Bhutan and People

Above: Taktsang, Paro
Below: Natural environment of Bhutan

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Kings of Bhutan

The First King of Bhutan, Ugyen Wangchuk

The First King of Bhutan, Ugyen Wangchuk

The Second King of Bhutan, Jigme Wangchuk

The Second King of Bhutan, Jigme Wangchuk

The Third King of Bhutan, Jigme Dorji Wangchuk

Memorial Chhorten, In memory of the Third King

The Fourth King of Bhutan, Jigme Singye Wangchuk

The Fourth King of Bhutan, Jigme Singye Wangchuk with Her Majesties

Top: The Fourth King Crowning the Fifth King

Below: The Fifth King, Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuk and Her Majesty Jetsun Pema Wangchuk

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Now 5 seasons on earth

     After having taken architecture course, now I myself feel comfortable to present you all, my “ The Five Seasons”.

1.   Spring

2.   Summer                                        

                                                    Natural Seasons

3.   Autumn

4.   Winter

5.   Blind Winter                        Man made Season      

Blind winter has two categories:

a.   It deals with emotions of a man. A person perceives and feels varied and numerous environmental conditions according to his state of mind. A grief-stricken man may feel cold near the fire and warm under moonlight. Though architecture has felt difficulty in tuning itself to such issues, yet it is not far from making efforts to resolve it.

b.   The world where all eyes have been burnt to scorching flames with desires and pride, has been forgetting the very essence of the source of our mere existence. On account of one’s enjoyment and comfort, people involve everybody in the share of their direful after effects.

Pollution and Extinct of resource have now added yet another season on to the earth with threatening consequences.

Architecture and technology are the fields which have been trying to protect man from these malicious effects which always claim our lives no matter what o’clock it is.     Some ministries and departments also try hard to restore the already disturbed peace of nature so alive on this very earth.

But over all it is the unassigned responsibility of every individual to befriend our mother nature so that she lends her warmth and feeds us at her breast with care.

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The king was presented with a birthday gift, click here to see it...

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Somebody sleeping on king's birthday

I suddenly arose from a deep sleep. Then looking at the dark corner of my room, I could discern the switch button of my laptop still blinking, I then tottered forward, with my senses half wakeful, sat at the table and rolled my lazy fingers carelessly over the keyboard.

It was a webpage containing the biography of our 4^th King, Jigme Singye Wangchuk, and I was trying to capture its content.   And as I rolled over and over down, it thus read;

Micheal:

I love Bhutan so much, I have seen the king in you tube. I want to visit there.

                   Another comment, karma said;

Long live our king, we celebrate his birth anniversary, 11^th nov. with happiness and joy.

                   And yet another;

Joseph Eve;

Long live the king of Bhutan. i have visited Bhutan 10 times and will visit again though im far, once before I die. Lovely king and beautiful country.

Alas! What a wretched, insolent, pestilent, traitor, fool and the beast am I to forget that just few hours later is the auspicious birth anniversary of our fourth king. Cursed be my memory and inflame those wretched keepers of the memories for not reminding me afore time the event, so that after being burnt to ashes, it resurrects in its form so fresh to be able to faithfully carry its assigned tasks.

             Yet another comment;

Carolena;

I love that kid in the pic. I love Bhutan and the king.

Then I have no word left. Nor could I read anymore for my little eyes were incapable of holding back the tears in their sockets. I could no longer respond to my friend talking to me by my side for the words chocked my throat and I felt totally dry and thrilled.

Once again I cleansed my eyes, bid my friend be out, latched the door and wrote;

I prostrate at the feet our king,

So young were you crowned the king,

To shoulder the task that is beyond earth and sky,

When at that age I would be asleep in the little cradle,

You have shone hope and will for your peaceful kingdom.

                 Your gracious Majesty, I fall at your feet yet full of happiness and joy, I unite my heavy palms yet as light as the lightest, and say;

Long live our king,

Happiness dwell his soul,

Be his country wish fulfilled,

And peace be with his humble subjects and the world.

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king and queen

In heavenly abode of the kingdom Bhutan;

Are we blessed to have taken form;

Where Buddhism has touched every heart,

Of the soul dwelling in this miraculous nestling parcel.  

The world brags of passionate gentle king;

Of his loving kindness and bountiful compassion;

That he holds in his heart and timeless soul;

For his little humble subjects encircling his vision of undying faith.

The beauteous of all wondrous moments;

Is to behold how lovely do their majesties dear;

May the might and oneness of all prayers of their subjects;

Lengthen the peaceful lifespan of their considerate majesties.

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Royal Couple in New Delhi, in Embassy of Bhutan

If there only was an instrument which could measure the depth of one’s joy; if the god only had devised the happiness as a tangible form so that others can see it; or if happiness was but just like the four elements of earth so that we can feel it, I, at this very moment would not let my fingers roll over this dusty keyboard for the discourse of the dance my fingers perform and the expression of the words they write are but far far below the true feelings of my heart.

Today, on this beautiful eve of the 26^th Oct, 2011, with the Embassy of Bhutan in New Delhi dressed in mesmerizing and colorful lights, at my rate about three hundred of Bhutanese students and employees in Delhi were awaiting the arrival of our newly married royal couple. After a few minutes of my unease on the chair, my brows raised quite above others heads for there appeared from the left our beloved king and queen beaming forth the beautiful rays of compassion and love in to the little hearts of their humble subjects.

As our majesty’s words of how important the social values and education are to us throughout our lives enthralled our ears as to the melody of the sweetest music, our hearts were enraptured in boundless ecstasy and felt more responsive as I ever felt. And though our withered virtues and merits haven’t pulled us to the actual wedding at Changlingmithang to witness our Majesty’s balmier kisses on beauteous check of Her Majesty, some residue of our virtues had graced us to witness our royal kisses once again on this wondrous evening.

Shortly, with those valuable words and beautiful sights we all in small groups with His and Her Majesty rejoiced at a cup of tea and snacks. It was like a folk of birds encircling their father and mother and rejoicing at their presence and kind words. And would anyone believe me if I say that at that very moment I with tears in my eyes placed myself aside, took out a pen and a sheet of paper, noted down something, something which could convince the world around me, then paused for a moment and crumpled it and flew it down to the ground for those I scribbled on it would not be possible to express how happy my heart was?

Within no time the joyous event came to an abrupt end and we all drove back to our respective homes with all hearts elated and enlightened. Now, as I lay in between these four dark walls of my empty room, my mind wandered sometimes in to the past and oftentimes danced in the vision of tomorrow with my head tossing left and right seeking for the sleep which would never come.

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