Take Your Pick: Life or Livelihood?

Do not forget to T~H~I~N~K!

Not many years back a friend was offered a job in the US of A - at a salary of US$8,000.00 per month. This is a humongous sum by any Bhutanese standards. My friend sought my advice:

“Do I accept it and go?”

It was not in my place to offer him any advice. Thus, in answer, I posed him a number of questions of my own:

“You live in a luxury apartment in an exclusive locality in Thimphu and pay a monthly rent of US$197.00. What would a similar luxury apartment in Washington DC cost you?”

“In Thimphu, at US$650.00 a month you are a Dasho, with an entitlement of a chauffeur driven car and unrestricted entertainment allowance. At US$8,000.00 a month, what will be your standing in the US of A?”

“In Thimphu, in less than 10 minutes, you are delivered safely to your office, in the comfort of your office allocated vehicle. By contrast, how long would it take you to drive to your office in Washington DC, provided it is feasible to drive to work. If not, would you be willing to tolerate the hardship and inconvenience of commuting by public transport?”

“In Thimphu should you fancy an afternoon of leisurely fishing, you have the choice of two sparkling rivers in which to fish. You can be by the riverbanks of any of the two rivers - in less than half an hour - swinging your G. Loomis fly rod and landing trophy-sized Brown Trout by the dozen. Can you afford such luxury in the US of A?”

“In Thimphu’s best of eateries, you can order your favorite Golden Fried Prawns for less than US$7.00 a serving. By comparison, in the US of A, you pay upwards of US$23.80. At that price will it still seem palatable?”

“From Thimphu you can make a visit to your village within a day - to be with your aging parents. What will it take for you to be with them, if you were in the US of A, should their health fail and they wish you to be by their sides to listen to their parting words?”

“Being disconnected from home, what is the guarantee that your marriage will not break up, that your children will not take to drugs and violence? Do you have the emotional fortitude to take on the onus for the failures? Do you need the weight of burden of irresponsibility - for the broken home and your children missing out on the best times of their lives - their childhood? How would you respond when they pin the responsibility squarely on you - for their failure in life, caused by your failure to provide them parental guidance, when they needed the most?”

“I know that it is within the capability of each of us to be able to mask the pain and agony behind the sparkle. But how many of us can survive the loss of everything else but a bundle of cash in our clutches?”

“Thus, the question is not of whether you should, or should not, go. The more pertinent question is:

What do you choose? What should matter to you more?

Life? Or livelihood?”

Remember, with choice, it is either right or it is wrong. Until the choice is made, you have all the opportunity in the world to consider your options. However, once the choice is made, if it happens to be the wrong one, your GOOSE IS COOKED - IRREVERSIBLY!

Precisely why I keep repeating again and again and again - do not be caught having to say you are sorry - by then it would be too late. Remember, luck is not a very dependable vehicle to ride on - it is prone to mishaps.

PS: The friend who inspired this post never took up the job offer.

A Happy & Prosperous 2023

To wake up to more than a hundred NEW YEAR WISHES from friends and family left me feeling with a sense of forlorn longing - a mood of unfilled emptiness. Not a good feeling to start off a new year. On the bright side, I am happy I still have a feeling or that I am capable of one.

I have a long time back learnt that there comes a time in a man’s life when one realizes that one’s life is no longer in ones control - others and events take control of it and direct it to directions one never intended.

There is no dearth of people who will tell you that no matter what, one is the master of one’s destiny. How fortunate that they have the luxury to speak thus - obviously their lives have been one without loitering - a steady, placid thud on a straight line. Had they tried a detour through the mysterious lanes and by-lanes of life, they would have known and felt the despair of being stranded in the middle of wilderness - at a crossroad to nowhere.

But there is no escaping life - everyone has to live it. How one lives it is a matter of how one interprets the meaning and purpose of life. And how you look at life will determine what you wish for the NEW YEAR.

Mine are as follows:

I wish that I have good health and energy to live a meaningful life;

I wish that life gives me another twelve months at the end of this year,

           so that I am able to make another wish for another 12 months of useful life;

I wish that I continue to have the strength to fight the temptations to do the vile and the immoral;

I wish that I have the wisdom to distinguish between my needs and my wants;

I wish that I do not forget that there are others whose needs are greater than mine;

I wish that I will never for a moment forget that life would be happier if my wishes are simpler and modest;

I wish that I have friends who do not tell me that he/she did not have 10 seconds to write me a line,

           or to wish me HAPPY NEW YEAR;

I wish that I have friends and well wishers who have the sensitivity to personally write out a line, a verse -

           to contribute to the meaning of life, instead of sending me forwards from some unknown people;

I wish that what I do and say will contribute to a progressive Bhutan and contented Bhutanese,

           without whom all my wishes would be meaningless.

My School Principal: 52 Years On, You Are Still In My Thoughts

Respected Sir,

Thank you for your mail and the good wishes. I wish you and Madam Joyce the same.

What does one call it - good fortune? honor? privilege? - that one receives a loving mail from one’s school Principal of over half a century back; that even after more than 52 years of having parted ways, each of our hearts are still brimming with thoughts of each other.

