CHENGA PENJOR's JOURNEY

With my Team The days were tough with a tight schedule. On the way, it became smooth meeting with new friends, seniors, and a new environment. With the job stands completed, it is time to say goodbye. It had that great moment shared together with all the teams. The respect that they have shown and the regard that they have given me over my stay, kept me going till the end. They were my family, my friends, my coworkers. We shared our happiness together, shed our sweat together. We ate together and spent the whole time together. We were connected and dedicated ourselves to achieve the common goal. And at the last hour, I am happy to say, we have done what we were mandated to do so. It was doable all due to the team spirit. I have high regard to all the team members for their sincerity and commendable working spirit. It was a great opportunity to have associated with them and I will yearn for the same group of people if there are any such mishaps in the future (fingers crossed, no such re

  With Dasho MD Coinciding with the 42 nd Birth Anniversary of His Majesty the King, on 21 st February 2022, those from external agencies namely; Bhutan Power Corporation (BPC), Punatsangchhu Hydroelectric Project Authority (PHPA), Mangdechhu Hydroelectric Project Authority (MHPA), Hindcon Limited, and Jaiprakash Associated Limited (JAL) were called for a certification program from DGPC. It was scheduled inside the Dzangdopelri of Chukhha and Dasho MD and DGPC Directors were present. The day was sunny and the cool breeze of Chukhha was gushing on top of the Dzangdopelri. I can sense the excitement of all the participants. I can glance at the overall overview of Chukhha town towards the north, an astonishing view of the switchyard of Chukhha towards the east and the outfall of CHP, and the access road to the site in the south and west direction respectively. It was an awesomely refreshing view after so many working days.   After prostration, we were made to seat inside the Dzagdopelri

It was 6:30 AM in the morning, The tired body is forced to open my eyes, With sleepy eyes freshened with cold water, Cleansed surfacely, rinsed coldly, There, a driver was patiently waiting for my arrival, Greeting with a broad smile on his face, of course, sleepy face, Riding down to the site, Crossed the bailey bridge with security doing their job, Further down crossing the gate, Where the security looks at me, checks who else inside, Sometimes, my thought wanders, "they should know me by now," But then they are mandated to do so, I gave my smile, and they let us through, Passing the Dam makes me visit it once, There, I reach the mess where people are dining, I was greeted and offered a seat for breakfast, All are called for a gathering, Which they termed as TBT (Tool Box Talks), Groups were formed for doing a particular job, Briefing on today's program and safety issues were discussed, Vans, Tractors, and Thukrals are means for transportation, Here, we all are inside t