missed to include in above list. Thank you!

Why Bhutan is often referred as a Land of Phallus?

July 17, 2014, 10:16 pm

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Bhutan is often known as a ‘land of phalluses’ for western people. This though can be attributed to presence of many stories of Lam Drukpa Kuenley in our history, presence of physical paintings of those flying and highly erected phalluses on the walls and windows of Bhutanese houses and temples also must be helping them in drawing this conclusion.

When those western people see its paintings almost everywhere in Bhutan, they must be wondering why Bhutanese people are so much into phalluses. Now even our handicraft shops whose customers are mostly western people have also started selling red-painted wooden phalluses.

In every possibility, this may lead to Bhutan being looked differently by them. Bhutan may be looked as a country that culturally supports gender discrimination. Phalluses that represent male are everywhere and vaginas that would represent female are nowhere. I don’t know how female tourists would be thinking of this.

Presence of such paintings usually in western Bhutan reveals just one side of the story

But this perception will be changed should all parts of Bhutan are equally accessible for the tourists. They will reach to parts of Bhutan where vagina receive equal recognition. I have seen the phallus paintings mostly common in western parts of Bhutan. Instance in Zhemgang, phallus paintings aren’t as common as vagina paintings. You’ll see only vagina being painted on walls, drawn on water taps, carved on big tree barks and even on rocks.

Phalluses in western Bhutan are depicted furious with blazing fire around them. In some it’s depicted riding a lion, tiger and even Jachung in some cases. Just like how phallus is being treated in west, vagina is being treated in Zhemgang and possibly in other central parts of Bhutan.

Therefore, Bhutan being referred as ‘Land of Phallus’ by western countries has nothing to do with gender discrimination. So much it’s due to presence of Lam Drukpa Kuenley’s stories in our history, it’s also a matter of those people not being travelled in other parts of Bhutan.

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It was few weeks ago we have proposed ex-country training for two people. It was based on the availability of its budget for our section this year. My boss has actually proposed the training in Philippines for fourteen days. On approval, though country is Philippines, number of the training days was slashed to just 8 days. Never mind, that is what HR people usually do.

According to an approved itinerary, we will be in Bangkok on 9^th August evening and in Philippines the following day. After staying in Philippines attending trainings from 10^th to 17^th i.e. for a week, we will be back to Bangkok on 17th. On 18we will be flying back to Bhutan. The journey seems short. 

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I am happy for getting this approved though. I am thankful to my boss for taking my name in the list for it as much as I am indebted to my organization. It shows goodness of him as much as it shows the attention given by the company on me. This will be my first experience on many attributes. Indeed I have never left Bhutan even for a day. So I am sure many new things will happen during it.

But nothing comes for free. No sooner this proposal was accepted, I was called to sign a HRD Bond which contains a clause saying I have to refund double the total expenditure incurred in me for this training should I leave this job before completing this so called bond period. This though proves good for the company, it will be a restriction for us to move other greener pastures later.

So everything said and done, I will be leaving Bhutan on 9^th August. Hope to learn some wonders of Thailand and Philippines.

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So I tell, you can always take one with you

July 25, 2014, 12:09 am

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When you walk along the streets of Thimphu;

You will see someone begging you,

You can’t say in that his life isn’t that tough;

So I tell, you can always take one with you.

When you drive along the well-paved road;

You’ll see someone waiting for a car,

Who knows for how long he waited there?

So I tell, you can always take one with you.

When you’re seated inside a packed city bus;

You’ll always see someone who is old and weak,

Someone stripped with a child but without seats;

So I tell, you can always take one with you.

When you walk along the pavement in rain;

Canopied by an umbrella keeping you dry and clean,

You’ll see someone drenched in cold rain;

So I tell, you can always take one with you.

When you are on casual evening walk;

You’ll see someone with just no place to stay,

And then sleeping roadside on remains;

So I tell, you can always take one with you.

When you go to night clubs and pubs;

You’ll always see some youths in all odds,

Who can say few words from you won’t change them?

So I tell, you can always take one with you.

When you lend your ears to news-loaded-air;

You’ll hear how a student girl babysits for someone,

And a student boy sweats on roadside just to go school;

So I tell, you can always take one with you.

If you’re good observant and walk around;

You’ll see many older, poorer and weaker than you,

Reminding how fortunate you are;

So I tell, you can always take one with you.