Consider that the world today is populated with 8.07 billion people. Of that many, I ask you - what percentage of school Principals are likely to remember how many of their students of over half a century? Likewise, how many of the 8.07 billion people in this world today would have the sense of gratefulness to remember their school Principals, even after more than half a century has gone by?

It is something to ponder over and marvel at: what enthuses bonds and connections so strong that they encompass many decades and timespan - that too even while being separated and divided by many oceans and time zones?

As I had written to you some years back, the most impactful event in my life was the need for you to leave our school - in response to a higher calling. Quite obviously, without my knowing (I was then too young to know my own mind), your departure from the school broke my heart so completely that I too decided to leave school a year later - I did not care what I wanted to do with my life - more accurately I did not know what life was all about. Fortunately, my life turned out to be more satisfying than I would have ever had the sense to hope for.

Purportedly, I made a negative decision caused by a situation occasioned by your departure - but I have never for once had any doubt that there was the hand of destiny at play - that it was Karmic that you should depart our school and cause me heartbreak. Without that, I would have never had the occasion, or the reason, to embark on my maiden journey of life - as I did - at a time and place when I did, and arrive where I have. That singular incident set me off on a most fulfilling journey across the seven seas; landed me on the shores of places prettier and more beautiful than the Last Shangri-La, and placed me in the company of people and personalities who helped me understand why life was precious, why the obvious path to choose should be the path of service and humility. Why life must be lived to the fullest, and with courage and noble intentions.

I Thank You for your role in making my life whole. And Thank You for making me feel so SPECIAL.

From all reports, the typical bitter cold and moist English winter will likely be even more so this year. It is my hope that Madam Joyce would derive warmth and comfort from the woolen jacket I chose for her, during your last trip to Bhutan. Even more important, I hope she is able to make another journey soon - for the prospect of a reward of yet another woolen jacket - even warmer and comfier than the last 😅

I remain, yours in gratefulness,

Yeshey Dorji

Student

Class of 1968 - 1971

Gawpey School, Paro

An Uncommon Act Of Nationalism

Far removed from the madding crowd - atleast a good hundred kilometers to south of the capital city Thimphu, in a remote village located in a region extremely shorn of vegetation, stands a shanty little dwelling hammered together with rusted corrugated iron sheets and old used tin panes. Standing firmly and regally atop its craggy roof was our national flag fluttering vigorously in the afternoon wind.

An uncommon national flag

Celebration of nationhood. That may be so but the overhead high voltage power transmission line passing over the home seems dangerously too close to the CGI roof. The Dzongkhag Administration should require the power line to be relocated to a safer location - before an accident occurs. Metal/CGI sheets are known to be good electrical conductors.

The day was 19th December 2022 - just two days past our 115th National Day. Thus, the national flag fluttering above any old rooftops should not be a cause for the excitement of my imagination. But it did. There was something curious about the dainty little flag fluttering happily in the wind. Although I was intent upon arriving at my destination to shoot a special bird, which was still a good hour’s drive away, I stopped my car and walked back to take a closer look at the flag. I was right - this flag was without doubt uncommon - it had the word BHUTAN printed on it.

As we all know, our national flag does not need to be printed with the word BHUTAN to identify it with the country - it does so by its unique and distinctive colors. So then why was this flag printed with the words BHUTAN? I was puzzled - until it dawned on me what the fluttering piece of colorful fabric was.

It took my breadth away when I realized that I was witness to an uncommon act of nationalism - and that too at a most unlikely location, and from a person in whose station such emotions are believed to be most unlikely. I was touched deeply by his act of celebration of his kingdom's nationhood - something that many of us fail to do - either consciously or unconsciously.

I can guess that the owner of the house was either too poor to afford to buy a real flag to hoist over his rooftop on the National Day or, he did not have access to a flag, being so remotely located as he was. Thus, in my understanding, he did what would have without doubt caused him much anguish - he decided to tear apart a prized possession - a colorful drawstring bag fashioned after our national flag (most likely manufactured in Bangkok) - with the word BHUTAN printed on it.

For a villager of his meager means, shredding apart such a special possession would have been heart wrenching - but evidently he did, nonetheless. Because obviously for him, the symbolism behind the act of hoisting the national flag to celebrate the National Day was much more meaningful, than a bag that would have, in all likelihood, remained mostly unfilled.

When my day was done, on my return journey I once again passed by the shanty home located in the village of Chumelakha under Darla Gewog, Chhukha Dzongkhag. I was intent on speaking with its owner - Mr. Bal Kumar Karki - to applaud him for his most noteworthy act. Sadly, the man was still not at home - my loss.

A famous Buddhist Parable:

One day God in heaven looked down on Bhutan to see how many of his devotees had offered him butter lamps on this holy day. He was most pleased to notice that a countless number of his devotees had offered him few thousand “Karmé Tong Choe” - Thousand Butter Lamps - spread across many regions of the country.

