(WHY MY WIFE DECIDED TO SEPERATE FROM HER JOB POSITION....MoH)

I live to love my country. I am not like those who glorify higher entities to present "Patriotism" and warm executive seats and drive V12 engines. I am a teacher and I have committed to change steriotype in my country. I have an old monk beard and pony tail......I drink and do everything out of my professional mandate as any human desire would demand. Yet, I have sustained my profession for 20 years...except for few professional conflicts.
I am a father of two children and I am professional teacher, husband, son, father, friend and hero of enchantmant. I am not happy in my Gross National Happiness Country. Lets be honest....its sime idealistic impossible from Aristotle and Plato's Republic.
That, I and my wife started our prifessional carrer as anyone would....with a dream of having family and friends around. That we, without realization, served my country, king and people with the best possible abilities and commitments. To my virtues, I did my best.....its a history we, me and my wife created in our lives....
That, serving in different capacities for last 20 years (19 for my wife), and serving at difficult and faraways places with challanges of their own....having fought our own personal and professional battles and wars....having aged our times...we served in Wangdiphodrang Dzongkhag for almost about 11 years without any glitches and movement. As any normal family would wish for and as per the charter of transfer system, in line with education and health ministry's GNH policy we applied for transfer. We opted tsirang....home transfer but optioned Paro and Thimphu. My ministry, Education rewarded me with transfer to Paro. I was happy....the GNH mode.
However, my wife did not get transfer. Her transfer was witheld on " Merital" ground. Minisrty of Health decided on spousing system or otherwise. We appeal to HRMS and approached to honourable secretary (health) for the re evaluation of our transfer....but to no avail. We did it for 3 times. We were systemacally divorced by the system....I call it GNH divorce.... We started to believe to devorce because of millions of family problems....the gas, the laundry, the berakfast, the rental. The final nail was my daughter who is in class 2 and has to endure papa's temperment. Just imagine father tendering his daughter out of trial and error methodologies....the food, the cloths, the usual ways of day today affairs....my predecament is I never could manage her Kira....I wore it opposite ways and I cried. Then I realized, profession is just a crap in feont of my family.....family first no matter what. I decided to throw my resignation.
My wife, out of her motherly aptitude and natural conscience, volunteered to give her resignation. She gave unto closer alternative. My wife who has served our beloved country for last 19 years was forced to give resignation just to save her family.......
I salute my wife for her courage and commitment.
I guesstimate 50 percent of civil servants may be married......you may guess howmany of these people are separated......
(I have written this post for myself.....opinion or otherwise....i as a authour is sole responsible for this nareative....and I want to dedicate my wife's resignation to very citizen of my country for a deeper gnh family meaning and agency policy)

This is sheer confusion....mathematical confusion......failure of geometrical configuration...failure of calculus and regression....its a great failure. Quantum science and relative metascience failed.......it may be the 999th attempts or 1111 trial, but it is still a failure. Thomas Edision, Newton, Galeoli, Dalton, Hooks, Rutherfords, Einstein, George Candon, Ramanujan, Rahaman, S. Hawakin, M Paku.....experiental or Theoritical Science failure.....String Theory, the Infinities, the nonessential, the ultimate, the confirmaty, the parallel universe, the antimatter, the whilt hole, the blackhole, the bigbang....all failed. The Unified Theory and the theory of everything....all failed.
Only a bottle of beer or a pint of whiskey.....succeded....its the ultimate hope......this enagmatic amrita....this perpetual ambrosia, this 2carbon married to 6hydrogen and an oxygen atom is the answer.......this organic concoction is the resort that god and goddesses imbibed and dazed and raped......the zeus, the venus, the aphrodite, the indra, the shiva, the bharma, the jesus, the mahammad, the david, the mary, the buddha, the rama, the ravahana, the creator and destroyer, the giver and the taker......swam and could not tender the other bank.......its a way to neverending success. Swim and you will never get drawned!

As Oscar Wild have screamed...."Nothing is constant but Change"....and this change in this moment is blissfull....as the nimbus scuds hurridly to north from bay of Bangal....to get knocked on the Himalayas.....to shed her frustrations and anger but the enrichment and life of billions.....I sit on this living apartment and contemplate....the birds return, the Silhouette gets better......of the mountain, of the trees, of the rivers, of the sky....of the life itself. Its a well bitten nut.....well cought fish and an opportunity that never tried to slip away.....thus, I laugh when the system cry. 20 years is a wasted time well accounted in the book of life....the metaphysical chemistry of evolurion and revolution......the final redemption....new place of growth and realization...

Kailash Shongbhen Rai a living conflict with the millions conflicts. Disclaimer by itself.

