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WOMEN - THE BEST MANIFESTATION OF NATURE

In response to:  A WEAVER AND HER WEAVE http://www.gyembonamgyal.blogspot.in/2015/12/a-weaver-and-her-weave.html
Gyembo Namgyal  sir, my words are too weak to express the beauty and sublimity of your thoughts, philosophies, feelings and expressions. I can see you are soaring at an amazing speed by virtue of your love and attachment towards reading, writing and Mother Nature. To me, you are an epitome of the truth: The first and foremost condition to become a good writer is to be a good human being. I always feel elated and motivated to recollect your sublime values and humanity that you practice in your living. You know how deeply I have been inclined towards you since the day I met you for the first time at Nangkor.

“SPEED THRILLS BUT KILLS”

My dear brothers and sisters of the Himalayan Kingdom—Bhutan, As I suffer at the pain of my any Indian brother or sister, equally I suffer when a so called foreign national brother or sister fall in bad situation, especially when one is in the abode of Mother India, who has always given shelters and food to millions of homeless, helpless and foodless from different parts of the world in the time of their crisis. According to our Indian culture, anyone belongs to a different nation when comes to India is our divine guest, and deserves kind treatment and hospitality. We believe in the sacred philosophy: “Atithi Devo Bhava!” This means: Treat a guest as a representative of God. I am a firm believer and practitioner of this principle. Though needless to mention, still in all humility I want to share that last year in December(2015) when Mr. Tashi Dawa, a teacher, Wangchhu Middle Secondary School, Chukha, Bhutan,

A Tribute to 11th November (Children’s Day, Bhutan)

Dear Lord, You were so kind and merciful to bless the Himalayan Kingdom-Bhutan on 11th November 1955 with a wonderful gift-the 4th king Jigme Singye Wangchuk. I have learned from the Hindu scripture that a King is the supreme manifestation of the almighty Lord Himself. The truth of the scripture I have seen in Druk Gyalpo Jigme Singye Wangchuk. O Lord, my gratitude to Thee is wordless and fathomless for crowning the kingdom with such sublime King. Bhutan and the Bhutanese have enjoyed supreme peace, prosperity and bliss of life by virtue of the King’s Golden rule. I was fortunate to be able to live and serve in this heavenly Kingdom from 1987-2013.  I bow to Thee and the 4th King in profound gratitude for enabling me to live a glorious life and

WISHING FOR LITTLE BUDDHAS’ EXAMINATIONS

Dear students- my Little Buddhas, I want to tell you that a teacher’s service to his students ends only when he has his last breath and lies cold and lifeless on his death bed. Though it has been almost three years since I have taken retirement from my physical teaching service in Bhutan and came back to my motherland, but my mental and spiritual service for you all still continues. I always pray and wish that you live a happy and healthy life and perform well in your studies and exams. In the rest of my life I want to enjoy bliss and happiness in your Divine health, happiness and success.

My Bond with the Himalayan Kingdom - Bhutan

WHAT A STRANGE COINCIDENCE!
O Lord, You are so merciful! You responded to my cry so compassionately and so amazingly! O Divine Master, grant that I become worthy of your mercy. It all happened on 28th and 29th September 2015. Nostalgic for my Himalayan home, BHUTAN, on Monday 28th September I went to visit Phuentsholing (a Bhutanese commercial town bordering India) along with my son, Babu. I spent about four hours savouring the nectar of the beauty, sublimity, serenity and divinity of the Dragon land, and got intoxicated by an wordless ecstatic joy. We visited the Phuentsholing vegetable market and purchased some Bhutanese indigeneous vegetables and other eatables because my intuition directed me to prepare and enjoy Bhutanese menu the next day. I was excited to be able to relish the taste of Bhutanese dishes at my Indian home, especially Emadatse.  I met some of my old Bhutanese friends in the town, exchanged hugs and had photographs.

My humble Tribute to Bapuji on International Non-violence Day (October 2, Birthday of Gandhiji)

Lin Yutsang, the Chinese philosopher, said: “The People of India listen to Nehru. Nehru listens to Gandhiji and Gandhiji only listens to God.” Truly soothing and thought-provoking words about our beloved Bapuji.

SONG OF A SOLITARY TEACHER

O Divine Qr. NO. P-VII/10, The serene and sacred seat! I prostrate before you. So grand! So splendid! So heavenly! Was your state, strategy and stature. And so saintly, so motherly, so queenly Was your look, love, compassion and generosity. When I was homeless at the Himalayan Chukha, You sheltered, nurtured and nourished me Like a mother does for her newly born baby.

MY PRAYER ON TEACHER’S DAY

O Lord on this auspicious Teacher’s Day, 5th September, Birth day of Dr. Radhakrishnan, the great philosopher, May I pry to see Your glorious manifestation In each and every student’s appearance and performance! May I pray to hear Your sublime voice In the voices of the millions of students!

HOW BHUTANESE STUDENTS BLOSSOMED INTO MY LITTLE BUDDHAS.