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July 30, 2014, 12:21 am

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This comment was left for this article. And as far as length and number of views expressed in one comment is concerned, this is the most comprehensive comment my blog ever recieved. Thank you Chabda for taking your time to read the article and caring to drop your views. Thank you.

Hello Sherab,

It appears that you have done quite a bit of research on the “Koe-ngyes” (care takers). I am not sure if anyone of them have become a millionaire, but it surely draws a lot of attention. This is not the first time that we are hearing about them, infact there are several local sayings about the perks of Kichu “Koengye” and Dechenphug “Kangjub”. By the way they are also under the constant radar of Dratsang Lhentshog and are as much accountable to compliance and audit.

Like how we have independent rules and disciplines in the Arm force, there is a similar one with Dratsangs too, infact it dates back to pre introduction of Dual System and all these independent system comes along with various tasks and perks at different level, with Kichu Koengye being one among many that I would like to share some of my thoughts.

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As much we don’t want to believe, the fact is most of the “Dragays” (Senior monks) residing at our Dzongs are not so learned academically, so one can pretty much assume how unprepared they are, should they spend later part of their lives in retreat. Ofcourse they are exceptionally talented at performing rituals and Chams but that remains at the Dzong when its time for them to retire. So what do they do now? They have spent atleast 2/3 of their lives on average at the Dzong, performing several duties, and they have equally invested in taking good care of our old age traditions and contributed as much if not more, than any Civil Servants to our GNH that is so much talked about these days.

I have been told that Kichu Koengye is the last of duties assigned just before they retire, mainly to support their living thereafter from whatever earnings they get from the temple, not everyone at the Dzongs are entitled to this specific location. They have their own norms and qualification criteria. One must have served in these senior management roles such as “Kudrung”, “Choepoen” “Jawo Koenye” and few more, only then you get nominated for Kichu Koengye. So now you know it’s not as simple as it seems.

I intend to write more about the shortfalls at the Dratsangs and basically look at the how, when and where should the monks head once they retire, Kichu Koengye shouldn’t be the last of the resort that they should be banking on, however, my language is limited and I can hardly convey my thoughts over my write up, so I’ll let you discover on your own.

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August 6, 2014, 1:26 am

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People who haven’t faced problems in their lives tend to take life easy. Life for them would mean just celebration and joy. They won’t care to think; who actually sweated when they rocked, whose hands had bled when theirs remained folded and who cried when they laughed. They would be just bothered by when they would get something good for themselves rather than by when they would be able to do something good for others. Life would be just receiving for them. They would live superficially; not being very reflective on many essences of our life.

If such people make up to becoming Managers in an organization or other institutions, they won’t care the subordinates much. It would take so much time for them in understanding the problems of his subordinates. Such managers will be just result-oriented – not means oriented. He will expect all his subordinates to be like hardworking donkeys. The sentiments of subordinates would hardly receive his attention.

A person who hasn’t faced the problems won’t be as humble, open and compassionate as a person who has faced and endured problems in life. Therefore, people with no scars in his mind will hardly reach a level to be accredited as strategic leaders. 

Proverb Courtesy: African Proverb

Problems remove black stains of people and make them shine. Problems tend to make people more philosophical. People with scars of problems ask bigger questions to life. In Buddhism also, sufferings have always been a vehicle for deep spiritual growth in people. Unless we have endured problems, our minds have a tendency to take everything for granted. To bring true human in us, first we must be placed where we’re tolerated; not where we’re celebrated.

If you take two students for example; one from rich family background who has hardly faced any problem in his life and one from poor family who has endured so many social and financial problems, it’s very unlikely that latter would have an outlook of life just like former does. A student from poor family already being pressed, smeared and tested by many problems, he would be hardworking, sincere, reflective and humble. Everything being same in school, students who fail in exams are usually children of wealthy parents. Therefore, little problem in life is important to bring good out of us. Otherwise we human will cross a boundary and act like lunatic rhinos.

But also too much problem in life is not so good. We will be crippled to dust of no-hope if unending problems confront our strides.

If you like things easy, you'll have difficulties; if you like problems, you'll succeed.

I am back to Bhutan, my own country

August 21, 2014, 11:00 pm

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I am back to Bhutan after two weeks long of being outside in Philippines and Thailand. How it is great to be back! I have missed everything of Bhutan starting from dishes to clean air. I felt like a fish-out-of-water.  Life there would be very tough - all appear to be in rush to make just more and more money.  Can't think of living there even for a month. Money would be everything there!