The luxury of little time I get out of my billions appointments, 99.99 of them unbusiness and personal waste.....I happen to be chewing anigma....social hypocrisy which put me under the finest radar of dissemblance....the huge one and I tender it with honour. The innuendoes are such prostitutes I get easily get seduced into the realm of temptations.......the wine and the flesh. I think its for the love of piece of meat, I have become sinner.....please, get my pun corrected. This month in the Nation's Calander is a "No Meat" month....meaning, citizens are supposed not to eat meat. You may argue how come citizens....the answer is if it is a national agenda, it percolates to citizenry as well. Well, let me compromise and change the statement....It is merit earning month...all believers are trying hard to collect truck loads of best Karmas for their afterlife odyssey.....the anigma cracked under my maxillo-mandibullary pressure, exerted with molar scholarship. I got billions of barnacles under my eye lids, sparkling with laughters......I towed out the enemy of my pleasure out of my mouth and gave it an empirical gaze....It was a big and sturdy meta carpel out of pig's limb. I got denture shock........and I jumped into spontaneity of the occassion.
The contemplation was scarey and paradoxically raping. It raped me to its end. This is merit earning moment, no meat occassion and you are cracking on animal bones......i bleeded further.......it was the same pig I was devouring on winked at me and hurtingly oozed his anger....sinner. Further, the religiosocieties ostracized me in theory. Buddhist first....no meat month and you are munching fleshes and bones...you will go to hell and get fried for 500 cycles. Hindus stared at me and deep fried me in million degrees oil...you eat beef and buff....you are banished to hell....then I encounter Muslims.....they pelted me with billion stoned and planned me to exile in hell because I am eating pigs and hogs.....Buddha, Mahammad, Shiva all angry with me....all have banished me. I am alerady in worse term with Jesus Christ......he asked me to scratch his back while I was hanging on a vertical cliff........ This makes me a refugee in religion and I do not have certificate for Heaven after life. I argued with these epitomes.... I thought I was eating food and a source of protein. 56 billions of animals are culled, killed or otherwise, in a year. I just could munch decimal point followed by infinite numbers of zero and finally 1, yet I get this verdict from cows, and pigs and bufalloes. I finally decided to cancel my application to Vegeterian Heaven. I am applying my Visa, greencard or citizenship to Omnivorous Heaven..........I love piece of meat......

The heat of the night...

Its quarter to be half of the night....and I am owling the nucturnal eerand. The diurnal cycle has almost done its formalaties while I craned my carcasses horizontally and sued my queen to Oblivion......the bitches are fighting their cases 36 feets deep while I withness the moon romancing clouds in the blue. Its a vulgarity of romance.......the filthiest innundoes of the maturing night......like the fermenting wine and ageing female....the olfactory pleasure and the lingual gratification........its the odyssey of a great charm and virility of the moment. And I stared the stars and gazed the moon. The amalgamating datkness in the moon lit space offered me a warmth of a virgin innocence. As I dared to rejoice on the pine niddles and the musical wind.......the delight of fluttering bamboo leaves, the whrildwind of dusty afternoon anf the dancing of fig leaves in the April wind. I lay pataplegically on the half tilled terrace, opiated by the auxin in the air and upping hormone.....I would stand any moment and shoot.....or I would dig my head and dream. It was then I rode finest stallion and walked the rouhest terrain........the centrifugal dispersion of luck was but evident and I caught the enigma for myself....
As the stars became brighter....As the heaven grew wiser....I grew up mellower......the concoction of growing efficacy and the impozsibilities of dreams hardened and baked my persona.......when the cloud lifted, I saw the butteries......the unquenchable thirst. When she flutter her wings.....the world dissolved in her charishma...when she flew she generated life within....that was then. The chasm of unknown....the abyess of infinity and the certinity of destiny.........participated from nothing....nonexistantia metaphysical diaspora........the nothingness in itself....

APE-ING the Fake Ape

(With Love....)

I started my formal Education way back in 80s. That was a very long time back by human time....and ofcourse, amazing in a sense that my family let me into the then classrooms. The vague memory of me, myself scudding to school unwillingly or with much exictment depending on the circumstances, is a story in itself. My gurus were enlightened being on their own terms....buddhas in their own accords and i have my highest honour and regards forever for them. I sat on the floor, furnished by tropical tree planks and unengineered carpentership gaping as much as 3 inches wide. I went to school with Slate and chalk Stubbs....that was then.....I learnt the ways of education, the skills, values, life skills, morals.....in my time there was nothing like fake vanities like scouting, value education, democracy, laws, counseling, advocasies of millions manifestations and awareness programs....there was no Kegans (probably he was too young), there was no Piza nor roties.....no COmpetencies based xyz, nor such things like child rights, women rights, human rights.....it was perfect timing....i did not hear about Green house and global warming politics nor heard of Aids and hapatitis.....did not hear of N10, Gravity and the family I grew up with locals and organic produce.....the Hengwama...local brews, the Bhaang, Marijuana, the chickens, pigs, cattles,b uffaloes, horses and the muttons........I know what duscomfort is, I know what polotics is....I know what happens during political disharmony.........i graduated every adversities and educated myself....that is why, I take pride in my attitude.........However, time changed but its not much. Time in terms of universal measurement has gone much....Bhutan is just 44 years in my timeline.....yet, it has gained infinite disharmonies and discords.....the cultural dilutions, community distrust, chasmic rich and poor extermities, radicalism, corruptions...you name it. And finally the case of APE ing tbe fake. For each fake ape, there is 20 years of price to pay.......education is taking a nose five like the eagle nosedive..........the statics figure is misleading and the people who are at 96 with mathematical analysis are bosses........blind leads blind and becomes blind leaders...finest of course but what about those of us who are not blind.....two days in Finland or a week in Singapore dosent make you one of them......i have been here for 44 years yet i have difficulty in making a sense. What are we looking for.....a majic wand or Alladins Lamp....n.such things happens in only someone smarts mind.........for me I would go for Asian system of education....how about Chinese guide or indian system....I cant travel to Finland and Australia.....I checked on Nobel Prize Winner list fir my satisfaction......its the USA.....the land of refugees and the land of Open Mind. To be high, lets open up.....lets give up what is irrelavent and burry them 100 meters i deep crust.....it not the fish its the water which defines the fish......do not give me that southern hemesphere crap nor that of north pole...I want something of my Organic civilazation........