Dear God, I understand that you are fully aware of my thoughts, mind, actions, dreams and passions, yet I am earnest to express myself. Because I believe in the philosophy of Rabindranath Tagore who said, ”Man is born in the world with only one advice from God –That is EXPRESS yourself.” And like the little girl, Anne Frank, I want to pour out what is buried deep in my heart. By your lofty will and bounty of blessings, I had been on the Himalayan mountains of the Royal Kingdom of Bhutan since February 14, 1987 as a teacher. But after about three decades of my stay in the kingdom, I left the kingdom, not as a teacher but as a pupil, a hungry learner. I have been so much blessed to discover many great teachers in my students and in the pristine natural environment of the holy mountains.

EXPANSION OF VISION OF MY LITTLE BUDDHAS (students)

Dear holy children, I am far away from the OASIS of your love and loftiness. I feel withered and shrunken without you. My heart always weeps and sobs for you all. I can’t bear my loss of your angelic morning view and your love-laden voices. Today when you are far away from me, I realize how lucky I was to be with you and what a priceless prize of God you had been for me. I miss the music, melody and divinity of your morning prayer, national anthem, educative and elevating speeches and the holy aura of meditation in the assembly as well as in the class rooms along with the supportive text dictation.

23rd April ---WORLD BOOK DAY (Birth Day of William Shakespeare)

MY DEAR GLOBAL PARENTS AND BROTHERS AND SISTERS, May I wish you a very HAPPY and HEAVENLY WORLD BOOK DAY!
1.Late President Abraham Lincoln said: “What I want to know, I get only in the books. If somebody gives me a book which I haven’t read, he is my true friend.”
2.Writer Ruskin Bond said: “Books are our never failing friends. They will never betray us as our cunning and calculative friends sometimes may. They are always a source of pleasure and inspiration.”

MY STRUGGLE FOR HEALTH AND ELEVATION THROUGH TOILET CIVILIZATION

CELEBRATING WORLD HEALTH DAY--2015
MY STRUGGLE FOR HEALTH AND ELEVATION THROUGH TOILET CIVILIZATION
 I write this memoir to join the world family in celebrating the WORLD HEALTH DAY today, the 7th April 2015. “CLEANLINESS IS NEXT TO GODLINESS.”  “Sanitation is more important than independence,” said Mahatma Gandhi. From health education and from my personal experience, I have learned that our toilets are the breeding places of several diseases. My day goes well if bowel is excreted fully and washing is done thoroughly after defecation in the morning. As a teacher in Bhutan for about three decades I always insisted this value of personal hygiene upon my students. Their practical response was overwhelming. As the matron, health in charge and teacher at Nangkor Higher Secondary School, Pemagatshel, Eastern  Bhutan, for eleven years, I felt highly rewarded to see our hostel girls carrying soap for washing while going to the toilets. Marvelled by the cleanliness

MY HUMBLE GRATITUDE TO WMSS FAMILY, CHUKHA

Respected Principal Sir, You are still my Principal. So I am pouring my heart to you. My soul still lives at WMSS, and Chukha at large. Frankly speaking, to me, you have been an epitome of simplicity, gentility, humility and efficiency- a true leader. I am proud of you sir. Rabindranath Tagore said: “We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.”I wish I had that art of humility. I am struggling to cultivate that beauty. I am passionate to tell you that my friend, Mr. Dulal  Das, a reputed English teacher, who visited our school on Nov 5, 2014 along with us opined, “Mr. Chowdhury, your Principal’s English speech is so good. I like him very much.” Being inefficient, at times I failed to behave as I was supposed to, but you had never shown decline in your equanimity.

HAPPY LOSAR

HAPPY LOSAR to you all---my Bhutanese parents, dear brothers and sisters, friends and my Little Buddhas(students)! May Lord bestow upon you plenty and bounty of health and happiness, peace and prosperity and supreme bliss! My salutations to the elders and heartiest hug to the rest. To me, you all are buddhas on the Buddhist land.Thank you Bhutan and the Bhutanese for showering the rain of your good will upon me.Bhutan will continue to remain my Bodh Gaya.

EDUCATION IS ELEVATION AND EMANCIPATION

Dear students (BCSE & BHSCE), Hope you are making the best use of your winter vacation. Your result is not very far. You must hope for the best and prepare for the worst. If you pass and qualify for higher studies that is well and good. If you don’t pass or don’t qualify for higher studies, no problem. You should not give up. You must persistently chase your goal of education like the poor boy in the story ‘My Struggle for an Education’ in Class IX English. By hook or by crook you must be highly educated and elevated in order to know the TRUTH, and thereby to enjoy the nectar of this crown human life.

Flashes of Memories (A Letter to Sonam Phuntsho, Zebrangsa,Pemagatshel)

Dear Sonam Phuntsho,
Hope you are well. I do not know where you are and what you are doing. As I am back to my hometown in India on retirement, I am reminiscing about my highly rewarded life and beautiful experiences with you all students in Bhutan. Of all the opportunities I had got to serve you students, my Little Buddhas, in  my eleven years at Nangkor Higher Secondary, Pemagatshel, GIVING YOU A LONG BATH on a Wednesday with my own hands in my bathroom in the GIRLS HOSTEL has been the most elevating and enriching and rewarding experience. It was in 1997 when Nangkor School was at its infancy and you were in Class PP or Class I, a day scholar student. You were afflicted with scabies very badly. Your whole body was full of wounds and pus. You had been suffering so much. The treatment from the hospital had worked little as you had not been able to maintain your personal hygiene. I was then the Health Incharge of the School, appointed by the Headmaster, Mr. Sonam Wangyel, the present …