When I first stepped out of the plane there, I was dumb-founded and grounded. I even thought why I felt happy when my candidature for this training was announced. In the crowd of hustles and bustles, I was just like a little kid on his first day of school - timidly hiding behind my friends and walking wherever they walked. Indeed I don't remember feeling myself so useless as much as my friends so important. It was only during this I felt all those coming in me.

One of the top 10 sky decks in world - Hotel BayLeaf

This in other side may be just my own weakness - being less exposed to foreign countries and their  cultures. I must have been just contended of my own pond and has never cared to know more about ocean - the world that is bigger than mine. When I was taken out of my pond, I was scared off by the size of that ocean and the number of species it holds. I never thought my pond has actually offered me many things which some of them are not present even in that ocean.   

However, I didn't find everything of that ocean bad. Actually it too has some good traits which actually would be worth importing in Bhutan - my pond. But some will be too large to be imported in my pond. I have learned so much things in many ways - some in hard ways though. I will share them in following days. Indeed I have many things. Because it was a Journey to the Mysterious Lands for me.         

Prostitution in the Philippines

August 24, 2014, 11:03 pm

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When we’re in Philippines, one thing we can notice so easily are massage parlours with photos of more-than-half-naked beautiful girls hung right above the entrances or pasted above the doors. We can see many girls in their entrances. If asked on what are their designations, they’ll say GROs – Guest Relationship Officers. So GROs are the ones who chatter to the passersby inviting for a massage service. They are the ones who even come to hold our hands and block our ways to tell price slabs of different massage packages offered in their parlour.

I wondered whether those massage parlours are actually doing good business. There aren’t just two or few. We can see many such similar parlours within the reach of our sights. All seem to have same business designs. And almost all employees in them appear to be young and beautiful girls just wearing tight and easily removable shorts.

When we leisurely roam streets, we don’t get massage service offers only from GROs of those parlours, we also get such offers from side-car and taxi drivers. They must be in partnership with those parlours. It seems they have good marketing strategy to pool as many customers as possible in their parlours. Good. 

Typical GROs of a massage parlour in Philippines. Source: Google

But I didn’t accept no matter how many times I was being offered. I was with a thought that massage services are usually for old people who are having different joint pains or are heavily stressed. I am neither old nor have any joint pain.  And on telling it to those agents, they’ll quickly rephrase the offer and say, “many beautiful girls there huh” and show us photos of sexy young girls who are either half-naked or completely naked.

This means massage parlours are actually brothels. I have seen both young and old alike visiting those parlours. Otherwise it will be very unlikely for the young people to acquire massage services just like me. And also with much observation, I came to know that most of the customers who drop by for massage services are males. I haven't seen a girl or a woman visiting those parlours.

So one day I asked one of the staffs of the institute about this. He said that though prostitution is legal in the Philippines, those people are doing it with different names something like massage parlours, barber shops or bars just to avoid government's regulatory demands. What happens inside those parlours are actually supposed to be that of brothels. He said to me.

Therefore, don’t be mistaken when you visit Philippines. If you’re offered with massage services, they are actually offering you to become a customer for their prostitution business. Massage is synonymous to prostitution - in the Philippines. 

An evening walk with a prostitute part-I

August 26, 2014, 3:47 am

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The moment I heard there are prostitutes in Philippines, I was surprised. Really. My thought at that instant was like how a developed country like that can have people working as prostitutes. They are supposed to be financially at a loft. Being a prostitute, as far as I know is the last and the only choice of job any woman will think of. This belongs to the people of less developed countries.

But I was made to accept the truth – bitter truth indeed. They have prostitutes despite Philippines being one of the developed countries. When one of my Filipino friends explained prostitution for me from their perspectives, I felt their society actually accepts it well though. They have ‘if you can earn there, that too can be a job’ sort of attitude towards it. It seems there is no social stigma attached to it. A prostitute is being looked like any other worker. Work means work for them – even prostitution is a work. 

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But we never know whether prostitutes too have this same attitude. They must be having different stories to tell. We can’t precisely say they too have accepted it as one of the works just like their society. If other choices to make livings are available for them, some of them may be willing to stop working in it right there. They must have not come all along their life dreaming to become prostitutes. Therefore, my curiosity to know them became more and more piercing. I wanted to hear such story from a person who actually works as one.

