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07/04/2019: Donath Reserve, Johnson St Reservoir Tenzin's debut at Kingsbury United SC against Banyule City SC was a good beginning (under 9/s). He scored hat trick with his team against Banyule and the match ended in favour of Kingsbury United SC (7:0). A star in the making... Long way to go my boy. This is just the beginning  🙏 Thank you coach  Joe Cuomo 🙏 Pic courtesy: Kurt Lackovic # kingsburyunited   # soccervictoria   # footballvictoria  @ Melbourne, Victoria, Australia  # proudmoment   # starinthemaking

random thoughts...a scribbling I keep on asking these questions over and over. Procrastinating! Yes. Thats it. I am procrastinating. And I have been doing since I started to create this blog. I created this blog to fire up my passion for reading and writing. But as time passed I became stronger and stronger in being a procrastinator. Many a times, I opened up my laptop and signed in the blog. And every-time I did that, my mind became blank. Simply blank! I had many stories to write. Many memories to share. Many moments to pin. I wanted to do all these. But writing them and penning them all in my blog became an everyday struggle. Struggle, because I simply lacked the motivation, determination and confidence to do so. Here I am today. I wanted to pen down all what I really wanted to. But I simply do not understand WHY? Why it has become difficult for me to start...maybe I am confused, so as to, where to begin? or how to write? Or am I seriously caught up in the mess of the complex...

"The Australian Awards is not for an individual. It is for your country..." remarked Tony Crooks, Team Leader for South and West Asia at Taj Tashi on November 21 2017 to 28 Awardees during the Pre-Departure Briefings. His inspiring speech still lingers vibrating in my ears. The sole purpose of winning an Award is not for self development but to 'give back' what I have received so far. 13 years of free education. 4 years of free training in Bachelors of Education. Another 3 paid winter months of Post Graduation course. My past decade or so of service in the teaching profession has not sufficed what I intended to 'give back'. I have much more to 'give back' in times to come. And my winning of this prestigious Award is indeed going to be added into my endeavour to serve what I am groomed for. To serve unfailingly to My King, My Country and My People. Thank you Australia for the support and the award. Long live Australia Bhutan Diplomatic Friend...

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Lately I have been involved in volunteer work with Bhutan Toilet Organisation founded by one of my buddy Passang Tshering who is popularly known as Passu. Ever since I got involved in his endeavour to make Clean Toilets in Bhutan, I am very much impressed by his dedication. I salute for his great, yet simplistic initiative to not only to educate but also make all Bhutanese responsible in maintaining clean toilet. I actively went around, participated in this initiative and also took part in coordinating cleaning toilets outside my very own home school. With the help of volunteers from institutions we did very well. Not only did we cleaned toilets clean but also went on to spread words on the logic of having clean and better toilets. As a cliche runs, 'healthy habits begin with clean toilets' , I with the help of the School Health Coordinator, initiated a mass proper cleaning school toilets today. With around 40 class X ( A/B Girls and C boys and Girls ) students, we were able...

"I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone - if possible - Jew, Gentile - black man - white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other’s happiness - not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, lif...

Khina Maya Tamang, 45 She is from Dagapela and lives at Walakha ( 2.5 Kilometres away from Khuruthang Vegetable Market and the Public Toilet ). She has a child and earns around 6450/- per month and her last month's salary is yet to receive. She sweeps the entire vegetable market area and also looks after the only public toilet at Khuruthang. It almost takes a week for her to sweep the entire market. Sometimes she finds it unmanageable when vegetable vendors starts coming in for the weekend sale before Saturday.   Maintaining the only public toilet all by herself is also difficult. She can't help but helplessly watch as people come in and go out of the toilet. She watches them helplessly for she can speak no more than a word or two at a go for she suffers from speech impediment. Her ability to hear is also very low. Tears fills her eyes when she narrates how people as if like animals uses sticks and stones instead of water (for there is continuous flow of water in tap...

Volunteering for #UrgentRun# The Bhutan Toilet Run was not as easy as it sounded. From scornful colleagues (When they heard about ‘cleaning toilets’) and my own tight teaching schedule made me really run. More apprehensive than that was not getting enough materials for the final #UrgentRun# which literarily made me run into shops seeking sponsors. Listens only half to what I explain to them, not exactly paying attention, call out their sales boy and give me a solitary brush and a water jug to wash the entire toilets of Punakha. Being my first experience in seeking sponsors, I knew not how to go about and where to start. After spending some time, I gathered my guts to approach no matter what the eyes and ears around me think. I stepped into shops asking for material donations. The experience was my worst nightmare. My expectation of their reaction to our cause did not justify as a human being. How should I describe the experience? Shameful? Disgraceful? Awful? Appaling? Disrespectful?...

Dear sir i am sorry for i am wishing you now only.Due to busy schedule i could not bring this memories earlier.Better late than never,let me start: I remember those times when boarder life was a new experience and when everything was new i felt as if you were someone old i knew for ages.Your kindness and the way you treated us made me get adapted to boarding life.At times,when i lie down on the bed and dig through the memories,i tend to get myself overcome with flashback. In class nine,you were my class teacher and your inspiration started thus.You always said,"Read,read and read.Unless you are a reader you cant be a writer"-I still remember it,though you might have forgotten.You always praised me and encouraged me to study hard.I also remember,the time when we used to go for road maintenance,you used to be a kind and understanding friend. May be time will keep flying and bury the memories but it will never erase. I know you expected a lot from me when i was in class ten ...

It was  quite surprising. Surprising as life itself. One of my class girls, Dechen Wangmo came rushing up to me, when I was standing by the artificial lake beside our basketball court. Hurriedly and worried she appeared on this special day when all around seems to be gay and celebrating the day with full of merry and mirth. "Sir, Yo-lue beat Deki. And...and...Deki is bleeding profusely. Sir you need to come immediately." I was shocked. Before I could I ask why or how or where? I was simply following her not knowing what came on my head. The sun was hot above and actually I was taking a respite by the cool shade of the lake. Suddenly had my head boil and was raging like a bull towards where she was taking me. I climbed the stairs to my class. I heard noises of separating the two who seemed to be in big fight and the whole scene seem to be in a mess. No sooner did I pushed opened the door, "POP" came the sound above my head, showering with glistening cut pieces of ...

What Keeps me Going? A Gratitude for my Students! Sometimes I wonder what makes me be what I am. Sometimes I wonder I am not What I am. I supposed to feel what I am not supposed to be. But there are at times I am made to feel and be the one I am meant to be. To be what I am. And be what I am supposed to be. The reason what makes me feel these things go round and round in my small little big head is all because of my students. Many a times I have been down the memory lane, trying to recollect what I have done to deserve all the LOVE, RESPECT and TRUST from my students. it makes me wonder too, at times, whether I have done justice to how and what my students express and feels about me. When I am on the verge of giving up on my dreams and hopes, it is my dear students who helps me see the path and pushes me to go on extra mile. No matter how little I roll on some little pebbles and stones on my way to realization. Today, for the first time in my life, here I am penning it down...