A dream

This is a story that I wanted to share to all of you out there. Read it and enjoying while reading it…

It was 8:00 in the morning.as usual I was late for my collage. Each time I reach at the school gate the bell rang. I was also warned multiple times, but living a life where you don’t have a mother around you, these things are sure to happen. I passed out from a higher secondary school and presently I am in Royal Thimphu Collage. Living a life out on your own is not easy as thought. But tomorrow I need not worry about these things at all. Tomorrow I am leaving for my home, back to Wangdi. Back to my loving and carrying mother.

It’s the day where I am leaving for home. It’s the happiest day of my life, after a yearlong of parting finally I am going to see my mother. I came through the Thimphu valley, enjoying the beautiful scenes of the mountain. I was very discern to utter my first word when I meet my mom.

Finally, I reached wangdi. As I went I bought a bouquet of flower for my mother who was anxiously waiting for me. As I climbed up to the stairs, each steps made me very excited. I knocked the door and there she was opening it. I instantly hugged her and gave the beautiful flowers which inevitably suited her. She had prepared me a delicious meal after which we sat down for a chat. As we talked I could feel the happiness flowing in her voice.

We talked whole day. There wasn’t any conclusion to our talk but the time had a conclusion. It was time for dinner. I, my mother and my sister sat in a circle and had a marvelous dinner. After having dinner it was time for bed. That night the moment I went to bed I fell asleep. I woke up, got dressed and I stood in front of a river which was nearby, with the sun shining high and winds blowing with its growling sound. And suddenly I heard a crying call. I turned back. And again there was another call and it was from my house. I ran towards it as fast as I could.as each step I covered, the crying call got louder and so didi the slamming of the door.

I opened the door and there I saw my mother. I stepped in and approached and the cold heart.my poor mother was shrouded in her bed. I called out the name of my sister but there was no answer. I ran to my neighbors for help, but to my surprise I could see empty houses. Out of desperation I cried for help, but my cries were heard by growling winds and slamming doors. With only few hours of breath left I rushed my mother to the nearest hospital. All of a sudden I felt like killing myself. But I moved on, not giving up I reached to BHU. All my efforts went in vain when I found on one at the BHU. A mixed feeling of anger, sadness and insanity had occurred. I could not utter a word not cry out loud. I was looking at her dying face and holding those cold hands, I could not imagine that I am going to lose a very precious gem of my life.

Slowly she closed her eyes. I saw the light of her face fading away. Her breath had almost stopped. I knew she is going to go far away from me.so I said my last words to her “I LOVE YOU MOM’’. With a smile on her face she slowly closed her eyes and gave up her life on my arms. With tears all over my face I hugged her for the last time.

As I walk away I could feel the presence of her. I heard something, a call from my mother, I looked back, and to my surprise the corpse was gone. But the voice was still there. As I listened to it, I heard “WAKE UP, WAKE UP” than a gush of happiness flowed in every vein of my body. I could see a blurred image of my mom. When I opened my eyes wide I could see her. She was alive. It was me who was dead for 8 hours and was living a life which had never existed.

This is a story written by one of my friend Prakash. Thanks to him that I could share this to you all. This story came up accidentally. It was English class and our teacher asked us to write a story about anything, so my friend bought this to the class. We had a great time listening to him.

Democracy is necessary for GNH.

We will need to evolve a system of governance that is responsive to its changing needs. We need a system in which all our needs, are considered, fulfilled and are looked after. For the place that is needed in order to sustain and nurture GNH, we, the people of Bhutan need democracy. It’s not only Bhutan but where ever there is GNH there should be democracy, which indicates that democracy is necessary for GNH.

A lone king can’t handle or look after each and every one. For everyone’s happiness depending on him and with that, there are other vital things that he has to cover alone. Although there is someone to look after each sector or division, but at the end he is the one making all the decision. In democracy what happens is the responsibilities of the nation's future development are distributed among ministries and other branches. This ensures there is a balance between spiritual and material development which will lead to the happiness of the people. Democracy also takes care of the four main pillars of GNH that is sustainable and equitable economic development, conservation of environment, preservation and promotion of culture and good governance by distributing to ten ministries.

 With further more decentralization, each person’s point is considered and helps in the development of the country. With every person participating in the making of the country, the country is united and the value of GNH grows.

With democracy the management capacities are strengthened, which is able to provide development in preferred directions, to monitor, and evaluate the process of change and identify the need for remedial and corrective measures. This ensures that everything is looked after and every mistake is corrected. With this it makes a perfect mother for GNH which nurtures it and helps it to grow bigger.

Abraham Lincoln, the 16^th­ President of the United States of America defines Democracy as a government of the people, by the people and for the people. With their choice of government elected, it makes sure that their voice are heard, bringing happiness, hence promoting GNH.

Happiness may not be directly delivered to an individual like a good or service. Democracy stresses collective happiness to be addressed directly through public policies in which happiness becomes a clear condition in projects and programmes.

This is the debate topic given in the school, as a house competition. If you want to add on it, send me an e-mail. I will make sure that it is added.