It was only later I got a chance – a chance to walk in a park with a prostitute and hear all her stories. My friend from there has made all the arrangements for this after I have requested him again and again. Thanks to him. Otherwise I would have never heard such a story in my life. I would have not realized how fortunate we are and particularly our women. 

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August 29, 2014, 4:21 am

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On my way back home, I saw three little kids. Actually it was not the first time I was seeing them. I have been seeing them almost every day playing together for quite a while now. When I see them playfully together, I used to wonder what must be keeping them together. They are not brothers. Yet they stay like brothers.

But yesterday I saw them differently. No sooner I reached few meters away from them than a quarrel broke out and then a fight. I sped up my pace to intervene before exchanging few possible slaps and may be even blows among them. I was successful.

I stood stranded beside the group. I wanted to know the reason; a reason that brought chaos in that otherwise happy group. On asking, one was saying that when he wanted to play Dasho, other two have rejected him on the ground that he has just acted it already. “Now it is our turn to become Dasho”, whined the other. But other kid who has just played Dasho wasn’t easily willing to give his role to them. 

 

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I was not surprised by those kids playing this game. Kids usually play such games. I also have memories of my childhood. I used to play a brother, father, hunter, husband and sometimes even a thief. But I have never played as Dasho or that was never even in our roles menu that time. Today’s kids have added one on their options. But it seems all just want to become Dasho – authoritative person adorned with red scarf and pata. Does this mean how we look people in higher position have an influential relationship with the thinking patterns of our younger minds?

Bhutan has many Dashos; some born and some earned. They are being looked differently. Being a Dasho, there are many social perks. Bhutanese by nature are said to be humble and respectful. And if one is Dasho in Bhutan, there will be many who are ready to prostrate for him and agree if you even say Horse for a Cow. But how they feel inside will be quite another thing. Some Dashos in Bhutan are given respects beyond they deserve. But this is not the point I wanted to emphasize.

The point is, such practice to some extent has impeded in instilling dignity of labour in our youths. Since everybody likes being Dasho, nobody likes to become sweeper or plumber. That’s why today, graduates are rather willing to remain unemployed than becoming someone who is not respected much in our society. Therefore, I feel unless we remove such practice of respecting our Dashos so much from our society, dignity of labour will remain at a distance. And also, unless everyone in this little group accepts any role being assigned, the group will not remain integrated.

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I want to thank Sonam Tenzin and Lekey Choden Dorji for nominating me for this challenge. I was worried that with this nomination, I must have appeared active reader for you. But I am not that active to be in your nominations among other really active readers. Perhaps I read - so I too have list of my reads. 

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But before I give my list, I want to list the reads of Sonam Tenzin and Lekey Choden Dorji. May be it can be taken as a note of acknowledgement from me for your nomination. Moreover it will be helpful for me as well as to my readers in making future reading list. 

Sonam Tenzin's Favourite Reads:

1. The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by R. L. Stevenson
2. Kim by Rudyard Kipling
3. Deception Point by Dan Brown
4. The Room on the Roof by Ruskin Bond
5. The Time Machine by H.G. Wells
6. A Study in Scarlet by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
7. Dr. No by Ian Fleming
8. Life of Pi by Yann Martel
9. Rain in the Mountains by Ruskin Bond
10. The Invisible Man by H.G. Wells

 Lekey Choden Dorji's Favourite Reads:

1. A walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks
2. Message in a Bottle by Nicholas Sparks
3. The Wedding by Nicholas Sparks
4. Letters to Juliet by Lise Friedman
5. P.S. I love You by Cecelia Ahern
6. The Host by Stephenie Meyer
7. The Twilight Series by Stephenie Meyer
8. The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
9. Magic Hours by Susan Isaacs
10. The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini

All my reads are not novels. If this challenge is to list only the novels, I would be very sorry. The list of books which I have read and made great impacts in me are:

1. The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
2. The Rescue by Nicholas Sparks
3. Kangaroo by D.H. Lawerence
4. A Bend in the Road by Nicholas Sparks
5. I am Malala by Malala Yousafzai and Christina Lamb
6. Human Voices by Penelope Fitzgerald
7. The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
8. The Monk who Sold his Ferrari by Robin Sharma
9. Deathday Party by Paula Carter
10. Circle of Karma by Kuenzang Choden

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The Joy of being a Blogger - A blogger's Perspective

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They say every road comes to an end. But sometimes there is a time when such end feels just like the beginning even when we think we have come a long way. This is how I am feeling right now. I have been in blogging for quite a long now; still I don’t feel its end. Indeed I have never felt the end. Every end must have been taking me to another start. And every start must have always come loaded with their own shares of abilities to beckon my new strides. This must have then blessed me to remain in blogging. May be I have come thus far blogging just because of them. Still I don’t have a thought of stopping or keeping my blog unattended. I always find time to interact with my blog. So you can say I have actually realized a charm of blogging.

