Why on the earth she had to be set on fire? What kind of crime and sin deserves such a treatment? What could have provoked the man, the Ex, to set her on fire?
These are some of the questions that triggers in people's mind when they heard the sad news of the 'Woman who was set on fire' by his ex-husband. The bitter pain is in imagining the excruciating pain from the burn. It's heart wrecking. Whoever has been on the scene must have felt the cold stab in their heart to see a woman running in flames. The most horrible of the scenes a mankind would ever watch!
What kind of monsters is he? The man who was nobody for her, for it was already a month since they separated had to be his Death. The strength of the issue might have been so serious that it triggered the man to burn his ex alive. Or was it not the issue and his uncontrolled mind that went haywire? Or did he intend to by any means burn her alive because the coronation park doesn't have kerosene outlet and the man had it already with him.
The question here is why it happened and how it happened, but its about the incident that happened. It was such a disturbing incident. It could stay in the minds of people for days, weeks or even for years.
And for the child, it might be what the fate has for her that she had to witness the most tragic incident in such a tender age. Without any crime, without any wrong doings, she has to bear the pain and loss for the rest of her life. We could only pray that things goes well for her.
The incident would have shocked the world that things like this has become so rampant in a country where PEACE & HAPPINESS are the way of life. It also happened that a tourist was also on the scene and posted on social media about the incident.
It was such a tragic incident that people of Bhutan get exposed to, and more intriguingly the child of the deceased. The only thing we could do for now is that such incidents never happen in Bhutan in future and that we be careful with people around, because anywhere, anything can possibly happen.
MAY YOUR SOUL RESTS IN PEACE!
Thursday, May 11, 2017
Since the institution of Democracy in 2008 in Bhutan, we have had many chances to witness lots of interesting changes. While some were for the good and betterment of our country and countrymen, some were, as we can't expect everything to be so perfect, pretty unsatisfactory. Things come and pass, but some seem to have unending ripples in people's life. And the daily basic happenings are the foremost thing that people consider, like inflation, salary and generally the common and most important things that affect us. Salary, as bluntly as I can say, is the first thing for most of us and is an undeniable fact.
The recent pay hike of 40% for all the local government leaders, excepting Thrompons proposed by the government is something to think about. Now another blunt statement from a commoner like me is, this is a 'HUGE' proportion. It's almost half of their monthly share.
Because I say this on many grounds. I ain't any economist or budget professional, but whatever I write here is a very basic concern that can strike up from this. A lot of public outcries has already been flooded on social media about it. People are crying foul over it and a large proportion of people are being disturbed. Many prefer to stay quiet, as our larger society is, because they think that it isn't going to be any good. And here I gather my courage to say it all. And I am very sure that having said about the public outcry, I am not alone with this opinion.
During the time of the pay revision for civil servants and corporate employees, thorough discussions were done in the parliament. It dragged through quite some time, not being able to come to a common consent regarding the precise percent the pay should be revised. And somehow, when it came through, many cried foul about it. Not all were satisfied with it though it had some additional value. And I guess it is because the pay revision was kept very minimal. People respected that for many ground realities had to be considered - the debt, borrowings, budget outlay and much more.
But don't we see the same ground realities that should be considered here as well?
The National Budget Report 2017 - 2018 which was released on Monday stated that Bhutan's public debt has hit 160.5 billion Ngultrum by June 30 last year, which is an increase of 39 billion Ngultrum from 2015 figure. How did we forget this, when so much consideration in the pay revision, as high as 40% was done?
Besides, this is going to affect the mentality of civil servants and corporate employees. And not beating around the bush, this is going to hurt them to a new high level. I am sure that the same is being thought by all.
I am also sure that everyone understands how important LG leaders and their responsibilities are. This is very well taken care about, but this should not demean the job responsibilities of other employees in the civil service and other sectors with such a differentiating difference when it comes to the salary revision. Expenses in the urban areas are skyrocketing - house owners keep increasing the rents yearly and nothing is being done, vegetables are being sold at the prices wished by the vendors and very less is being taken care, transportaton is becoming more expensive, but incentives has the pace that of a tortoise.
After all, it's quite the contradiction that our system delivers.