But among the millions of butter lamps that was lit on the day - the one that shone the brightest and the longest, was the solitary lamp that was lit by an aged abandoned woman - fueled by the last few drops of Shingmar oil she was using to oil her freshly washed hair.

Not The Complete Truth!

I find that today’s report by the Kuensel or, more accurately, the report by the Centre for Bhutan & GNH Studies on the causes for the drop in Yak rearing in our alpine highlands is incomplete, at best. I would like to attempt to complete the list by adding the following causes that have been poorly reported, or missed out entirely.

Disenchanted by Yak herding!

An incomplete report on the issue

• I believe that at the top of the list is the economic competence afforded by the income from annual Cordyceps harvest from their regions, authorized/legitimized during early 2000s. The highland Bjops as a community are now richer than their lowland Ngaspos (hosts) who host them during the winter months when they migrate for few months. These Bjops now own a number of multi-storied buildings in urban centers such as Trongsa, Bumthang, Wangdue, Punakha, Paro, Trashigang, Mongaar etc.
• Some of the Bjops have made permanent relocations to low lands, upon becoming owners of land and other properties - thus abandoning their traditional yak rearing occupation.
• The yaks’ traditional pastureland where they use to graze has seen invasion by hundreds of pack ponies from the low lands. These ponies compete with the yaks for the scantily available grass. During one of my trips to the remote alpine regions, I have seen quarrel breakout between the yak herders and the pony drivers. The yak herders claim ownership right over the grazing space - while the pony drivers contend that their ponies cannot be denied right of nourishment. At one point I had to pay the yak herders compensation for the grass consumed by over a dozen of my pack ponies because I believed that the yak herders’ rights precedes that of the pony drivers.
• Thousands upon thousands of Cordyceps collectors storm the mountainsides during the Cordyceps collection months that illegally extend over three months. During these periods, the collectors use up huge amounts of a low-lying alpine bush called “Pam” - for use as fuel wood. This renders the topsoil barren of cover for regeneration of much needed grass for consumption by the yaks, also causing erosion over time.
• Something that I had never realized before was the fact that a large number of the yaks reared in the high mountains are owned by the monk body and the powerful and rich families in the low lands - only a limited number of the yak herders actually own the yaks they herd under extreme climactic and weather conditions. These traditional part time owners are now abandoning the occupation - for better opportunities and as a result of economic gains afforded by the cordyceps collection.
• On one of my trips to Merak’s highest peak - Mt. Jumo Koongkhar, I spent a few nights at a yak herding family’s camp. I was witness to a brutal predation on few yaks by the Black Bears - this was the first time I realized that bears were not entirely herbivores, as I had believed. I am told that this is a regular problem with the yak herders.

Perhaps it is time for the government to take a closer look at the consequences of the changing habits of the Bjops.

Duty Free Quota is also HISTORY!

On November 16, 2022 I was elated to have been able to write about the relegation of the state-sponsored corruption called the Car Quota Entitlement to the morgue - after close to half a century of misuse and abuse. But I was a tad disappointed that the Duty Free Quota did not go the same way. No doubt the Duty Free Quota is an evil at a much, much lesser degree - but nonetheless an evil that should have no place is a society that prides itself at being an epitome of Drungnam and Drungdoen. The existence of such a system of preferential treatment among equals is not a sign of a progressive society.

Going, going, GONE!

Happily, the Honorable Prime Minister has now announced in yesterday’s (09.12.2022) Kuensel that the Duty Free Quota would be buried as well - w.e.f. January, 2023. I cannot understand - unless it is designed to suppress and subjugate the poor and the incapacitated - that such a system can find acceptance in a society that aspires to be among the very best in the world. I accept that we can be - but the paper tigers will have to start to emerge out of the closets and do their share - instead of being the habitual piggyback riders.

Announcement of the burial of Duty Free Quota w.e.f. January 2023

No government in the past has had it as tough as the DNT. The COVID-19 pandemic has well and truly stolen their thunder. It is immaterial whether anyone accepts it or not - what is undeniable is that the DNT government simply did not get the opportunity to prove themselves, despite the chance that was offered them. Whether they would have performed under ideal conditions will have to remain mute for now - no one may claim the powers of a soothsayer to tell for sure. 

Look at their record - no other government in the past has dared implement the policies the DNT did - I believe that none in the future are likely to dare, not at this level. Towards the delicate period of the end of their tenure the policies they put into place, the groundbreaking changes they introduced – what can be said of them? Trailblazing! Selfless and courageous! No politics!

It has to be seen if the Bhutanese people are educated enough, and has the wisdom to be grateful for what the DNT did during such a painful period in our history. Regardless, one thing is for sure - from where I stand, at the end of their political term, the Members of the DNT can walk away with their heads held high, and with a sense of absolute satisfaction in the knowledge that whatever little opportunity they had in which to do, they took it to do good for the country and the people of Bhutan.

Ofcourse they are not without failures - one most telling is their failure in the transformation of the tourism sector. The best they could do was to transform the TCB into a department with a multi-colored name that is glaringly un-Bhutanese. Putting them under a Ministry was a good move - but not redefining and streamlining their roles and functions will continue to perpetuate the rot in the industry. To be fair, it is not the people at the TCB - but the confused mandate that they have been straddled with.