This blog has already become very much part of me. It can give out almost everything about me. It knows when I first fell in love, who is my first love, who are my friends, how I celebrated my last new year, where I work at present and also how I felt when I got selected for my first job. When I sometimes feel very far; lost in a listless daze, my blog acts as my back-up server. And then when I read it all over again whatever I have written before, it brings me back to realities. It’s always wonderful when you’re pulled back to reality. This is a joy only a blogger will realize. 

I have got a good circle of friends - just because of this blog. I have met many inspiring people. The number of people who have circled me in Google, followed me in Twitter, pinned me in Pinterest and liked me in Facebook is actually beyond what an ordinary person like me deserves. I am happy to have a good number of people with whom I can socialize and tell my stories. The happiness increases manifold when I find people among them who have got interest and passion just like me. 

To blog inspirations are everywhere

The world has already become small. It will become further small. Advancement in technology has made all these possible. It will be almost impossible to remain hidden at this computer age unless we resort to. Moreover the world is round. It has got no corner to hide. If I can’t make my presence in the cyber space, then it’ll be as worst as hiding. I don’t want to do that. Therefore, I maintain this blog. And I am happy that I am making my presence in this world despite it being very insignificant.

Information on everything is easily accessible everywhere. They are just a click away. But they are easily available just because someone in other side of the world has shared them. So it won’t be fair on my part. I shouldn’t always remain as just one of their information consumers. I too should give information; which is not that hard. Therefore I maintain this blog. I am happy that I am able to give some information in return to what I have taken from them.

However, just because I maintain a blog, I am not a writer. I maintain a blog because I have quite a long way to travel in refining my English. I have never claimed my English is good. How can an empty sack remain upright? Nobody has praised me on it. Seriously. But for some people, I must have promised to improve it. So I maintain this blog and write things that would matter to my life and also to others. I read blogs of some inspiring people and also post my articles. In the process I learn. I am happy that this learning doesn’t include cost. 

Therefore, I never thought that one day I will be able to see many things through this small window – Sherab Tenzin’s Blog. Indeed there can be more to life than just breathing oxygen.

So enjoy blogging!!

Top 10 Hilarious Facts about ME

September 9, 2014, 4:17 am

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This is in response to the request made by Lekey Choden Dorji. Indeed her request came when I almost fell out of topic to keep my blog updated. Thank you Lekey. So here it goes: 

1. When I drank mineral water for the first time, I have bought it thinking it was some sort of colorless juice.
2. The first and last incident where I stole from others intentionally was stealing of my elder’s brother’s in-law-father’s cucumber. I won’t have done it at first place had cucumber harvest was good in my garden.
3. The noodle I tasted for the first time was Wai wai. I hated its taste so much that time. I also vomited a lot.
4. My prominent desire as a primary school student was to eat a packet of milk powder. When I reached Zhemgang later, I tried just to be vomited no sooner I completed almost half of the packet.
5. When my class teacher asked my ambition when I was sometimes in class 2, it was just a driver. To aim for other professions seemed just like crying-for- a-moon type for me.
6. The most merciless crime I have committed was stapling of a cat’s two ears together. I won’t have done it had my brother not taught me how stapler works that time.
7. I used to love playing archery so much. I quit it when one day my stray arrow landed on my sister’s back. She was sitting among the crowd of spectators.
8. When I travelled by vehicle for the first time, my head remained buried inside my bag at least for two kilometers.
9. The only beating I got from my father was when I playfully cut his knee when he was busy talking with his friends. This also happened in morning of one Losar.
10. The most memorable day of my life as a child was when I found one month’s eggs of a hen under bushes nearby our house. My mother appreciated for that. Our family had the biggest feast of life that evening. I felt very useful once. 

