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Dear Students (My Little Buddhas), my dear friends and colleagues and my loving brothers and sisters,

Through this letter,  i would like to inform you about my present life and work in my motherland about which I  feel responsible as many of you, my well wishers are concerned and eager to know what I am doing and how I am living along with my family members. It is a long and heart breaking story.

By the will of Providence, in 2012 I made the greatest and most difficult decision of my life - to resign from my sacred job and holy life in Bhutan.
Simultaneously I was invited to join the first girls high school in Bhutan, Utpal Academy, Paro, the school that I love and honour so much. However, my willingness to repatriate overweighed the willingness to join Utpal Academy. So, on Saturday 30th March, 2013, I put k an end to my historic and heavenly life in Bhutan and on the same day I reached my hometown. My hometown from Chukha is only five hours’ journey.  My family members and neighbours in India were shocked for this action because my job was my bread and butter not only for me but also for my family. Like my Bhutanese well wishers, my Indian dear and near ones also could not agree with my decision and action and expressed their fear and concern.

I was given an overwhelming farewell by W.M.S.S, C.H.P.C, community members at Chukha and by Phuntsholing HSS principal, Madam Yangki Dem and Mr.K.C Jose (my favourite English Teacher) and Mr. Ganeshman Gurung, N.I.E lecturer at Phuentsholing.

But soon after my arrival hereI felt lost in total darkness. I was in a great stress, strain and trauma. I gave up all hope of my survival. I not only lost my mental balance but also lost my peace and sleep for about six months. I was under medical care for several months.

But a miracle happened towards the end of the year. I started feeling renewed and re-energized. There took place 180 degree turn in my life. I realized the truth of Mahatma Gandhiji's saying, "God’s delay is not His denial."

It started like this: In the history of my hometown, for the first time West Bengal  Government organized its State Level Football Tournament October 8,9 and 10. I felt as if this historic occasion was a welcome event to bless me for my new life. "I prostrate before Thee, o Lord, for your love and kindness!" This historical Football tournament included people from all parts of West Bengal even from Calcutta, the capital of the state. I felt enthusiastic to be part of the tournament though Ii was a stranger then to most of the people. As the Lord willed, I ventured and volunteered to be the English commentator of the three-day tournament. My request was granted by the authorities of the historic tournament. Thus I was commentator for the three-day football tournament. This venture made me and my English wealth, the Gift of God and the Royal Govt. of Bhutan and the Bhutanese, known to the kind, compassionate and farsighted people of my hometown. Soon many parents and students of different classes started to approach me to teach English to the children. As I love children and English teaching by which I want to serve the Almighty, I have accepted them all. Though life here is very challenging for many reasons in compare to that of Bhutan where I lived and worked like a king, I am fully happy with what I am and what God has given me in my hometown.
 Thanks to Madam Yangki Dem, the present Principal of Phuentsholing Higher Secondary School, who built me to be a football commentator when I worked at Nangkor Higher secondary School under her guidance and leadership in Pemagatshel.  “Madam Yangki, I am in short of words to express my gratitude to you. You have supported, enriched, shaped and nourished me as a mother does to her children. You have moulded thousands of jewel pieces, students, and your two lovely sons who are going to be great pillars to support and rebuilt the heavenly kingdom. It has been more than a year since I left Bhutan, but your voice is still rejuvenating and re-energizing to me. I can never forget your earnest effort to explore job for me in order to get me back to Bhutan when I had fallen in bad state following my resignation from the noble and royal teaching job and repatriation. Madam, I only pray that Lord reward you what you deserve through your compassionate service for humanity.

Now i invest my time, energy, skills, experiences and all other resources that the Royal Government of Bhutan has endowed me with. We teach English to students ranging from class III to post graduation level. Today i realize the truth of the words of Dasho Penden Wangckuk, the cabinet secretary, Royal Government of Bhutan: "Mr. Chowdhury, keep in mind, Good Work will never go un-noticed......" and the wisdom of the words of Mr. John Stewart, counsellor, New Brunswick University, " Mr. Chowdhury, wherever you are in this world, if you work and live for the good of people they will always accept you as a part of their life and family....." I find and experience a lot of truth in the words of these highly learned and important men. Yes i agree that if we live and work for others, the whole world belongs to us. Today i have belongingness to India as well as Bhutan equally. Both the countries and their people are my families. So for me whether we are Indian, Bhutanese, American or British makes little difference.




(A Highly Inspiring and Motivating Life Story of Cheten Zangmo, Tsebar, Pemagatshel)

The wondrous life story of Mrs Cheten Zangmo might be an inspiration to many, as it is to me. The great lesson I have learned from her life is we can change anybody’s life through our sincere prayers, wishes and earnest desire coupled with the person’s cooperation. I had desperately wanted to see the little girl, Cheten Zangmo, in a noble position in her life and it did happen. This is the wonder of the mystery of mind.  Her entire life story could be filmed into a good movie. The story is thought-provoking and insight-giving.


My dear students, brothers and sisters and friends of Bhutan, As I along with forty nine of our Indian brothers and sisters have been granted privilege by the Ministry of Education, Royal Government of Bhutan, to be a guest at the Golden Jubilee celebration of the historical Indo-Bhutan Friendship in Thimphu on the auspicious occasion of Bhutanese Teachers’ Day, Wednesday 2 May2018, I would like to request you all who are in and around Thimphu to give me an opportunity to meet you by your presence at the august occasion. I will feel renewed and rewarded in your loving presence and sacred touch. My family and I will reach Thimphu on April 30 and stay till May 2. The Ministry of Education has made arrangement for our accommodation but we do not know where. However, our where about can be traced through phone call to this No. 17447760 ( Dechen Wangmo, ex-student of Nangkor HSS) or at the HOTEL RIVERSIDE RECEPTION COUNTER. Let us be together at the glorious celebration of the great frien…


Dear Cheten Zangmo & Tshewang Tashi, I can’t thank you enough for your love and kindness in offering us the wonderful opportunity to meet you yesterday, Saturday 4 January 2017, on your way back to S/Jongkhar. Your sense of gratefulness signals your further rise in life. Lord Anukul Chandra said: If you want to be great, learn how to be grateful. Cicero said: Gratitude is not only the greatest of all the virtues but also the mother of all the rest.


“O LORD, as I am too humble to express my gratitude to you for your incredible mercy, I prostrate before you in all humility and surrender myself to your feet. I am overwhelmed by your might and mercy.  You performed miracle through me and my Bhutanese student Thubten Dorji (Chanda), Pemagatshel, Eastern Bhutan. I never dreamt that you would utilize my crippled life in such a great need. I feel blessed and elevated to have been able to render my humble service to the devastated Bhutanese monk, a holy man, at Alipurduar Hospital on Wednesday and Thursday, 29 & 30 June 2016.”  


O Lord, what a blissful sight! Yonten Thinley smiles! The accident victim of 29th June 2016 at Madarihat, is bounced back to his healthy and holy life. What a wonderful gift you have bestowed upon the holy man! Myriads of prostrations before you, Father. I could learn you are always there to extend your healing touch when your children fall helpless. What can be a greater joy for me to see the monk radiating rays of his smile at me from the seat of his brother’s car, who was just a month ago lying in Alipurduar Hospital in a critical condition smeared with blood and crippled with multiple injuries.