July 3, 2018
I had been observing and reflecting on some comments on social media. Many a times I go through the writings and comments by the people I know. Most of the time I see lots of grievance, dissatisfaction and criticism.
June 26, 2017
This incident was shared by a distant aunt.
My aunt had gone to Tashigang with a group of people and they were returning home. Since it was a long journey (in the mid 80s when the motor vehicle were not readily available) on foot they had decided to rest for the night in a cave not far from the main path. They had lighted a makeshift oven and cooked their evening meal and were taking rest before their dinner when they saw a man coming their way. The man (Meme Kota) asked for shelter for the night in their cave and they agreed to let him stay with them in the cave.
February 15, 2017
It was during the time when the motor vehicle (in Bhutan) was scarce and people used mule n horse for transportation. Meme Kota had a horse called “Thremo”. He used to go from place to place taking the horse to transport loads. Once he had gone to Tashigang Dzong to deliver the load and unfortunately for him, his horse littered the place. The policeman on duty saw it and asked Meme to clean the litter. Meme was quite ashamed and was not willing to clean the waste and thought for some time. He slowly walked to his horse and said in a very soothing tone as if he was talking to a child.
October 16, 2016
September 13, 2016
When need is heeded everything prospers. The need for transformative learning system had been called for by citizens of all walks of life in our country and indeed the awakening to the need had been very timely. The involvement of all the teachers throughout the country in this transformative pedagogy is a history in itself. I am the part of history in making. Never before in my more than two decades of the teaching career have I seen such huge training program.
August 2, 2016
When the flight landed in the Indra Gandhi International Airport in New Delhi, I was prepare for another adventurous journey. Being away from Home and family is always a worst part in life but I was ready to break away from my comfort zone. The blizzard noise of Delhi traffic was the first thing that hit me. I could not hear what the person who had come to pick me up at the airport was saying. The trip from airport to the my destination was another experience. The drivers drove the vehicles in their own whims. I shared with my co-passenger that I would never dare to drive in the streets of Delhi.