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Hope my readers liked them. And also hope there was some laughs from you while reading them. Thank you for your time. But I too want to laugh, please also give some hilarious facts of you as COMMENTS.  

How I Read Books and Plan My Readings

September 12, 2014, 10:18 am

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Reading just like in any other activities, we are able to get much out of it only if we are both mentally and physically prepared for it. I also read books. But I may not be reading as much as you do or any other active readers do. However, as much as I have read, I have discovered how to read well in getting the best out of books I read. So I thought to share them here. But that will not be an advice from professional. It is just my personal opinion. That’s why the title of this post is How I Read Books.

To begin with, usually I am not able to read books when I am mentally stressed and physically tired. I have tried many times. But things aren’t working well. The reasons are obvious. When I am in such situations, my senses coordinate less. My mind seems saturated. The reading in such situation can be compared to an eagle soaring against wind current. The eagle will not see clearly where it has reached or where it’s heading. Hardly anything of books gets inside me even if I am half way through.

However, I am able to read sometimes even in such times – not complicated books though. I reserve books that have less complex plots and easily readable ones for such times. Books by authors like Nicholas Sparks give good reads at such times. Those books make me feel romantic and sappy. I don’t have to use much of my brain in them. Stories are straight-forward and plots will be plain and predictable. 

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I read classical and philosophical books if I can get up early morning. I also read them when I am free – usually weekends. Reading such books in morning usually gives good starts for days. Sometimes I get out in veranda with a cup of coffee or hot water and read such books. An ability to understand and patience to analyze in me appear active.

How do I know which book will be best to be read during which times? In that case, I read first testimonies given for the book, followed by the blurb at the back and if possible first few pages of the book. I will then draw personal conclusion of which book that I have will give the best read and when. This applies to books which I have never heard or have less knowledge of their contents or stories.

The second choice is by making a list of books base on recommendations by friends. This has always proved better for me. Back at my school days, I used to read books which my friends had already read. And before I start reading, I used to request my friend to give summaries. Their summaries then used to help a lot when I read them myself.

This mechanism has now become very effective. Blogging has helped me in getting access to ardent readers who not just only read books but also care to share their reviews. It helps me a lot. I can now easily make a list of books and plan my readings well. Thank you my fellow bloggers. In years I think I have read a lot. Thank you. 

Nicholas Sparks's Dear John in Review

September 15, 2014, 1:09 am

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If Nicholas Sparks is popular in the world of literature, it can be accredited to his peculiar way of writing – usually eloquent and less complex. The stories he narrates generally don’t come with so many characters, unpredictable plots and unrealistic resolutions. He is being loved by people who like easy reads. So far I have read his The Rescue and A Bend in the Road. I love both of them. But enough with them, now let us talk about his another great creation, Dear John.

Dear John is a lovely story. It starts at present in Germany and takes us to the past in North Carolina where John first meets his lover Savannah. John is a solider. And Savannah is a college student.

The love between John and Savannah is initially like how any other teenage love can be – quick and carefree. However with the passage of time, love between them becomes serious and realistic. It gets tested by various circumstances where both have to make selfless decisions not only for their lives but also for the people whom they love in order to understand what love really meant. Dear John presents different levels and parameters of love.

Nicholas has actually given characters that are realistic. In the course of reading, we can easily make out connections with not only the main characters but also with other minor characters. We can easily make out how Savannah’s presence in his life helps John in actually knowing his father well. Alan - Tim's brother, helps John in knowing Tim well.

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Dear John can be a realistic story. Not because such story has never happened to you and me but appears very likely to have happened to someone. John going off to war and wondering if his lover Savannah will wait there for him is interesting. Some love doesn’t last long so much they are intense and true.

When you turn the last page of Dear John, you’ll be surprised to know how Savannah really turns out. It may break your heart but you will say it’s realistic. You may be more surprised to realize that at one point of time you too have experienced at least portions of ‘Dear John’ story in your life.

But now in moving with recommendation part, do I recommend Dear John to you? I can’t recommend to all. If you like easy read and wants to feel romantic, sappy and ride emotional roller coaster, you may read it. But if you don’t like stories that have sad endings, you better pick up other books. Dear John doesn’t have that.

I think I have given quite a long review. So I don’t want to spoil it before being tasted by you. Go ahead and feel yourself. I heard it’s also being adapted into motion picture. You actually have got choices. Happy Reading!