Mother Earth: Pregnant with Beer Bottles

More than a dozen years back (July 2010), I reported about rural Bhutan being used as burial grounds for empty glass beer bottles. Please read about it at:

https://yesheydorji.blogspot.com/2010/07/plastic-wrappings-and-buried-beer.html

What I reported above pertains to an act of a village bootlegger - in the remote village of Kheng Nimshong in Zhemgang. In all fairness, what the man did was an act borne of innocence - he would not have known any better.

It is likely that few million glass beer bottles may remain buried inside our forests across the country

But what is the excuse for the government to do nothing to mitigate such eventualities? Obviously if a clueless Khengpa is doing it in Zhemgang, a Sharchop in remote Sharchok could well be doing the same. So would a Lhotshampa in the South and Bjops in Laya, Lingzhi, Merak and Sakteng, in the North.

Empty beer bottles are heavy, brittle and their resale value is not worth all the trouble of delivering them to the scrap dealers in urban centers. So they end up strewn all over the forest floor and, even worst, deep inside trenches dug into the belly of the earth.

Can we do something about it, for the sake of our environment? Remember - we are known the world over as the champions of environmental protection - we have prestigious awards to prove that!

How about introducing a rule that would require the beer manufacturers/importers to maintain a monetary deposit with the government - for every glass bottle they release into the market. The manufacturer/importers in turn should hold a like sum in deposit from their Distributors, so that every bottle they lift is required to be deposited back with the manufacturers/importers, failing which the deposit gets deducted by the pre-determined value of shortfall in the number of empty bottles. Likewise, the distributors/dealers impose a similar requirement on their retailers.

The manufacturers/importers should not be affected by the rule since the deposit is passed on down the marketing channel. The beer consumer should not be affected greatly since the deposit requirement is likely to impact the pricing of the beer only marginally, if at all. If it does, tough shit!

Today, given the changing taste of the Bhutanese drinkers, I am told that beer is THE alcohol of choice among rural Bhutanese. I understand that the lowly Aara is now infra dig!

Is the ongoing transformation exercise likely to transform anything in Bhutan at all? Or, is it going to be the case of whole lot of EFFICIENCY without EFFECTIVENESS!

Let us dispense with the verbosity - it is time to get down to action for a change!

NOW Is The Time To Visit The World’s Last Shangri-La

Hi …….. ,

 

Thank you for your mail.

 

I am happy to learn that you are interested in visiting Bhutan.

On the outset I would like to state that it is indeed timely that you are considering visiting Bhutan at this time. As your friend who recommended me to you would have told you, Bhutan is still relatively unblemished  - we still have an unhurried and laid-back way of life; we still pride that we are a country where culture and tradition matter and that contentment is not measured by the level of material success - all of which point to the fact that we are a country that is at the cusp of madding modernity.

 

Sadly, all that will change in the next few years - and modernity will surely render us as unique as everyone else. That is why I say that it is timely that you have decided to visit Bhutan NOW.

Bhutan's woven textiles: Weaving artistry at its superlative

Before we go any further, I would like you to consider that visiting Bhutan will set you off by a minimum of US$400.00 per night halt, per person - on a twin room sharing basis. However, this amount will cover almost everything: government royalty in the form of SDF, hotel accommodation in 3-star hotels, guide, conveyance to any part of the country, meals, soft drinks, bottled processed water, laundry etc. Visits to cultural sites are NOT included, and any special interest activities will attract additional charges, over and above the minimum US$400.00.

 

Does this amount seem like a reasonable sum for an experience that we believe few other countries in the world are likely to match? If yes, next questions to consider are:

 

What will be the duration of your visit?

 

Which month do you plan to make the journey?

 

What are your core interests? - it is inconceivable that you can hope to cover everything in a single visit. Thus you will have to decide what are at the top of your wish list: bird watching, nature, hiking/trekking, festivals, game fishing, whitewater rafting etc. Your interest will determine the month of your visit but as a pointer the most productive months are March/April and October/November.

 

It is said that Bhutan as a tourist destination is a once-in-a-lifetime affair - not because the cost is prohibitive but because of the remoteness of the location and the mystique surrounding the country - some have likened us to the mythical last Shangri-La. Ofcourse we are not mythical - we are here and now. And, what is our appeal? Please ask your friend who just returned to the USA - after her fourth repeat visit to the country.

 

Once I have your answers to my above four questions, we can take the discussion further.

 

Bye and take care.

Doongchoong Taagla Thrikar: Bhutanese Army General In The Employ Of Gesar Of Ling

Years of relentless research into the history of coinage in Bhutan has taken me to destinations never before imagined, and connected me to people I had never before known or heard of. But all of them were rewarding and wondrous to say the least. What is even more phenomenal is that my quest put me face to face with a piece of incredible history that dealt with the history of my family and lineage – that of Taagma Doong.

