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Thursday, July 30, 2015

When My Student Called Me UNCLE


One might mull over that when the student calls their teacher an ‘uncle’, it represents an indomitable bond of intimacy or sublime friendship or an unconditional closeness for that matter. But such happenstance to me was kind of a bizarre and quite mystical encounter, especially when we are positioned to a working place that seizes a sizable amount of people’s expectation and reverence in believing to have a frictionless and methodical working system.    

I am more than a week old into my new place of posting. And getting stationed in this habitat has altogether been a mixed blessing.

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While there was none whom I possibly know in person, there wasn’t any who broke the virgin of introducing me to the school. I was still pregnant with the hopes that I might be inducted at least to the working system, let alone sacrificing some time in introducing me to the entire working family - the students and teachers. 

But nothing happened either. 

Has the latter been done, I would not have been greeted as ‘uncle’ by my own students. Even at this moment, I am in the course of getting myself acclimatized with the working irregularity of the school. And rather dispiriting is the fact that I have to drive almost 13 miles diurnal (Thinleygang to Wangdue) - breaking the silence of that mute dawn and returning home lighting that murky dusk.  

But as the growth and survival have to be natural, time is testing me to fit into the system through a chain of trial and error mechanisms. At this moment, all I realized is that when the people around do not smell our presence, at times, we are in a win-win situation.

“A person’s a person, no matter how small”- Dr. Suess


Thursday, July 2, 2015

The face of the 21st Century World


The epoch of the 21st century has been ushered in by a dramatic revolution in technology, education, culture, language, and beliefs. Amusingly, due to the rapid evolution of these dynamic entities, we are settling our feet to live in an increasingly complex, mysteriously diverse, exceedingly globalized, and transparently politics-soaked society.

We have no idea of how the face of our world will look like after many years along the line. As expected, to a fool like me, it is always a fairytale to be heard of.

With the birth of every New Year, we hear the world rejoice with the hymns of infinite praises and scores of pledges: Those pledges to make the world a better place to live in; those pledges to improve human lives, and of course, those pledges to turn over a new leaf.

But as the days fall from the twig of the calendar, every resolution withers and perish, and is gradually buried under the cemetery of one’s memory. That’s the time where we hear the alarms of global warming, buzzer of famine and poverty, and watch stories on social Media about the crises on health, values, society, and living environment, all singularly ignited by the button of self-greed and hunger.

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While the emerging technologies and resulting globalization are expected to broaden unlimited possibilities for an exciting new era of positive change, situations are rather running otherwise.

Even at an individual level, we observe that the world is already drenched with self-conceit and dusted with the smoke of prejudices and discrimination. People with education are the ugliest because they drink egos by sitting on the cup of their temporary chair. As one rises into a sizeable power and authority, their visions and hearing organs virtually get impaired. They no longer see the honest agony of human sufferings and do not easily hear the common human cries of genuine helplessness. 

It has been a ritual that an anthem of praise for doing nothing has to be sung first, prior to the unfolding of our hands to touch the ground of those cruel thorny hands as a gesture of greetings. A smile beyond the capacity of our jaws can extend, has to be exposed to indicate the acceptance of words manufactured by their skilful tongue. The words have to be filtered and distilled before it is poured into the cup of conversation because 21st-century words are bizarrely contaminated with political connotations.

In all essence, the dream of crafting a world built by the bricks of Utopian characteristics is a synonym of impracticality. While the childhood of the 21st century is already caught with the cancer of human greed and selfishness, it is certainly convincing that the world at adulthood will suffer from terminal cancer, which is just incurable and hopeless.

“Sometimes people try to expose what’s wrong with you, because they can’t handle what’s right about you”- Anonymous      

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