Tuesday, May 2, 2017
Sometimes, I feel every single moment when some situation slowly transforms me into the loner in the thick abundance of acquaintances. More than the family, the workplace is the most suitable place that turns me into a Lone Wolf. The feeling becomes so intense that so suddenly I feel that energy of Alpha male...hahaha.
How funny is that?
Now the situations vary- from duties to responsibilities, opinions to suggestions, and lot more. The very source that really turns somebody to a lone wolf is unending. But whatever is the case, most tend to forget that it's not just for a personal gain. The capacity to digest less of what is being talked and discussed is the core concern. And a lot of aftershocks follow the deep concern that really keeps disturbing us and that we are trying to uncover. hatred, side looks, making it personal and worse than these at times.
But I have this feeling that unless I am standing for my personal cause, I don't really care and doesn't really bother me much. Because what I talk and believe is the benefits of mass and if this makes me any black sheep, doesn't bother me anyway. More often people say that your boss is always right. Well, I say 'F*** that shit. Who the filthy hell said that? And who else believes this? I am obviously not a believer of these kinds of Bull**** and I believe you should not be as well. Because whoever or whatever it is, you always stand for the right - as simple as that.
But anyhow, I am just pouring my frustration and anger here, because I can't really shout at people or else people gonna call me 'a Mad Dog.' So, better safe than sorry.
Anyways, I am trying to reconnect myself to my past habit of writing. Was lost for long time in between.
Thursday, March 9, 2017
The last snow fall, I don’t remember when it was
Might be around last December, when we rejoiced
I see rain and cold still lingers, but no snow fall
The ground is wet, yet it’s just the hard rock and soil
The last snow fall, I don’t remember when it was
For now, the season has come and the sky still clear
I look up every moment, there isn’t sign of one
Peeping out of the window every morning is a disgrace
The last snow fall, I don’t remember when it was
Buds from the trees are sprouting, and seeds germinating
Chirps of the birds have reigned the sky, and the crickets too
But even a crystal of snow didn’t touch my feet
If not today, frail drops shall shower on me tomorrow
And I shall find the joy I lost for a moment time
But how in this warming soil will it see a landing place
No, I am living in the phantom of dreams
If not tomorrow, whence will I get the snowfall?
The thing so dear to me and one I dreamt so long
I long to muddle with the soft end of your touch
And shall my cheeks be painted red in white
And my boots still enclosed inside my wardrobe
The fluffy coat no longer serves any purpose now
Putting on my cozy hat, I stand by the window pane
Thinking you might come with full of surprises.
Friday, March 3, 2017
Out of pure curiosity why men are attracted to breast like no other. My apologies to any offended reader!
Hark hither! Who resembles the Goddess of Thames
Do you not hear my call, so loud and clear?
Or thy ears pinned to the softer melody far
Show me now, thou haveth one that I admire
Unravel the pair of supple hill on thy chest
For I urge to behold them with ecstasy
Shoot me if you will, but I wait for thee to unfurl
O I plead, don’t undo me and obey my request
The Garden of Eden, the ocean of pleasure it is
My eyes shall be full with admiration and sensual blessings
And the touch, it shall lead me to heaven's excitement
And I shall remember you for eons of time
That a lump of flesh, but with such a shape and supple
I am surprised how it is the wonder to the eyes of men
But the pleasure is such of an unimaginable taste
As that of the wild honey for the dear tongue
How now if thou deliver the pleasure I seek
Else, I will have my throat slit with a piece of blade
And end my desire, all with the life of mine
I beg of thee, save me from the claws of death
.... to our Prince on His 1st Birth Anniversary....
As though the sun has risen from afar
My home glitters with the rays of hope
Our wings, rested on the colorful joy
The beacon of legend has risen over horizon
Such greatness of the Name, has been long called
The ripples still afloat the hearts of all
Whilst the joy peek through the trunk of ecstasy
I, a humble servant, greets Thee with all the love
May I call Thee, the promise of tomorrow?
