Yes,
it’s end of the year again welcoming another next. Myriad of eventful, good and bad has just
passed. Some fared well and few pest cornered me. The road not taken were many,
choosing road less travelled would have made a significant difference. Robert T
Kiyosaki’s theory of treating oneself first and then the rest was all the
intent I carried for a yearlong not distancing with surroundings. Choosing sun
and moon wasn’t a difficult when they were equally beautiful. Year 2015 was
fairly a lot better than the previous.
“An
end wasn't so good & Hoping for a new eventful 2015. Happy new year
everyone. Goodnight” is the last update I have seen for 2014.
Sister’s departure from the world a week before New Year was all enough to keep
me engaged through January.
February
greeted and welcomed me with a gathering of old class mates from Yangchenphu
Higher Secondary School for a dinner. Lemon grass restaurant in heart of the
Thimphu town offers authentic Thai food. We picked up Lemon Grass restaurant
for their thoughtfulness to let us carry drinks of our choice from outside. Valentine
was a date and play on skype with my girlfriend away. A week long stroll in Delhi
gave me a feeling that the people working in Bhutan Embassy was not doing
justice. I found that they follow two calendars, one that of Indian and other
our Bhutanese one. Anyone planning a trip to Delhi that requires embassy’s
involvement needs to check both Bhutan and India’s Calendar schedule.
My
birthday falls on third month of the year. Celebration was in hibernation for
some good reasons. On 17th March Bhutan come up victories slamming
Sri Lanka out of the World Cup campaign. Bhutan high jacked world football news
then though the dragon boys has not yet proven the caliber one could imagined
of top team with all the matches played so far losing.
I
wasn’t fooled on April, perhaps I was in full energy away from home travelling.
I made my travel that would qualify for the gist of travelling. My girlfriend
in Malaysia was a master of all the travel plans and itineraries. Credits to
her. Snorkeling and sea adventures at Tiomand Island was a top class treat,
Casinos and games at Genteng Resort World was fun and exciting, luxury hotels
and our food during our holidays were extraordinary, a walk across famous
Jonkar Street at Malacca was a walk to remember, and those bus rides were
smoother. April to mid-June was quite a holiday in Malaysia and Singapore. Returning
back on 16th June, I watched China Football team visit Bhutan and battered
home team. Friend’s farewell dinner marked an ends to the June.
When
one end rose up the other ensures to fall to keep in balance. I was given a
full responsibility to take sister for the treatment to Vellore, Christian
Medical College & Hospital. There I made myself so comfortable that I even taped
fingers to the tune of prayers sung by the sisters, brothers, patients and
escorts at CMC Hospital ward. Amen was only word I could get in from the daily
Jesus calls and praises. I prayed for him too in return of no discrimination
from my inner Buddhist instinct conscience. Ala Hu Akbar is also one of the
daily visiting tunes. One best thing was, while to many ordeals and debates on
book related taxes at home grew high I managed to purchase few good books on
sale. July at Vellore, India.
August
was through with social works and gatherings. I posted a photo with the theme
“HAPPINESS IS REAL WHENE SHARED.” The story of the photo goes “we met and had
our moments together several times. He use to walk past by my place, but not
anymore. He doesn't speaks but understand our intent language. Missed his sight
these days around Olakha. He carries two walking sticks to balance himself while
walking and keep away the dogs. He has another possession bag pack which he
stores anything he was offered for his mobile living life. Towards evening
after all his days wandering he settle for a bottle of beer not free. He clear
his bills. One thing not certain where he spends his cold night here in
Thimphu. I took this picture after our meals at my place. He was fine with cam.
I saw the hidden gratitude he wished to convey in words.”
The
best thing happened on August was august, collection of old usable clothes from
friends and family and reaching an organizer (Richen Tshering & his
Students) in Monger for redistribution to less privileged. I am taking this
further and would appreciate anyone who could lend a helping hands.
Next was a luncheon with Radio
Man. On our causal conversation he shared one personal story I did not hear
before. He said he was chosen from
his village to undergo the Army training during the time of Chabdha. Back then
Army was considered one of the most decorated job one would get with no
education. He was not ashamed of sharing his incompetence while in Army with
little regret of not having given up his full. He told me he was one hell of
stupid boy at his young age. Today the limp hobbling legs he is with was
because of the kick he got from trainer on his left thigh. He blames on his
stupidity and the blatant act of that trainer he no more remembers. Our Radio
man was an Army for a month. August ended participating in first Community of
Bhutanese Bloggers conference held at Namseyling Boutique in Thimphu.
I
was playing with House United FC in this year’s nationwide open. Our team were
runners up for last two consecutive years in Thimphu Open. Unfortunately we
lost from the group stage in this campaign. Lightening Olakha Street was one of
the luminary from Thimphu Thromdue to residents. Blessed rainy day was an
undeniable feast in September with starting of harvest season to village
folks.
I
work in tourism sector, what counts is the Dollar inflow and the numbers. This
year to my surprise three groups of commendable numbers resigned from the
agreed visits to Bhutan. Consequently a lost to my earnings and dollars inflow.
A bigger October punch on my hallowing face. A similar fate was also faced by
Bhutan Football federation when they lost home game to Maldives, following day
sacked Japanese coach Norio Tsukitate and another lost to Hong Kong in a week
time. October being a favorable month for the visitors, I saw Indian travel
agents across border town smiles more than the Bhutanese over Indian travelers.
Indians travelers in no way bring any business to Bhutanese counterpart. I am
still optimistic of our system pouring in some changes.
November
until 17th December it was different time same story at Vellore, CMC
hospital again.
I
bid farewell to the year gone and sends my gratitude to all the people who has
inspired me and has helped in a way along. As cold December welcomes freezing
January I wish everyone Happy New Year. Make someone smile.