A year or two back, one Bhutanese scholar had told me that the only Bhutanese who qualified to serve in the army of Gesar of Ling was from the family of Taagma Doong, that his name was Doongchoong Taagla Thrikar.

Gesar of Ling

Since I am the surviving head of one branch of Taagma Doong, I kept a look out for any material related to the issue. Then a week back I got to know of a western scholar/researcher/historian doing research on the Epic of Gesar of Ling. I wrote to the person for validation on the matter and the following is the response I got:

Hi Yeshey,

I hope you will excuse how long this took me. I've been busy and spending time with family (a rare treat.)

I was able to find the general you were speaking of. His name in Tibetan is:

and according to my notes he is "originally from Mön but a brother of Gesar."  So the "brother" thing isn't a blood lineage, this will refer to previous life and karmic connections. As for being Bhutanese, it's important to remember that 1000 years ago borders were different and often didn't matter: it was your tribe and community. So we know that Taklha Trikar was from Mön, but this wasn't really a region at the time so much as a kingdom united by ethnicity. According to what I can find there was a "monyul" or "lhomon" at the time of Gesar located partially in Modern Bhutan and that in the 11th century they converted to Buddhism, which matches with Gesar's timeline of Buddhist conversions in the region.

What does this mean? Nothing 100% solid. As a historian, I believe there is very good evidence for the existence of King Gesar and for his conquests. And this timeline definitely defends a general from Mon becoming a member of Gesar's kingdom. It's not proof for or against, but it's definitely possible and I would even argue likely. So basically what you've been told about your family clan and lineage is absolutely possible! The name is there, the history matches, the locations are correct.  I don't have a time machine, so I can't say 100% if something is true or not, but the info matches.

What a cool family history!

I hope this helps!

Sincerely,

Footprints On The Sands of Time

Do you hope to leave your footprints on the sands of time? There are some who do not consider this question relevant - and then again there are some who do - many, many time zones away from their own realm. One such person is Past President of the Rotary Club of Honolulu Sunset of Hawaii - Rotarian Dr. James Ham who visited Bhutan as a tourist and left behind his footprint.

The recently concluded Rotary Club of Thimphu Project held in Thimphu in Wilderness Emergency Medical Treatment – a First Aid course specifically aimed at training Bhutan’s trekking guides in how to respond and treat/evacuate emergency cases in wilderness situations, was an initiative spearheaded by Rotarian Dr. James Ham, upon request by the Rotary Club of Thimphu.

The story of how this came about is a story that is rather out of the ordinary.

Rotarian Dr. James visited Bhutan during November of 2018, along with his childless wife of many years. During the visit, someone suggested that the couple visit Chimmi Lhakhang known as the Temple of Fertility. They did, and quite extraordinarily, the wife was pregnant on the first moth of the visit to the temple.

Exactly nine months later, at 6:54AM on 10th August, 2019 a healthy son weighing 5 pounds 13 ounces, 20 inches was born to the couple.

They named their son Kinley Jin Ham.

Past President of Rotary Club of Honolulu Sunset, Hawaii Rotarian Dr. James Ham with his wife on a trip to Taktsang in November 2018.

Little Dukpa Kinley in Honolulu, Hawaii, the day he was born.

The good doctor and I worked relentlessly on the wilderness medicine project. Then, to our dismay, the scourge called COVID-19 hit the world and delayed the project indefinitely. But we did not lose hope - finally this month, after over three years of delay, the project got implemented - a meaningful project that is a collaborative work between: Rotary Club of Honolulu Sunset, Hawaii, Rotary Club of Thimphu, University of Utah, USA and the Khesar Gyalpo University of Medical Sciences (KGUMS), Thimphu.

With the conclusion of this project, we now have in-country competence to train additional guides in handling emergency cases in wilderness situation. It is planned that a continuous training program will be put in place - to train trekking guides on a regular basis.

Unfortunately with the introduction of the US$200.00 SDF per person per day, and withdrawal of long duration discounts, trekking as a tourism product is no longer seen as marketable, including bird watching tours that are long duration products.

Add to that, the imposition of SDF on the visits by donors is a spanner in the works. I am told that a large number of projects funded by the WHO, UNDP, UNICEF, FAO and a large number of Bhutan's struggling NGOs now remain stalled - and may never happen because the planned projects did not budget for this sudden change in policy. 

The Cause For The Miserable Failure of Bhutan’s Conservation Policy

My view is that the best conservation policy is when conservation is placed at par with human development and livelihood - not above, or below it. When conservation becomes a stumbling block to human progress - conservation will ultimately suffer - no doubt about it. And, in the same vein, when environment suffers, it will retaliate and do on to humanity what humans do to it.

In other words, a good conservation policy is when one is able to maintain a balance - it is obviously not about according supremacy to one species over another. That is where Bhutan’s conservation policy has proven to be a miserable failure, with devastating results the most brunt of which is borne by the clueless rural population of Bhutan.

Because of our ill-conceived conservation policy, thousands of rural farmers spend sleepless nights clanging empty tins all night long, in an effort to ward off wild animals marauding their crops.

