Three Wise Monkeys

From Google Guru

People say that there is no such thing as evil and everything is good in itself. If this is true then everything is in peace.

There are these three basic commandments for our spiritual progress and wisdom called the three wise monkeys; "See no Evil, Hear no Evil, Speak no Evil." 

The question is what can we look at now? The trouble of turning blind eyes to others’ misconduct is not the true sign of good conduct I guess. Its like "ignoring" it. It moreover tells one to "refrain" from looking at things that may cause sin to somebody and not caring what the hell others do.

I think this is the time to see more, hear more, and speak more. It isn't what we 'absorb', but what we 'produce from ourselves' that pollutes our souls. By not seeing, not hearing, not speaking evil,.. then nothing of the same Evil shall be generated from us. We must restrain from watching dirty movies, uttering dirty words, or any undesired activities.

Evil has many interpretations. The baseline of all is to protect us/our souls from ourselves. Life is how you see it, I think. If you want it to be happy and beautiful, you must see the beauty in everything you experience. You read beautiful books so that you have a beautiful mind. Just like the laughing Buddha, three wise monkeys are feng shui to better living.

Eddie Murphy said it best in Brooklyn Vampire, “If there was no evil you would never know what good is, right? So evil is GOOD.”

We Are the Family of RASTA

We are the Family of Bad Group

“We Are the Family of RASTA,” wrote class VIII A of Darla MSS on their classroom’s wall. It is right in front of teachers eyes. Instead of writing good proverbs and sayings, they wrote this graffiti on the wall. I am seeing this today, as I had an invigilation duty for the class VI common exam there. How careless and ignorant have we been in the school? Had I seen it before, I would have discussed it with the class teacher or the school administration. But I will talk about this for sure.

Rasta was everywhere in the class. See, even the cello taping are of a Rasta symbol

Class VIII A students knew the meaning of Rasta, and I guess they have been following this. The term Rasta refers to marijuana and cannabis. It also refers to the street dealing in drugs. Rasta began in Jamaica and it’s a kind of religion where they believe drugs could raise them and it is the way of life which is called Rastafarianism. They consider that cannabis is spiritual to use and it cleans the body and mind, heals the soul, exalts the consciousness, facilitates peacefulness, brings pleasure, and brings them closer to God. They have a leaf of the marijuana plant as a symbol. It basically is the deadliest drug group.

Our parents and teachers must be so mindful of what children write and do at times. We must go through each letter and each word.

And this year, many drug-related problems were from class VIII A. Blame it on this RASTA.

And there was a pamphlet saying 'Say No to Drugs.' on that same wall. Did they listen?

Do you have Any Workshop?

NOOO...NOTHING....

As the 2014 year is drawing closer to an end, most teachers are going for workshops and some short term skills trainings. But for some teachers like me, it’s the same story. There are a few teachers from my school who went for invigilation duty, visiting examiners, and things like that, but most of them have to spend their meager monthly salary during this winter themselves. And ME, like many years, I have been sticking here in the school so humbly. Nothing of sorts was provided to me. Things like invigilation duty come once every ten or more years. It surely is once in a blue moon opportunity for many teachers. And there is a story about this un-missed opportunity. In 2007, there was a lady teacher who came for an invigilation duty, all the way from Haa to Punakha. She had put up in an expensive hotel; she almost paid nu.400 per night besides her foodings with her two children. An unbelievable thing was her DA, which was only nu.300. When asked about the purpose of coming for duty she said that she wouldn’t miss her golden opportunity. She seems crazy, but it’s true. Ok, that is another story.

But for some teachers, workshops, seminars, evaluation, duties, etc have been unending blessings. The same person would go one after another. I heard one can avail such opportunity if one knows people in MOE, BCSE, etc, and has a connection. I also heard that if one was a lady, she would get. I am none of them.

There would be nominations from the school, and when it’s the time for selection someone would be nominated already. These nominations are done purely to showcase everything is fair, to say that it went through proper process and channel; grassroots level, and for document records if any problem arises from ACC, and other people.  That is for sure.

As of now, I don’t have any kind of workshop, even news are far behind for me. Other than this workshop, I have to go to Shakti workshop or Durga workshop in Jaigion. My car needs a cool workshop to function well.

Winter Days

Wintery view from my House

This is a time; the time for ending; the flowers are withering up, the brown leaves of trees are felling one by one. There have been times of glory; growing, sprouting, and blooming. There were times when birds were singing to feed on fresh foods. There have been times of rain and sunshine. There have been times…  And this is the time when everything is coming to an end. The year is drawing to an end; new curtains are folding inside out. What brings a new?

Our exams are almost done. The product of a year’s learning is almost to its end’s result. Children are happy, parents are happy about their smooth sailing throughout this year. Wish them so much luck ahead.

The Winter season in most parts of Bhutan is not a time for celebration, though, everybody is in a restive mood. Because the chilly northern winds bundled people with so many layers of clothes and it makes them difficult to move. Many would remain inside their homes; sitting around Bhukhuris, room heaters, and most of them drinking warm Ara or Bangchang. And this is the time; time to gather and talk a whole lot about year’s works and plans ahead. I wish them so much luck ahead.

Bhukhari

Here at Darla, it’s no better than any other place. The temperature reaches minus at this time of the year. On top, it has been drizzling for so many days now. Winds are cutting through clothes and skins making bodies into icy iron. The good news is that we will soon migrate to a lower southern warmer part of Phuntsholing and Gelephu.

Unsafe Glass Windows

Safe windows with the railings

Last time in one of the houses in Gedu, there was an incident of an accident where a boy was hospitalized because he fell from the window. There were also so many incidents of so many children's death felling from the windows.

What type of windows do you have in your home?  Is it with railings or without it? If you have observed nowadays, we have beautiful glass windows without any railings. They are like huge doors on the wall. There is nothing like bars, handrails or sorts.  Because of these unsafe windows, I have heard people breaking into houses and stealing things. Not only are these windows safe for small children but also for elders. A child may lean on the window and hoops… opens up the window and trip over-dead.  I personally feel these types of windows are ways to untimely death and materials lost. They are the un-mindful traps to death and burglary activities.

Why do we build houses with such glassy windows with no bars and no protections? Do they look nice to have white windows? Some people are so unmindful that they forget to close the windows with curtains. And the electricity being very cheap here in Bhutan, we don’t bother to put off the whole night. The result, outside peepers, could see happenings inside the house. Some peepers are so curious to wait a whole night to see the show.

I think our builders should think about new glassy windows without bars. The windows must not only be beautiful but also safe and protective.

Unsafe Windows without railings