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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.
It is all because I was blessed to discover a noble human being in you without material prosperity and any hankering for material wealth. I will never forget how earnestly and conscientiously you chased after me to Pemagatshel  Zero point to refund my money on my final departure which I was leaving behind when the world is full of people who are greedy and busy in grabbing others’ money. I was astounded to see the rich library and the highly civilized toilet in your humble house when I visited your house for the first time. I always shared with my students in the classrooms about the great education and civilization that I had witnessed and experienced in your house. The greatest Indian philosopher Dr. Radhakrishnan said: Civilization is not built by machines but by human values. I remember the late world renowned scientist, Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam.  He did not possess a T.V, a refrigerator, a car, or even a house but had a huge collection of books. Sir, since you are a Nature lover I want you to strive to elevate the men’s eyes towards women through your write ups. In my eyes and mind, Mother Nature has manifested herself the best and most in women. That’s why perhaps Dr. Radhakshnan said: God could not go everywhere, so women have been sent. I felt ecstatic by your poem about the weaving woman. During my eleven years as a matron in Nangkor HSS girls’ hostel, I saw all the living goddesses of the heaven and earth in our girls. My heavenly daughters have transformed me into a new man. I owe so much to them and the Royal Govt. of Bhutan. A week ago I wailed when a forty year old woman was raped and killed by a group of drunk young boys. It is true that behind every successful man, there is a woman. I have firm belief that man will see new light in life when women are treated with honour and dignity. Every woman is an OASIS in the life of man. Unfortunately, men are not able to realize the divinity that lies within humanity. According to Mahatma Gandhi, if man is superior to woman, it is only in their brutality. Like you, I am also a Nature worshipper but to me, women forms the best part of Nature. If you agree with me I fervently request you to awaken men about women’s divine status. Man will enjoy perfect peace and serenity of life only when women’s tears come to a halt. To me, one of the causes of the gravity and frequency of natural calamities which is alarmingly rising is women’s tears. I hope one day Science will reveal that truth.




(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.