Given our existing rules, hundreds of thousands of Ngultrums are forced to be spent on buying stuffed synthetic tigers made in China - to act as scarecrows, in an attempt to scare off the monkeys and deer and porcupine that pillage the farmers’ crops. Unable to withstand the incessant attacks by the wildlife, the farmers are forced to submit and migrate to urban centers to eek out a living - creating Goongtongs (empty households) and, in some cases, Yueltongs (empty villages). In its wake, food security remains a distant dream - because farm production is in decline, year after year.

Rural farmers are reduced to using synthetic stuffed tigers made in China - in an effort to scare away marauding wildlife that predate on their crops.

And, those without choice who are forced to remain in their ancestral homes have to face additional burdens of water shortages - both for drinking as well as for farming, because the water sources are drying up. This is in a country that has gloated that we have the highest per capita water resource in the whole of Asia. No one seems to ask, or care, why this is happening.

We claim that we are a country with 70-80% forest coverage and yet, we import timber worth as high as Nu.3.00 billion a year.

So, tell me, where are all the supposedly brilliant brains of the Bhutanese planners and thinkers? I have a feeling that they have all been relocated inside a single person’s skull - that of Forest Analyst Dr. Phuntsho Namgyel’s.

Recently I read his article in the Kuensel of 22nd November, 2022, titled “Decolonising the Bhutan Forest Bill 2021”. He spells out in plain language what is the problem with our conservation policy that is causing long-term and irreversible problem for the country. Particularly at a time when the Parliament is discussing new Forest Bill of Bhutan 2021, reading his thoughts on the subject would go a long way in reassessing where we have gone wrong.

Trust me, he applies science and backs it up with logic and common sense. But like an eminent member of the Bhutanese society recently told me:

“Only if the Bhutanese cared enough”.

Offering Gratitude During This National Gratitude Month

During this National Gratitude Month, early this morning, on behalf of the Bhutanese people, I mailed out 28 mails of gratitude to donors around the world who have made a difference in the lives of the Bhutanese people.

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Hi …………… ,

Good Morning and Greetings from Bhutan.

It has been a long, long while since we have been in touch. The reason as you know is because I have resigned from the Rotary and I make a concerted effort to keep away from anything related to the Rotary - lest I get drawn back in. Regardless, what remains vivid in my mind is the numerous good works done by the Rotary institution for my country and people, and the tireless and hardworking people who helped accomplish those life-altering projects of hope and deliverance.

Thank you for your giving - we remain grateful.

Among those people I remember and honor is: YOU - you rank among the top whose selfless work has helped bring ease and relief to thousands of people in Bhutan - both in urban dwellings as well as in remote rural homes. The life perpetuating medical devices you helped donate continue to pump fluids of life inside the bodies of hundreds of clueless Bhutanese beneficiaries; emergency service delivery at Bhutan's premier hospital has never been more competent or efficient.

I hope that you and your family are keeping well and safe. We are all safe and secured here in Bhutan.

Once again, on behalf of the people of Bhutan, please accept my appreciation for your generosity. Please know that we remain ever indebted to you, and, during this National Month of Gratitude, I offer you our THANKS and GRATITUDE.

It is my hope that you would some day soon make it back to Bhutan - your guide still marbles at the fact that you actually made it to Taktsang Monastery top, despite your age. She hopes to be able to help you trudge up the trail, once again.

Bye and take care ... Please do not forget to convey MY VERY BEST to your wife and daughter.

Bhutan Is An Emerging Tourism Destination?

My heart, soul and passion - all of them are expended by things related to Bhutan’s tourism and the fear that the country’s most vital industry that accrues benefit to all across the board spectrum of Bhutanese society may now be in uncharted territory. If that were not enough, some insulting occurrences have further aggravated my sense of woe:

• The news report on 16 November, that Bhutan was awarded the Editors’ Choice Award as the ‘Best Emerging Destination’ at India’s  Travel+Leisure show held in New Delhi.

Hello, excuse me but I thought we are already an established and world recognized destination of choice, having won (a) World’s Sustainable Destinations’ Earth Award - 2018, (b) Green Destination Gold Award 2019, (c) International Destination - Best Green Country Award 2020, (e) Travel Lemming named Bhutan as the best place to travel in Asia, (d) Awarded Lonely Planet’s Best Travel Destination 2020, etc. etc.

• The selection of Trans Bhutan Trail (TBT) by The New York Times, Wonderlust and World Travel Mart Awards, for a variety of travel related awards.

These recognitions are rather funny, if not outright unrealistic, because as far as I know, this newly introduced tourism product has not yet undergone the acid taste. As a Bhutanese I should be proud that this product has been acknowledged by the world travellers - but I believe that there is no sufficient grounds for this - not as yet.

Are we still emerging? I thought we had already arrived!

As a Bhutanese I hunger for world recognition for what we can do and what we are capable of achieving. Given our geographical positioning, our compact population size and the phenomenal natural endowment we are blessed with, excellence is not beyond our grasp. But alas! we choose to gloat over our falsehood and marvel at our excellence at window dressing and cosmetic work - that are at the core of our Achilles heel.

