Last Saturday one of my cousins posted a photograph of her late mother - who was also the mother of late Dasho Tsering Wangda. I am clueless as to why she decided to do that - but it set into motion a train of loving, warm thoughts in my mind … going back all the way to 1959, the year I was first enrolled in Zhemgang school.
I recall that I used to get regularly spanked by her - for stealing her stock of sugar, in connivance with her eldest daughter - we used to sneak away and munch the raw white sugar - YUCK!
Amazingly, now that I recollect, she used to run a small shop as far back as 1959 - until now, I had held the view that Tashi Group had pioneered business/shop keeping in Bhutan. Although the official website of Tashi Group states that the Group was formed in 1959, I was told, in no uncertain terms, by a RAW agent from Nagaland, that Dasho Rimp actually started business sometime in 1958.
I was my late aunt Yangzom’s most favorite nephew - she loved me dearly - perhaps even more than her own children. Every once in a while, to counter the occasional bickering by my other close relatives in the family, she would warn them:
"Ngai Yishi Dooji na zhang labtoh mechok warey win gungpo – gonoi la gamigumi burang mibu – ngui kaachen buzey bran!"
(Don’t any one of you dare - none of you are permitted to speak ill of my Yishi Dooji - I know very well that he will do no wrong).
Sometime in 1990 I had some cash to spare … so I wanted by buy some land to build a house. Well, my late cousin Dasho Wangda had a substantial land holding at Langjopakha …. so I asked him to sell me some of it - I was willing to pay any asking price. But months passed and while he did not refuse outright, he would not commit to sell me either - perhaps under the influence of others or for whatever reason.
I ran out of patience …. So one day I drove down to Gelephu where his mother, my aunt, was domiciled - to complain to her that her son was not selling me a piece of his land that I wanted.
She said:
"Doesh khith ---- Ngui labcho ---- migey tokpamen ra. Wera loktse galai … ngui ra cho khitna labtoh".
(OK … you just wait ... I will deal with him … you go back … I will come and talk to him … may be others are influencing him ….)
Few days later … my aunt turned up in Thimphu and got Dasho Wangda and me together. She thundered at Dasho Wangda:
"Waith aatoh buzey Yishi Dooji na saa mibiloyo - waithna sa lungtoh na - dararung biyo - waith gong awrey goparey bigey rey. Werai noh wen minya, aaah …. Rig machiigpai mi ney min - werai noh wenta --- dararung biyo wera, wartii!"
(Why aren’t you selling a small piece of land to Yishi Dooji … you have more than enough --- he is willing to pay any asking price …. Give him now - he is not a stranger to you - he is your brother - give him now, immediately!!!)
End of matter - it took a little arm twisting - but I got my land 😛 - curtesy of my late aunt who headed one branch of the Taagma Doong family.