MRP

See that overwritten MRP. See the original MRP 50/-

The prices of the goods have gone higher than the highest mountain. Shopkeepers are charging more than what is on MRP. They have liberties to fix their own prices. When asked about MRP, they would give you a hundred explanations, making you believe, and pay their fake prices. Firstly, they would start the location of their shops, then the increases of price from their agents, and then,  transportation cost like fuel price increases, increase in taxes, labor charges, tires charges, windshield charges, etc and etc, and they would mention the salary hike of the civil servants. They would somehow make you believe, and you come out paying and getting much-unwanted information.

And this is the case in many parts of our country; the government is trying to enforce customers to pay only MRP and shopkeepers are trying to ask more than the MRP. The margin of the price from MRP has a huge difference. For example, they would increase by nu.15 from MRP or double. I am one of the victims, in Zhemgang, Tingtibi, the prices are fixed by themselves. They erased and overwrite the MRP. It’s like overwriting on the notes, and only a fool would accept that overwritten notes. I had to pay nu.15/- for nu.12/- a packet of magi in Tingtibi. Likewise, the prices of rice, oil, sugar, flour, biscuit, etc are overwhelmingly fixed by them. I told them about MRP, only to get that unwanted information. And this is the same here in Tala. People have liberties to fix their own prices.  And I don’t know how prices are fixed about those perishable veggies. They have skyrocketed too. I have to pinch my skin.

Inflation has caused serious ripple effects to every civil servant. They have to minimize their diets. Civil servants are sandwiched in between the upper rung and lower rung of people. They are crushed in between to ooze blood from the parched or dried bodies. People try to extract as many as they can from this middle-income group. They don’t sell, they don’t produce, they depend, and they depend heavily on their meager salaries. Look at those shoppers, they cheat, they earn a lot. And…

So, our goods controller must strictly ensure people charging more than MRP, and levy fines to them. If not, we have to pinch for these surprises.

GHN on the Wall

I went to Pashikha MSS yesterday (6/9/14) for judging classes Wall Magazine. It was their yearly wall magazine competition from classes VII to X. It was very fascinating and informative to see many creative articles and arts displayed. I really appreciate their hard works. The theme of the wall magazine was overused clichéd; GNH and Life Skills. There has been a lot of hype. I am a little into them. Because I don’t understand much. GNH has brainwashed many of our students. They talk GNH. They write GNH. But do they really live a GNH philosophized life? This good and original philosophy of GNH by our king mustn’t become unoriginal and gamble away. Anyways I have some hazy photos here.

A book on a wall

A tree of knowledge/lamp

Improvised handy works from waste materials

A student explaining their works

GNH through the lens. What can you see?

Over trite... life skills

Life game

Doremon...???

The time you enjoyed, wasting is not a wasted time. Then what is wasted time?

Beautiful artworks

Literacy and sustainable development? so illiterate cannot sustain. Is it?

Judge judging

Beauty occurs itself and so is ugly

Paper waste flower vase

Lollypop GNH

Bhutanese Mikey mouse

open the curtain of knowledge

one of my articles there. no author acknowledgment

Interesting topic. I hope to write a book with this title

It means a lot

Four pillars lift Bhutan

Tribute to Ama

Pakshikha MSS Icons and followers

GNH bird... a tiger...then a pig would come there

Jurors evaluating

Interesting Bhutanized poem

Nice decoration with nothing on the wall...cl.VIIs' i guess

The flavor of Bhutanese Buddhism is GNH

Things from Zhemgang and past

At least an ogle at the end

Constellations is a Chilling Song

I love this Jack Johnson’s “Constellation.” The lyrics are beautiful and it’s damn chilling when I listen to the sounds. My mood changes. It has a poetic feeling. It’s like calm, cherishing feelings of those little moments you spend just watching the sunset and looking at the stars. The lyric has such deep meanings…it seems like he sure knows life and how to live life, the gift of life, and the real beauty in life.  His other songs like “If I Could,” “Breakdown,” are songs must listen to.

It is amazing how "we drew our own constellations." It resembles the phrase "drawing conclusions"…drawing to an end. This song is amazing, just like every other song by Jack.

And another line, 'listen close enough all else fades... fades away.' It sounds damn chilling to our lives. And it’s true.

The song helps me to bring and build beautiful memories of my child, family, and times.

Jack Johnson is a Hawaiian-folk singer-songwriter. He is a soft rocker, surfer and filmmaker.  

And I would like to leave here with my favorite song, Constellations.

"Constellations"

The light was leaving
In the west it was blue
The children's laughter sang
And skipping just like the stones they threw
Their voices echoed across the way
It's getting late

It was just another night
With a sunset
And a moonrise not so far behind
To give us just enough light
To lay down underneath the stars
Listen to papa's translations
Of the stories across the sky
We drew our own constellations

The west winds often last too long
The wind may calm down
Nothing ever feels the same
Sheltered under the Kamani tree
Waiting for the passing rain
Clouds keep moving to uncover the scene
Stars above us chasing the day away
To find the stories that we sometimes need
Listen close enough
All else fades, fades away

It was just another night
With a sunset
And a moonrise not so far behind
To give us just enough light
To lay down underneath the stars
Listen to all the translations
Of the stories across the sky
We drew our own constellations.