A simple Gratitude Letter to my dad and mom

With father and mother of sealed fate.

Dear Apa and Ama,

This is your son, Jigme Zangpo, writing to express gratitude for having done many meritorious things for me.

I feel great when I am near my parents. The happiest moment was when they came to Phuntsholing last time and celebrated the Meeting of the Nine Evils (ngenpa guzom) at Threma Lhakhang together with the family. Thank you, dad and mom, for coming all the way to meet us.

I know that more than anyone, I know the love and care they need at this stage. I assure you, I will never let you feel upset with your son.

I am very much thankful to have two parents that will, paradoxically, scold me in a loving way. No one knows you better than your parents. They know how to talk to you, give you the right advice, and tell you not to make the mistakes they made. 

I am thankful to have two parents that will support me in anything I do. 

Basically, I’m thankful for having two loving and supportive people who I will always love with all of my heart.

Thank you apa and ama for nurturing me. It is owing to your effort that I can stand in front of a crowd proudly.

And Kadrinche for coming back from Thimphu to celebrate ChungNgepa Losar at Phuntsholing.

With love and affection,

Your son

Thank you 2015

                                                               

A short stay in Spain in Europe till 28/6/2015 and half year in mother land, Bhutan marks the end 2015 for me.  No misfortunes encounter me owing to god almighty blessing. I thank you, 2015 for winding and leaving me peacefully.

Today, (6/1/2016) almost end of wish fulfilling year, 2016, I would like to offer my prayer to triple gem for successful year. A year, 2016 will be critical and life changing year for me. I am optimistic; year 2016 will be similar to 2015. I will never keep 2016 itself but will commit and dedicate myself towards responsible to have a successful year, 2016.

To all, a very Happy new year. May 2016 be your year. may Guru Rinpoche bless you. Om Ma Ni PAD mi Hung.

Guru Rinpoche la namo

Reading his post isn’t a waste of time.

Thank you to the Facebook page "Writer Association of Bhutan." It was through this page that I came across an inspiring writer who daily writes about his life experiences and offers encouragement to the youth. Sometimes, he brings laughter to our hearts through his jokes. His posts never let me waste my time; instead, they bring me joy while reading them. He writes daily, sometimes even more than one post. His writing is simple, yet it never fails to impress me with his style. If you are reading what I am writing and you are also a reader of his work, you will believe me because you might have the same feelings as I do.

I have been reading his posts on the Facebook page "Writer Association of Bhutan" for a long time. A week ago, I decided to send him a friend request on his Facebook account. Before sending the request, I browsed his Facebook page and found no photos of him. I guess he is older because in several of his posts, he has mentioned his children. He accepted my friend request, and I thank him for accepting. Now I can see his posts on his timeline, and I no longer have to visit the Writer Association of Bhutan page to read his work.

Did I make sense when describing whom I am talking about? Who am I referring to? Could you please mention his name?

My experience and my attitude.

                                   

I know myself better than anybody else. I know that being short-tempered isn't a good attitude. Honestly speaking, I am also a short-tempered person. Sometimes, I deeply regret my actions that stem from frustration. I have made efforts to improve and overcome this habit, but breaking a long-standing habit is not an easy task. Through meditation and prayer, I have become more aware during moments of frustration and I am actively trying to control my reactions. I have made significant progress, but I am determined to continue improving by practicing mindfulness in my interactions with friends. Recognizing my faults is a strength. What are your strengths and weaknesses?

One semester to go.

                                 

This is me, writing exam. Thank you brother Gom Dorji for the picture.

My end-semester exams for semester 7 of Electronics and Communication Engineering concluded today (26/11/2015). I am not confident enough to say that I will pass all the modules until the results are declared. I have doubts regarding two modules: Radio Frequency and Microwave Engineering, and VLSI (Very Large Scale Integrated Circuit), whether I will manage to score above 50.

Hopefully, I am expecting to get slightly more than 50. With the end of the semester exams, my mind feels completely free, and I feel relieved as if I have stepped out of a poorly ventilated house.

Now, I have one semester left, the final semester (8th semester). Before the semester begins, I need to complete 41 days of on-the-job training (OJT). Fortunately, I have been placed at the college itself, and I will be working under the ICT department of CST.

Going off-topic, it has been over a month since I last updated my blog. I realize that I am becoming lazy. Usually, I update my blog with updates on what I am doing. Let me get back to my regular routine and write about my daily activities on my blog to keep it alive.

Rumors from CST scattering from corner to corner.

               

The recent headline in Thimphu Confession Page about CST let me to write something. I expect a problem from 800 plus students and my expectation come true. My expectation proof to be wrong when I understand how problem raised (I won’t mention problem here).

Generally speaking, today’s youth are smart in creating problem. They never listen to elders. This applies to few. Most of the youths are exceptionally good. The recent issue in CST should be within CST but due to few rotten apple it just get spread throughout the country. I wonder why they should spread the rumors. Even if rumors is true they should think they are member of CST and avoid spreading. It take many years to gain the name and fame of person but with a simple mistake the name and fame gather get collapse cruelly. CST had maintain its reputation for a decade because of good seniors but reputation collapse recently because of junior’s deed and rumors in confession page. I felt sorry for making CST a headline in social media.

Frankly speaking, student of CST are working hard to achieve what they desire. They work hard to become a capable and good engineers. I know all students of our country are hardworking students. Let us never generalize the students as problematic just because of few problem. We know there will be problematic people anywhere. Let give problematic people an opportunities to change themselves. We will surprise to see them changing to normal. Let us support them by not blaming.

Now, let us shoulder our responsibilities to serve our country. 

Drama

                                        

Audience arrived. John and James is on the stage and Drama about to start.

John: Hey man, do you have a heart to hurt?

James: Yo man, are you mad? I do have heart but I won’t answer whether my heart know when and how to hurt.

John: Okey brother. Let us discuss about feelings for a while. Shall we?

James: Yeah of course but why you want particularly this silly topic. There are many interesting topic to be discussed.

John: James, forget about other topic for now. I doubt whether people really have heart because they only know about their heart. To be frank, I was hurt with my friend Oskarbe before he was hurt with me. And….(Conversation disturb in between).

James: Oh yeah. I heard Oskarbe was hurt with you John. I didn’t ask him because I know he will just tell greener part of his incident.

John: What you mean by greener part?

James: Greener part in the sense, people just talk good or right thing about themselves when they have contradict with anyone. You know I never like to listen bad-mouthing (backbiting). Anyway John, I say just forget those fucking shit.

John: Thanks brother. (Audience murmur as louder).

James and John exit. (Drama still not started)