We need to learn to look facts squarely on the face. Unless we do that, the splendor that we chase will remain an enduring mirage.

The Case Of Bhutan’s NPLs II

Today when the government or the RMA talks of NPLs, they talk of only the lending financial institutions and the borrowers - two principal architects of the calamity that has befallen the country. The wiz kids at the helm of things will have you believe that tolling the bells of doom on the floor of the National Assembly is fulfillment of their responsibilities. Many reasons have been offered why we are in the doldrums - we are yet to hear from them when and how they intend to fix accountability on those who must assume responsibility for allowing the country to arrive at such a dangerous situation.

And, what is even more pathetic is that no assurance has yet been given as to how they hope to protect the innocent victims - the clueless depositors - whose life’s savings will be imperiled when the overexposed lenders begin to fall like ninepins.

Down playing the problem with sugar-coated glib tongues from the pulpit of the National Assembly Hall is not going to help - if we want to solve the problem we need to catch the bull by the horn. But who will do it? Not the sycophants, nor the brown-nosers. They are too busy furthering their own causes.

For many decades now, people have known that the lending agencies’ loan eligibility appraisal process was inadequate - in fact downright casual and irresponsible. I have heard of rumors that some borrowers have been able to avail loans that included a cost of a car for his mistress - what famously came to be known as the “kaanchi car”.

In some cases, I am told that the borrowed amount is far in access of the total cost of construction of the house for which the loan was obtained. It does not take an Einstein to figure out what may be at play.

There needs to be a complete shake-up. Look at the way the banks set the value of a collateral. It is atrocious - it is totally designed to over-secure themselves, only to find that they cannot - that is why they have NPLs galore.

One of the most ridiculous reasons a house owner in Thimphu will give you for high house rent that he is asking for is:

“You know, I need to recover enough to be able to pay back the monthly installment on my bank loan”.

Really? He would dare to pass on a portion of the cost of his “kaanchi car” to his tenants? What a world we live in!

Bhutan's Ancient Handcrafted Leather Coin Pouch

Every society around the world has their own versions of currency purses and pouches in which to carry around their money. Not to be outdone, we Bhutanese too had our version of coin pouches - handcrafted leather pouches with draw strings!

Sangey Wangchuk of Dumra Farm Resort, Punakha, gifted me the following ancient leather coin pouch. It cannot be said with any degree of certainty what kind of coins may have been carried around in this antique pouch. But no doubt if it had belonged to a rich or powerful Bhutanese, the pouch may have held coins from Assam, Bhutan, British East India Company, China, Cooch Behar, Crown British India, French East India Company, Nepal, Tibet, etc. Coins from all these countries were current in Bhutan those ancient times.

Bhutan's own handcrafted leather coin pouch. The pouch could have carried some of the coins mentioned in the image - but not likely the machine milled "SA Maartangs" of 1950 & 1955 because by then we may have moved on to modern, tailored purses.

According to available records, people of present day Chhukha Dzongkhag may be among the earliest Bhutanese who possessed coins. Written records confirm that during the visit of Zhabdrung Ngawang Namgyel to Chapcha in 1619, a rich resident of Chapcha, including the Maharaja of Cooch Behar, had offered him thousands of silver coins.

However, it is doubtful that the Zhabdrung would have used such a leather pouch to store the coins he received as offering. The reason is that it is said that all the silver coins he received from the trip were melted down – to build a silver reliquary for his deceased father which was then housed inside Tango Monastery.

Finally Dismantled After Nearly Half A Century!

As I had said in few of my earlier posts on this blog, achieving greatness does not have to be always about accomplishing great things - it is also about having the courage to dismantle great evil - such as the shameful state-sponsored corruption called Vehicle Quota Entitlement that has enticed a great number of public employees to tread on the path of immorality and depravity.

The first time I brought up the subject of the evil on this blog that was the vehicle quota system, was on June 16, 2011. I have been ranting ceaselessly ever since. Finally it looks like the DNT government is burying it. I offer them my CONGRATULATIONS. Unfortunately I cannot say that it is a gutsy thing that they have done - that would not be true. Doing the right thing is not gutsy or courageous - it is a duty, a responsibility that comes with the job. But the DNT government has the distinction of being the only government that has acted, as a responsible government should. Not a single government before them had the moral probity to do what was expected of them.

It beats all logic that this immoral thing has gone on for close to half a century - it surely is telling on the morality and uprightness of the so called “unique” Bhutanese people. I absolutely refuse to buy the claim that there were smart and upright citizens in positions of power and authority in the past, or that they are still around, to run and direct the course of the country on the right path. If there were, we would not have inherited a million problems that our King is now fighting a lone battle to sort out.

But now that it is done and dusted with, I do not want to speak about it any more.

When speaking on the Pay Structure Reform Bill on the floor of the National Assembly, Finance Minister Namgay Tshering was on record saying: “there is no clear set objectives on why the vehicle quota system was initiated.”

