Of transfers and whatnots!

It feels good to be able to blog again. It's the one place where I can share everything, my place of extreme bliss!!

I am now at Tashigang, so far away from Gasa and still working as a GAO (hopefully!). I was transferred here in February of this year upon request as my husband Sonam is working in Khaling under Tashigang Dzongkhag.

When I requested for my transfer I was hoping I would also be placed in Khaling because that is what the new Government had promised- to place husband and wife together. But sadly upon reaching here I was instead sent to a place called Kangpara which is quite far from Khaling. I will give you two good reasons I shouldn't be sent there: first, I have already served in a remote place called GASA and secondly, MY FAMILY IS IN KHALING!! Hmmmm, I wonder which part of that they don't understand!

Sadly they have chosen to turn a deaf ear to my pleas and so I am sharing my tales of woe with you. Thank you broad band connection. (Secretly I am hoping that someone from the stupid Government will read this but psst don't tell them I wrote it ;))

What a hassle!

I needed to send some money to my dear husband in India who is due to return very soon and so I asked my sister in law to do the necessary. After going to the Bank she calls me saying that the Bank is refusing to send the money due to the rupee crisis. They had asked her to get a statement from his University with a copy of his student ID card.

I called my husband and asked him to send the documents. Again my sister in law goes to the Bank to sent the money, this time equipped with the necessary documents. Guess what the Bank said! They said they can't send the money. I mean SERIOUSLY! Do they thing this is a joke or what! People take a lot of trouble to carry  out their stupid things just to be disappointed in the end.

But this is not the end of it. Then the Bank asked her to write an application and put it up to the Manager, which she did and then the Manager tells her that they can only send the money if we have the approval from RMA. Well, wouldn't it have been easier to just tell us that in the first place instead of harassing us so much. And so we were able to send the money after three days of hard work and it was seriously no thanks to the Bank!

Hello!

Made a promise to blog at least once a week but that's easier said than done. Of course I stayed true to my promise but the erratic Internet connection makes it extremely difficult for me to keep my promise. 

Elections are finally over but the talk still seems to be there because of the obvious reasons. I can't believe we are having to witness so much drama in a democracy as young as ours. I wonder what else we might have to witness as we progress. Our kings handed us democracy on a silver platter and now it's become a huge pile of stinking s**t. Wouldn't it be better for the previous Government to gracefully step down and fulfil their duties and in case the new Government proves to be slack then do whatever might be necessary. 

Poking their nose where it's not wanted just makes us think that the Bhutanese people have make the right decision and kills all sympathy that we might have for them. 

Now all that's left for us to do is wait and watch I guess. Hopefully this time we won't have to cry rivers of tears. Looking forward to bright sunny days!

The week that was...

Just got back after attending training on Community Based Disaster Risk Management Planning in Punakha, for a week. Right after I got back, I had to attend the common forum for Khailo and Yemina Chiwog and then the coordination meeting at Gasa. So it has been a hectic week and to top that off it has been an extremely busy day at the office today. Tired!, is the word I’d use to describe my week.

But it has also been an interesting week with a lot of new knowledge and skills gained. The training in Punakha was all learning by doing so it was an activity after the other or a presentation after the other. With the heat in Punakha it was the only thing that kept us all from dozing off. We ended the training with lots of promises to deliver and so that means a lot of work has to be done. But all things said and done NA Elections comes first and all else will have to wait I guess.

Holding on despite the rain!

Due to lack of space we had to conduct the common forum at Yemina in open ground. Guess what? It rained. It wasn’t like we could postpone the campaign and so we carried on under umbrellas. The people seemed restless but despite that the candidates gave their best and maybe that was all we could ask for. The common forum to be covered by the BBS has been scheduled for the 19^th, so that will give the people a better chance to listen to the candidates with no worries of getting wet.   

My Safe Shore

It’s raining and it makes me sad

Or maybe it’s raining because I am sad

A storm is approaching

I look for shelter

I cannot and suddenly I am sinking

I swim, trying to win against the waves

Kicking, moving, fighting

It’s hard but something drives me to push

A call from a safe shore

A memory that beckons me home

Tired, I can’t swim anymore

My body, my heart, my very soul

Everything seems to be giving out

Everything fades

It was just me against all else

I can’t stop the rain

And I can’t stop the waves

My last ounce of hope is fading

So I let myself drown

But something doesn't let me

A voice

A ray of sun struggling to get through

It fills me, giving me strength

I remember where I must go  

I remember my safe shore

I remember ….. YOU