The hope, we cling close to our tender hearts
Such a name, even the Thames can’t afford to make
Let me sail, and rejoice through the vales of joy
Oh! The great one, who hath for us all come
Thou greet us with smile, such of a priceless
It gives us pleasant ride, through the meadows of love
I garland Thee with all the love and prayers
I see now, the vales have turned themselves up to Thee
And so the Rivers, the brooks, and the streams
Hum the name of a Legend, who has adorned my home
The Nile, as holy as it is, has taken thy name in its song
Dear Lord, the one of unfathomable touch of greatness
Thy Midas touch shall be proved the holiest of elixir
Time shall stand still, to watch Thee perform miracles
Your one touch shall have the golden goose born
Thou art one, who shall defy the law of fall
All I see is the carpet of bliss and joy
That shall meadow the land of peace
I submit to thy feet, Oh, the great one!
Fearless, as thou stand, it shield us from terror
Thy great mastery promises victory over any evils
The power in thy possession shall triumphant us all
The dynasty shall ride further, high with pride
The flag of the dragon, as it flutters in the wind
It sings the song of tranquil, passes me a great comfort
The roar of the dragon, to the far and wide heard
I held my head high, salute to the jewel of this land
Thy reign will be a home for countless hearts
Thou shall lead us through the path of greatness
Thy deed shall sanctify us though boundless times
Bless me more, for I can serve my duties better
My heart melts to behold Thee rise higher each day
Oh Lord! I must make pledges with delight
Come what may, but I, an honest servant to thy land
Vow to serve Thee, lead me to the perfection
....May you LIVE LONG my Prince....
Monday, December 26, 2016
'Indian Rupees (INR) are once again being illegally sold across the border. Both Bhutanese and Indian nationals in need of INR are paying between Nu 108-112 for INR 100.'
Source: Kuensel (December 26,2016)
Ever since the Demonetization of INR 500 and 1000 in India on November 8, Bhutanese people have been bearing the brunt of insufficient INR all these days, and it is going to happen for quite some time. The Royal Monetary Authority receives INR 130 million every week from India, but the figure is still too less. The demand has far exceeded the supply.
RMA says that majority of the people coming to exchange INR are those going for pilgrimage in India and Nepal. And due to insufficient INR, RMA has come up with a lucky-dip idea where only limited number of people only gets to exchange. The worst of all, people gets into the Que near RMA's office as early as 2 am. Even the children are not spared. Parents also have been bringing their children so that their chances to get the admission inside the money counter is high.
Isn't this a big shame on our mentality? Don't we have lots to learn?
It is very much agreed that we depend a lot to INR because we import more. We depend more to India, even for as small thing as Salt. It is very much agreed that INR is must for our daily well being and even survival is very difficult without INR, as we are much dependent on imports. But we could save ourselves from running into and getting victimized by lots of un-necessary commotions.
Yes, that's well stated. We could save ourselves.
Since when this pilgrimage has become necessary for us? It's a thing to wonder. I don't discourage anybody in going to pilgrimage. Infact I possess no right to do so. I am neither activist nor a bargain on anything, but this very small mentality worries a lot of us. Considering these very petty things, we forget a bigger picture and a more bigger concern. Health, for instance is a pressing issue for us all. As stated earlier, we very much depend on other countries and health facilities is one of them. A friend of mine has already delayed her medical treatment (surgery) in India because she can't avail INR that easily.
How many more such cases might be pending, because we care less about others?
Bhutanese are very passionate pilgrimages, right? The Kuensel edition on December 26, 2016 reveals a story about Ngultrum Value falling in Phuntsholing. A 100 note of INR is being sold at 120 Ngultrum in Phuntsholing. This is a disturbing news. How far are we going to go on like this? Doesn't this tells a lot of story about our economy? Our carelessness? and our mentality?
Bhutan is the Last Shangrilla and The Last Buddhist kingdom. We have heard, read, experienced and know it ourselves. Bhutan has enough sacred places, more sacred that what we think, enough to be the wonderful and satisfying site for pilgrimage. But, why it has been long forgotten? It's a big irony here that the world looks up to Bhutan for being so sacred and we, flock down for pilgrimage.
I fear that we are losing our own identity.
And what good does it bring by getting INR illegally, serving black duties and going for pilgrimage?
Chilli was the most talked matter a very few months back. People we literally crying for not getting chilli at the vegetable markets. The absence of the chilli was deeply moaned, and now it's the INR. I am wondering what surprise awaits next!!!