Articles by: Tenday
Along with the changing time, human nature is also changing. I sit near my computer contemplating on how artificial most of the things are. If I am granted a wish to do something, I would definitely wish to put a ban on all artificialities. But since I m just a beggar, I cannot do anything but to quietly contemplate on it.
Since I joined my working world, I have learnt so many things. Of all the things, one thing that I learnt greatly is the need to be artificial, superficial and cunning. If I don’t have the ability to learn this, I should at least be bit outspoken and very talkative. Surely, there is honor in being talkative as Luzee has rightly put it. However, that is not my trade and I fail miserably in this.
I have also learnt that my social life, which is also a part and parcel of working life, has a very important role to play. Even here, I fail because I don’t socialize too much in the sense that I don’t participate in every occasion that props up. Just for the sake of being an unknown citizen, I used to do that until recently I realized that a simple man’s occasion is not an occasion for the world that I work in. This left me realizing how hypocrite a world that I work in is.
Infact, I get to learn every now and then. For the last few months, I have learnt how determined and selfish I can be not to have let go of my boyfriend despite the girl who wants him and him only told me directly as well as indirectly. Familiarity indeed breeds contempt.
In additions to above things, I have learnt also beautiful things. Artificial things are near to godliness and social life revitalizes working life.
Browsing Hi5.com, to catch up with old friends and also to make new friends, has become Sonam’s habit. She does that whenever she gets bored and whenever she is free. And she was doing the same thing yesterday again. But surprisingly, she came across her boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend’s picture, looking so sweet and innocent. She does not know why but that particular innocent pose made her feel guilty and uncomfortable. Is she feeling inferior? Is she feeling guilty or is she jealous? It has to be one of those reasons!
She met her friend Paljor at the time when he was having hard time getting over from his break-up with his ex-girl friend. She knew it why and how their break-up happened and she sure was not its cause. She met him only few months after that incident, which means, there is no reason why she should feel guilty.
Ok, now coming to feeling inferior, she told her friend to go back to his ex-love at the beginning of their relationship. But he put it off saying “A dried loo will start to smell if he touches it”, meaning its better for both of them not to look back but go ahead with their respective lives. She failed it despite her continuous efforts and reminders.
Yes, she could be jealous because despite him being her boy friend, she cannot feel his warmth and love towards her. Most of the time, he is lost in his past thoughts. She understood his aloofness in the beginning and she tried many things to make him forget his past to the extent of losing her life’s principles. However, as Sidney Sheldon wrote, ‘You fall in love only once, that last, that endures…..for a life time”. She knows that no matter how much he loved her, it’s not in him to ever forget his first love. The only thing she could do is ask him to leave her and return to where he belongs.
Now what about her feelings? For her, he is her first love and most probably the last too. But if ever she gets into a relationship, she would do the same thing to that unlucky person. Not that she wants to but it will be somehow like that. Oh, life! life!
This happened to Mr. Jambay while he was doing some shopping in our neighboring town Jaigon.
It was during one of the winter breaks (to be little precise, I think it was in the year 2001) and Mr. Jambay went to do some shopping in Jaigon. Suddenly, a man came running to him and said, “You are my sister’s husband, Hem Gurung. Where have you been? I have been looking for you. You have to come quickly with me. If not, my sister will die.” He began to drag Jambay. Jambay tried hard to make the man understand that he was mistaking him. He persuaded that he was not the person that man was looking for. He said his name is not Hem but Jambay from Trashigang, Bhutan. The man did not believe him. In fact, he accused Jambay saying he was trying to fool him and planning to run away from his sister. Despite his hard resistance, the man and his friends dragged Jambay to a nearby place and took him to a house. There, they tied him with robe and left him in the corner of an empty room. Jambay tried with all his efforts to untie the robe but he was not successful.
By then, the night fell and it was completely dark outside. He could only hear some murmuring sound and periodic praying by Muslim people. He stood in a corner of the room for few hours reckoning what to do next. Suddenly, he remembered a story of a frog trying to jump out of a deep well. He kept on trying to untie the rope and alas! he could break himself free. He slowly opened a window and jumped out of it. Bang! He fell on the hard ground. He opened his eyes and he found himself on the floor of his bed room. Actually, he fell from his bed and that incident happened in his dream!!!
Courtesy: Mr. Jambay, presently working in MoA.
Unfurling fresh hopes
We just wonder what the coming year holds!
My wish to you all (Nopkin members) is simple
An officer stationed in Zhemgang was having a phone conversation with his friend.
He said,” You know, I just came back from the UK”.
Once, during the time of our third king, a Dzongpon and his men went trekking in the China-Bhutan border area. The Dzonpon was pleased with the way those armies (border-guards) received and treated him. So, in order to show his gratitude towards them, he asked “Choe chachab, gop, chagop, gachi ya mee ga?” (Do you guys need or require anything?”)
One lhotsampa army stood up and said. “Gop, cha gop dee na lu mee thob la. La Gop cham chi thob la.” (Gop=onion, Cha gop=garlic, La gop=wild onion found in high land)
Waking up early and leaving behind a warm bed at this time of year is just too unbearable for me. But duty is duty and one cannot stay cuddling up all day long in bed. I have to earn to eat, dress and live.
So reluctantly, I leave my warm bed at 6 a.m. First thing I do is make a fire in Bhukhari to heat water to splash it on my face. After saying a brief prayer, I prepare breakfast and do whatever is required out of me so long I have enough time before I start my journey to Thimphu.
This happened to one of my friends while she was was pursuing her masters abroad. My friend, in order to make the conversation with her boyfriend as romantic and beautiful as it can be, wrote those romantic stuffs like looking at the moon and seeing his face, dreaming about thier future together, dreaming about walking hand in hand with him along the beach, going for a long drive in the moonlit night with soft music playing, thinking about him everytime and missing him every bit of moment.
To this… u know what her boyfriend wrote!!. He wrote, "dont think of me but think about Guru Rinpoche".
When Sonam was a little girl, she always thought she would marry the first guy she meets in her life. But when she reached her teens, she broadened her thinking little bit for she understood that it was ok to go for a second if the relationship with first one doesn’t work out well, that is, as long as the girl remains a virgin. She crossed her teens and then she didn’t care how many boy friends a girl changes and that too for as long as they didn’t spent a night together. By then living together kind of relationship was not uncommon. And so when she met her first boyfriend, she got very scared when he first asked her to spend a night with him.
She refused so many times because she had many fears as well as so many ‘what if (s)’. She was more worried about what the society might say about her if they finds out. But after being in a relationship for a year, she finally agreed to sleep with him. For few months, it haunted her and she began to worry even more and always said to herself that she should marry him and him only, by any means and no matter what. They are in the relationship for two years and they are still not married to each other. But one interesting thing was that she does not have that kind of fear any longer. Rather, she is able to say what if this relationship doesn’t work out well, she won’t have a hesitation to go for a second and then third, forth and so on. She does not care about anyone. But what has become to her principle in life? What about her morality? And most importantly, where is the civility?