CHENGA PENJOR's JOURNEY

If someone is looking or maybe wondering how survival is possible without consuming non-veg items. Then take me as the live example. All the living beings put to death by various means electronically developed in such a way that with a single push button, the innocent animals are slaughtered. Many more advanced devices are evolved and many factories are set up to slaughter the animals. There are some places where you won’t find any vegetarian menu. The seafood which is consumed by many, some to the extent of eating it alive are caught from oceans/sea by electrocuting and others by means of hooks/nets. The trends of taking pictures of sea animals before consuming has become some kind of fashion for Bhutanese community without realizing the act is sinful. I feel it is inappropriate and there is no act to feel proud of after all we are consuming the dead bodies of innocent animals. What leads to the rise in a slaughterhouse? It’s definitely due to increasing in demand. Poor animals are ra

Sampling Kit Some may not have done the test once. This is my third time testing for covid-19. I am fortunate to have got this opportunity all free of cost. Positive news should be negative this time too. It would be an exception for expecting negative results because we always expect positives from every expectation. Rewinding the deep thought of life, it is like a dream. Afraid of the invisible virus and making every possible means to protect takes us to the preciousness of life and the value it holds. The preciousness and the importance are learned once it's lost. How so ever we prevent the death, we are creeping towards that cold end seconds by seconds, minutes by minutes. Every breadth of ours takes us to the land of endless sleep. Unfortunately, people are not mindful unless it is one's turn to go. People live their life as if they will last forever accumulating many unnecessary worldly materials. Some spend their life with hatred, jealousy, and ego. Others with enemies a

Wangdue School from my view Glancing through the window, indeed peeping from the window because we are not allowed to open the window, I can see people walking, all with masks on. The view of Wangdue School takes me to my younger days and olden days where I was a little kid admitted to the school. The days back then were tough for me. A shy young little boy from Khaling Dowzor, at the age of 6 admitted to the school to pursue and chase the dreams. I remember the days then where my parents don’t own a plot of land and we don’t have a fixed place to call it home. I have a vivid memory of me going for the daily work in the potato field where they used to place me to pour in the UREA. With the little strength in me, I was brought up with vegetarian food because I used to swell when I consume non-veg items. I was weak, lean, and thin. I was neglected by many friends. I don’t have many friends around me to which I managed to live alone. I used to longed for love from friends and wanted to

There was an era in this beautiful landlocked country, Sandwiched between the two giants, India in the south and China in the North; Where the happiness of the people is more important than the domestic product, Where the sovereignty of the country is ruled by the Monarchy; It was in the year 2018 when the first democratically government was elected, That changed the system in education in terms of quality, In the name of improvement; the syllabus has changed/reduced, New sets of curriculum rules are adopted, Students are given much freedom to cope up with the learning. Many promises are made by every political party, To improve the education sector, Many more have done by three government, That has confused the teachers and students. Many were worried about the degrading of education quality, Netizens shared grievances in social media, Some asked for reforms, others reminded the government. Nothing has changed – western schools remained the most opted admissions, Priv

Vehicles in Line 9 th January 2020, there was a call from 1010 informing me of readying for traveling to Wangdue, Bajo. The movement pass was shared in my Whatsapp with validity till 12:40 PM. I was directed to report in front of Changlimithang ground entrance where there will be vehicles of stranded people who will be escorting towards Punakha and Wangdue for quarantine. I managed to pack and load the things into my car before time. Bid farewell to the hosts and thanked them for their services. Upon reaching the spot, there were hundreds of vehicles lined up. Deesups are verifying the vehicles along with passengers. Every time we have to produce the E-movement card and proof that we are legally allowed to move. At around 1:30 PM, we proceeded towards Wangdue/Punakha. All vehicles in line with Deesups in front and Deesups at Last, takes us to a feeling of criminal so that we are not mixed with other public/we are not gone in the other directions. On the way, we are stooped at ever

Luck goes its way these days with me. Little did it triggered in my nerves, paved my way forward only to be vanishing within no time. It was frustrating sometimes, emotional other times to see it happen otherwise. As said, everything happens for the best the best is yet to come.  E-pass  After waiting for more than 2 weeks, I received a call from 1010. I was informed to go for Covid test at Changlimithang ground on 7th January 2020. The Electronic Movement Pass for the test was sent to my Whatsapp which should be produced upon every stop. It was made that the host also needs to undergo the testing to rule out the negative test. We have done our tests and results to be declared the next day. It was of our understanding that the next day after result declarations, we will be allowed to move towards Trongsa but fate has its own story. It was at around 10:30 PM the same day we had tested for Covid-19, I received a call, supposedly from 1010. My heart pounded a little faster, goosebumps rai

A place you live and called it your home, Even a cup of water you drink in there, A plate of food you eat in there, A catnap you take in there; The calmness and the peacefulness reserves within you, Because you call it your home. In the hands of others; whoever may be, Even our parents, the longer you live, Depending upon their way of living, The calmness and peace is lost, Longing for our home, Which everybody calls it homesick. A day or two is understandable for them, And we too adjust with whatsoever. But: When you have no options due to lockdown, When the easing of lockdown is inevitable, When your registration for stranded people is pending, When you were eagerly waiting for SMS / call from the task force, When you contact 1010 every time and they give the same answers: Only emergencies (death and illness) are considered for now; Wonder how far we will get to stay in others' hands. I am lucky here to have my in-law with a big apartment, How many are there

New Year Treat 2020 was the year full of surprises. Never was in the wildest dreams thought that the year will end without any concrete products. The year 2020 has made every country pull up the socks and burn the midnight candles. Many suffer the economic crises, millions lost their lives from this catastrophic brunt of Covid-19. Every scientist studied the virus to come up with the vaccines. Hopefully, 2021 will be rewarded with the vaccines and eradicate this deadly virus. May peace be found as we step into the year-2021. Bhutan is still under lockdown and the start of 2021 was not that pleasant for every Bhutanese No gatherings, no parties, no outings; 2021 was silent in Bhutan. Nevertheless, for the first time in our life, the year started with families around with an exceptional case, some are alone in their room. I convey my heartiest wishes to everyone with a message : Happy New Year 2021, Sincere prayer for successful path to everyone; No hurdles that cut the life shor