His Excellency Namgay Tshering was not even born when the vehicle quota system came into being. By contrast, I became entitled to it, the year he was born. Thus, it is understandable that he would not have a context on the matter. Perhaps, one day, I could offer him a rationalization on why I believe vehicle quota system was necessitated, that its introduction DID serve an objective. I believe that it was never about a reward to some select group of people, as perceived.

I believe that it was dictated to circumvent certain situational compulsions that prevailed during the era when the quota system had to be conjured up.

The Case Of Bhutan’s NPLs I

For sure nothing is even remotely comparable to our more than half a century old howling stray dogs problem - but our problem related to the None Performing Loans or, more accurately, None Performing Loanees, is now verging on the ridiculous as well. Quite evidently the malice is spiraling out of control, and it is not difficult to guess where the problem will ultimately lead us. The festering gangrene was allowed to permeate unchecked for far too long. Quite late in the day, the doctors are now prescribing mass scale amputation.

People have been acting God with other's money - in the process imperiling every one else but the charlatans.

The case of the NPLs is an example of failure on the part of every one involved - the government, regulators, lenders and borrowers. Not one of them can claim that their hands are unstained with the blood of irresponsibility.

The issue will be discussed in greater detail later in my subsequent posts on the issue - for now let me treat you to some history on the emergence of the earliest cases of what is now infamously known as NPL.

Bhutan’s oldest bank - the venerable Bank of Bhutan, reported the earliest cases of NPL in the country. The rumblings of the problem was sounded to the government, as early as the mid 1980s.

The look and feel of the flamboyant Bhutanese loanee of a bygone era. It was known that every swashbuckling Bhutanese who donned a fedora cap, a pair of dark sunglasses and a VIP briefcase in hand, would be immediately identified as a borrower. The first step towards spending the borrowed money was to adorn oneself with these fine set of paraphernalia. 

The BoB submitted to the then Minister of Trade, Industries and Forests (MTI) - HRH Gyalsey Namgyel Wangchuk - that a sizeable number of the bank’s borrowers were defaulting in their loan repayments. The bank pleaded for urgent intervention by the MTI, to help it recover millions in loan money that remained unrecovered.

After a long and patient hearing, His Royal Highness told the bank MD thus:

“I believe that I have a fairly accurate understanding of your problem and I truly sympathize with you and your bank. I am happy that you have brought this to the notice of the government - it was timely and it certainly is a matter of grave concern.

However, going by the numbers you have presented to me, it is clear that what is owing to the bank is, in large part, compounded interest accrued on the borrowings - the problem of unpaid principal amounts do not seem to be so precarious.

I am happy to see that the Bank of Bhutan under your leadership has recorded handsome profits for the country. But my understanding is that since the largest portion of the bank’s business is made up of lending to the borrowing public, the most substantial chunk of your profit is attributed to earnings from interest on money borrowed by the people - whether collected or not.

Thus, in reality, it seems like the bank has not really lost any money - but merely some interest money that remains unrealized.

You would appreciate that an element of risk is inherent in every business transection. From my point of view, your loss of profit is nothing out of the ordinary - you lose some, you win some. It should be acceptable to your depositors and to your Board of Directors that the risk factor is an integral element of the business of banking.

I have heard that banks do provide for cases of some loans going bad – those that you call “bad loans”.

Is it possible that the Bank of Bhutan could consider writing off these outstandings, as “bad loans”? It would spare us all a whole load of trouble. After all the largest chunk of profit reflected in your Annual Balance Sheet is made up of interest from lending to the borrowing public.”

It appears that the BoB did not consider writing off the bad loans. In fact incidences of defaulting by borrowers seem to have worsened even further, so much so that consequently, some years later, a Loan Committee had to be formed by the government, to sort out the problem.

Sometime during late-1980s or mid-1990s, under the Chairmanship of Lyonpo Om Pradhan, the then Minister of MTI, representatives from BCCI, financial institutions, the RMA and number of loan defaulters met in the meeting hall of the Trade Minister, in an effort to try and resolve the problem of the burgeoning NPLs.

While waiting for everyone to gather for the meeting, the incumbent MD of the BoB and a representative of the BCCI had the following warm-up conversation:

BCCI Representative: “Mr. MD - please consider favorably - the defaulting borrowers do intend to repay the BoB in full, but there are difficulties.”

BoB MD: “See, you have to understand that if the borrowers do not pay up their dues, how will the bank survive? As much as the borrowers benefit from capital that we extend to them, we too survive on the earnings from our lendings. If borrowers continue to default, the bank will be in serious trouble. Anyway, let us discuss amicably and arrive at a solution that is acceptable to all concerned. It is import that:

“Saamp bhi nahi marna chahiyey – danda bi nahi tootna chahiyey”.

Translation: “We must ensure that the snake remains alive while the stick is unbroken”.

At the end of more than two hours of discussions, the participants emerged out of the meeting hall but it became obvious that the meeting did not resolve anything much. The BoB MD was overheard grumbling:

“Aarey, yeytoh garbar huwa – Saamp bi margaya, danda bhi tootgaya”.

Translation: This is not good - the snake is dead while the stick lies broken.