Why should we thank our teachers?

                          

                                   

To teachers. I salute you all. All the teachers. Had I been the candle, you lit me into flame. You guided the direction of the wind and let the flame glow. The flame that lighted the dark room. To you. My teachers. How can I pay my gratitude? My everyday question. And today I take privilege to wish you a very 'HAPPY TEACHERS' S DAY'.  May God help my teachers to live long and have prosperous life now and ever.
To me, you taught the letters of literature and I now can jumble those into words. You taught me numbers and now I can proudly solve that complex equations.
To you. I salute you, my teacher.
May the day bring you all, wonderful step towards your success. My  teachers, I can't compare you less than the beautiful library. So that I can visit you time and again. Your selfless help. The help to build other's career. Hard-work to shape other's future. Need more than the words to express the gratitude. You are an architect of all the professions. I bow before you, my great Teachers.
 My sincere prayers are always with you all and it always will be. A prayer for your healthy and prosperous life always remain within the depth of my heart.

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Why parents shouldn't divorce ?

         

I am told I was three when I cried and ran after my father who turned back towards my family and never returned. I have least memory of those days I spent with father. I don't want to blame my father instead I curse my fate that made us to live separately. Even today I don't exactly know the reason father leaving my mom with two of us, my brother less than a year old. It isn't easy to face the society as a child without the father because when somebody pamper there is someone who always look at you. My mom took time and immense effort to grow me, grow us to this level. She faced the critics, gone through pains and I remember she even slept the nights without food pretending not hungry. To boost myself I have been grown up as a responsible child where every villager cited to scold their children. When I am off from my school days, I helped mom to grow our family and live the level that society wants to. It was dumbfounded that we have been one of the happiest family in the community despite incompleteness.I never failed either. I was one of the best among thousand of my friends in the school, for the hard truth, every school I have studied.
But I can't compensate the feeling, "Why did my father left us?". I really don't know why he turned his back to my family. Was that his infidelity or perverted manner? All those questions arises when we overhear the talks like "He is a fatherless child, son of the pervert father, son of  a father who changes wives and a mother who changes husband". I now hates the term 'DIVORCE'. I really do. I feel no good and I don't have answers to those questions.  I can't take the blame on my father and I hate people talking about their parents separation, as a child. And I feel sorry for them because they have to.
To my readers, married or not, as a single-parent child with the challenging emotions I take this forum to share you the pain children goes through after the breakage of marriage, the divorce. And hardship of the road they are travelling. There may be a reason to divorce but also there is a solution to stay together. How much happy we are, Family is never completed without parents. Parents are God, is never wrong. They are God. Everybody wishes to have their parents always together. And now 'Divorce' is the word I hate in my dictionary only because I love my parents. When someone is there to comment,"You will be like your parents,..... " I am left with wanderlust thoughts what did my parents do.
"To err is human; to forgive, divine". -Alexander Pope

Royal son: The Gyalsey

 Gyalsey,  The Royal son to whom,  His Majesty the King (Father) gifted to the nation as the people's son, has opened the night into dawn. The most awaited moment of the people of Bhutan is now filled with happiness and rejoiced every seconds of their life. I responded to the knock on my door as early as 5am with the phrase, "Congrats! Gyalsey is born". Hearing this phrase, with the joy in my heart I thought of  jumping into the air as high as I could but it's weird I thought and turn to my self-designed altar murmuring mantras, thanking God for answering the prayers of every Bhutanese people, nation as a whole. I immediately flipped my prayer book, sited in lotus position to have sort of my gratitude prayers. People wish not more than to have their hereditary king who lead, guides and protect them in every walks of life. For now everyone is tearing out of joy, smiling, laughing, calling to each other just to say, "Gyalsey is born" and to let know how happy they are.
I can't express my happiness in words but I am really jubilant. As a young citizen of the country, in my prayer I vowed to serve the King, Country and the People of Bhutan with utmost dedication. And I promised to create a blog that will help me to grow as a more responsible citizen of my beautiful country, Bhutan.
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