Let's See the Elephant.....

(Commentry on the Game of CHESS.....)

Deep Blue and Watson may have mastered and enlightened on fuzzy logic and alternative brain functions, the players play their best. It's a politics of power and control, purely strategic mastership and infinite dominance. I see the danger of overtly intimidated by North, South and the West....a dangerously nuclear states. When someone in the past made it real for us to play China card, I paid my price. I had to travel 8 km to get 2 liters of petrol...or had to smuggle a cylender of Butane at 1600 rupees......then we paid our tax painfully by stalling the mega projects and had to trade carrot over the cane. Now, we are supporting SAARC, which otherwise have become paraplegic in true sense, functionally dilapidated and breathing nominally. Indragandi truly thought that it was a league of smaller nations to harness the Boss.....that was then. When it comes to cardinally grand issues....SAARC is under the footmat.....only when we discuss sports of fishing, the secretriate will raise on pillow. When our PM favored SAARC over BIMSTEC, India got her irritation for obvious reasons. India knows clearly that in SAARC, she is leagued out and Isolated diplomatically. China is eagerly waiting SAARC to happen thus, Pakisthan...because all the member countries of this regional cooperation is in the realm of Chinese hegemonic influence. Now what happens? Bhutan should daringly outcry those treaties with India which allows her to interfere with our discesions. Our PM must try soft diplomacies to woo India and to keep China at Bay. We know there can be no friendship between enemies.....a lion and a deer can never be friends....we got to know this. Bhutan, as a nation is wedged in between three giants in terms of size, population as well as nuclear muscles. No amount of humanities will work if they decide to and that's the fact. This invisible threat and obvious bullies must be tendered as long as we decide as well.......Chinese will favour us against India and India will pamper us against China.....its a perpetual truth. Now ISI and Pakistanis intelligence may be building scope here as well......we have become oasis of political game....probably the most dangerous and the most charged one.....how Dr. Lotay conviences these players will give us our destiny.......as of now let's bark at these mountains.............bythe way, the Chinese Persident Xi Jiping was graciously recapped in North Korea.......the ofd shoot of Trade war.....

keena keena aaja malai...

Keena keena malai yoo phul lay
Boolayako jasto lagchha
Katai mayalu ko pratibeemba
Sarana garay ko zaskoo parchha
Samaya lay saat nadeeda ko
Ghoomailo paal ko yaad aauchha
Beelay ra baagay ko heem jastai
Chaanchal aanchal khulay ko jasto lagchha
Herda herdai herai nai herayako
Badal phati tarika ko sahar
Chandra mamuskai jiskai rehayako
Aafnai susai ma ramai kalkali rehaya ko
Susta gati ma pawan malin
Aafnai dhukdhuki ma harai rahayako
Tee malin katha jasti pall haru ko
Aangalayara beebash bhai aansuko
Taapkai ma bagay ko
Aaaru ko phul phulay ko bela
Temelai leenu aauchu bhani kasam
Khayako chaanharu ko
keena katai yaad aaucha....
Kailash Shongbhen Rai

April wind.....(in love with)

Life is beautiful when all the cogs are in place. The enigma is displacement of one or other gear system in time......the prespective of displacement comes with the infinities within the probabilities. I remain there in one of the probabilities to be swallowed by the unknown. The chasm of moment bays the undeniable ruthlessness and I remain there offering my entity to be oxidised into organic nothingness. The fluttering wings ceases to beat and the gravity becomes tall and fatty grisly ghost. The fangs that scissors through the helpless pejorative dances the sweet adversity... i remain there. The raging flame out of volcanic contemplatation gnaws through my consciousness and i remain there.....the vanity of cacophonies teases my morality of existance and I up it to exponential exploration.....this is my destiny. I horse to thulo dhunga, gaze at horizon and meet my aspirations evaporating....its the April wind that blows away the dust....its the same wind that carries fig leaves and my dreams....I sit on the terrace embankment, search on my sling bag and fish out Fedrich Forsheth, i guess it was Jericho....dig my head deep into its beautiful suspense and kiss my oblivion. Its a journey in future.....that last puff of fluidity and the nirvana....liberation.