Monday, April 23, 2018

Damn Life!

There are a million ways humans could die of: let's start with the four elements of life- 

1. Earth/soil: you could die being struck by a falling boulder, tremors, avalanche, being buried alive in a tunnel..
2. Water- inundation, tsunami, drowning, ...
3. Fire- torched by house caught in fire, molten metals, volcanic eruption, electrocution...
4. Wind- storm, cyclone, hurricane, being hit by CGI sheets air-borne
There are myriad of diseases-HIV, Rabies, Diabetes, NCDs, cancers...that claim human lives, unabated.
You could die of food choke, sudden cardiac arrest, slain by infuriated boyfriends, alcohol, nicotines, car accidents, commission of suicide, battery, massacre, carnage, suffocation during massive stampede of humans...
And of all those life taking predicaments you triumph over, you would certainly die of senile age-the ultimatum. By all angles, we, humans are bound to die...
It's us(humans) against fiery natural/artificial foes..we should stand united without killing eachother and devising alternatives to stay put and breathing, proliferating love while on Earth. Next time you plot against anyone, think twice of humanly struggles we are going through to remain alive..

.......Karma Thukten Rinpochhe comes with wild thoughts sometimes....

Who is the true employer? Drayang workers or the Drayang Owners?


I know, this could be little sensitive but I thought it should be brought to the limelight deeming every day struggles these so called "Drayang staff" have to go through to accomplish their journey, people call life. After weary hours of dancing and consistently being shoved off when asked for money, what ever the collectibles, they have to offer 50% to the owners at the end of the month. Owners don't pay salary to the dancers, all they do is provide the young dancers the platform to perform. Some may argue that the owners take 50% off the bounty collected in lieu of business tax, rental charges, electric bills and hordes of other bills..which business entity doesn't pay up bills? considering exorbitant and unregulated prices of boozes and stuffs charged, I feel it's only fair to rev up percentile of bucks collected to the dancers who painstakingly earned or have separate allowances for the dancers from the side of owners besides 50% of "requests" gathered by the dancers. If I ain't blatantly blundered, I heard there's incorporation of "PF system" for employees in that kinda sector, is it defunct? with all these points, I come to my question of who the true employer is, owner who plunders certain percentages of monies collected? or the dancers who offers certain share of their earnings?
Note: It is entirely my opinion empathizing our sisters working at the entertainment arena. I may not be cussed, please...

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

The way My Bhutan should be- Through my vision

Quite frankly, I don't follow much of Bhutanese news owing to the nature of duty I perform. You can say I am a Conservation Researcher in a way.

Recently, I have been thinking hard on how restrictive our Bhutanese laws are with public being continually imposed with tyrannical sorta rules. Can we ever be free to express our innermost desires, live the way we always wanted to?

Bhutan has been flaunting her pride on how well managed the country's laws are: Business entities including bars, discotheques and entertainment centres are made to close on time and it is ensured that the boycotted products are on constant scrutiny.

We love it the way public revere those regulations and the way government claims to prioritize public sector development amongst other developmental goals.

My topic of discussion is mostly centred on timing of business centre closure. More than often, I forget to buy certain stuff and the time when I actually remember I find the shops closed. Why don't we have shops that remain open till morning all through the night? In other countries, they have cities that never sleep.

Why does our government restrict shop owners from keeping their business up and running till late night? Is this private sector development priority? Well, leave it to shop owners if they want to sleep and relax.

Instead of juxtaposing upsurge of crime and business centers not closing on time, why don't we invest on better surveillance and beefing up of security services in the country?

I read through statements made by some important people on how the number of entertainment centers and meat shops have augmented in the holy town of Bumthang in the recent times, a plausible remark, indeed! but i am kinda wondering how this should affect the community?

Let's say Bumthang has a population of 500 and 4 entertainment centres. 300 men continually visit those night clubs. Then hypothetically it would be 75 men visiting each of those 5 night clubs.

Now say, a man establishes fifth night club. Then it would be the same 300 men visiting those facilities but with wider range of visiting options this time (60 men in each 5 night clubs). An additional night club won't draw visitors all the way from Thimphu or nearby towns but the same regular visitors. On the contrary, there would be more employment to destitute teenagers vying for means to support their family.

How would it look if there's a way we could go to a shop and get our stuff at any given time in case we forgot to enlist it in our shopping memo earlier??

It's time we rethink on those restrictive provisions.


Note: It's just my opinion and I love my Bhutan, no matter what.



Monday, September 7, 2015

I Searched for you

I Searched for you.....

…among the boisterous crowd,
Yelled your name aloud,
Plodded along the sparkling brooks,
Combed all the odd nooks.

Looked even in a mole-hole,
Fiddled with numbers to give you a call,
Looked for you in the garbage pit,
And in a murky room candle-lit.

Spared not, even a trash bin,
Probed inside shredded pods of bean,
Hunted every room of office,
Isn’t it you among Langurs on tree canopies?

I searched for you inside ice-crammed water pipe,
Searched for you on Facebook and Skype,
Interrogated all brunettes and blondes,
I turned all the goddamn stones.


I dived in all the bone chilling rivers,
Hoping to find you among the beavers,
Sauntered along with the foxes,
Opened and tore all the carton boxes.

Where are you, my girl?
Exhausted! I am beginning to fall,
Not fair, come on give me a clue,
Tearing earthly rifts i shall reach you !!!



Karma Thukten
8th January, 2013


For Teacher’s Day


Oblivion is a murky passage,
impeded by trancing rut,
You risk  a lone walk
and allay your cognitive gut.

 Teachers are fiery flames,
 Illuminating that dark passage,
the helm of infallible wisdom,
under your feet I offer my reverent pledge.

You ushered rays of brilliance
into my ignorantly tainted soul
pacifying my urge for wisdom
you made me whole.

May 2nd is a historic milestone,
For me to laudably say,
Dear teacher, my Mentor

“ Joyful Teacher’s Day”.