Mind Your Judgement

I have a tendency of judging people by their looks. May be one in millions might have been correctly judged but majority are not. The looks are deceiving. I have experienced it with my own trusted person. The person whom I trusted so much appeared to me so innocent, simple, tender and soft, appeared to be very shy who would not even mingle with friends of the same sex, who would not drink, smoke nor go out (date) with anyone. That person is a very shy one who would not even walk alone or talk to anyone else as far as I know.

So I was very much sure that person would be the same in reality. Not only will I, anyone who would come across that person will have the same thought as me. But I was deceived by the looks. I could not believe my ears when I heard that the person whom I thought simple and innocent is doing many things which are not spoken of by his/her looks. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the pictures, videos and the change that I have never expected. Nobody would have expected that. The person was such a shy one, innocent but later I came to know that the same person has got the guts to flirt, party late nights, go for a date, sleeping with the opposite sex....etc... I have never ever expected out of that person. I was really deceived. 

So therefore it is a lesson to everyone, I know its human instinct to judge by the looks, we say if someone is quiet and shy, he/she is simple, innocent and good and if someone is talkative, rocking, party goers to be characterless, bad and so on...but now I realized never to judge by their looks. Better learn them closely, and you will be shocked to see that their looks never speak what they are up to in real. Looks are deceiving. Really it is. Do not judge a book by its cover.

Gawai Hingtam

Dedicated to all the viewers and Listeners.

My Respect for Girls

May be because I was so attached to my Mom (doesn't mean I am detached from my Dad), I have my respect from my heart for all girls. They I feel are the most respectable person in the society because we all know how much our Mom means to us. All girls are capable of being mother and all mothers are the same as our own Moms. They are tender, soft and love and care givers to everyone. They are nurturer, a teacher and guidance to every new life that they give. 

I feel women are characterized by softness and that is why it is not a problem even for me to approach any women, be it my boss or stranger (if at all needed). We feel much more comfortable dealing with girls than the boys. The scientific study shows that women are softer than boys due to level of hormones. They have got more level of estrogen, which contribute to their softness. Boys have more level of testosterone which contributes to more masculine appearance. 

I have my deepest respect for my Mom (and Dad) because thanks to her, today I am here able to stand on my own feet among many others. In the same way, I feel the same for other girls too. The responsible that they will shoulder sooner or later will be the same that of my mom. I feel bad when our girls fall prey to some remorseless situation. The responsible that they will shoulder in the society will be of greater significance in bringing up the nation. The guidance that they give the values they instill and the path that they show to all new lives that they give will have greater impact in the future. Good mother nurtures her child well and in fact she nurtures the future of the nation.     

For the greatest responsibilities that they shoulder, for the love and care that they give and for comfort that they create in a family or society, I respect all girls from the deepest of my heart.

About Me

I am Karma Dorji. I am From Mongar from a small village called Nakling.

Early Life and Education

I was born in the Wood Dragon Year in 1980s in Dechencholing, Thimphu. My father was in the service of Royal Body Guard. He got retired when I was 11 months old and then we moved to Mongar where I spent all my childhood days. I started schooling at the age of six in the year 1995. I studied in Mongar Lower Secondary School, then it was Mongar Primary School. In 2004 I moved to Mongar HSS and completed my class 12 Science (Bio-Science) in the year 2007. Then I pursued Bachelor of Science (Life Science) in Sherubtse College for three years until mid-2011. I made through the Civil Service Examinations and did one year PG course in Public Administration in Royal Institute of Management, Semtokha after which i joined the civil service.

Interest and Hobbies

I like to read religious/philosophical books, stories, listening to music, singing (not professional), and watching movies (mostly action films, documentaries and historical). I also like to go to new places and explore myself. I like to travel to different places and learn different culture and tradition. Going for short hikes, staycation, get together with friends. Love spending times with my beloved family. 

Contact Me

Email (dkarma2013@gmail.com), facebook (https://www.facebook.com/orjikarma) and Twitter (https://twitter.com/dkarma55) or Instagram (@this_is_kaydee )

The Story of "Porktato" and "Double Fishing"

Sherubtse is a premier institute and a place where many young minds are being trained to become great scholars. It was very fortunate even for me to do my Bachelor’s Degree from Sherubtse. When I first went to college or even before going there, I heard so many funny but interesting stories about the ragging which would sometimes freak me out. The name of the places like viewpoint, kissing point, suicide point, pregnant house, haunted house were some of the peculiar names named by the students learning there and all have their own stories behind their names. All names were based on their structures and the beauty the passerby beholds. Besides these places, there are many stories in Sherubtse, a story of how seniors used to rag their juniors, blind dating and a story of demons being spotted by some people at some places which would freak me out even before going to college. Also I heard about the Sherubtse bread being famous in Kanglung, also the places like Youngphula where students goes out for camping and the charm of being in a college on one hand tempted me to go to college. I had to go anyhow.

To my relief we were told that college has done away with the blind date and ragging system but seniors somehow still ragged us in the name of counseling and advice. I had a terrible experience the very first night I spent in the hostel where seniors broke into my room and greeted us with ferocious faces that brought tears to my eyes. But it was nothing compared to those stories from the past where seniors made the juniors to swim in the drop of water on the table, made to cycle without cycle and made to wear ghos in the middle of the sleep, the only charm for being seniors in Sherubtse.

I have been to all the places which I have heard before and even tasted the bread which I had longed for a long time. Visiting the places associated with the stories behind and feeling the charm of being in the college itself was a very interesting part of my college life although I missed my home very badly because I was away from home for the first time.   

Every batch of students leaves behind a legacy behind so that they become the part in the history of the college. Every third year students have a third year project where they carry out variety of works to leave behind their legacy. Beside these, many senior leave behind funny yet worth to listen to the stories so that the juniors later on would cherish it like I did. Even during my stay there were so many interesting stories cooked up. Out of many one interesting story was the story of "Porktato". The story goes on like this.

We used to get meat (Non Veg curry) twice a week but later it was made only on Mondays. Once it was Monday and the dining hall was houseful as it was expected. Having tasted potatoes for long days, many waited in line with eager to taste the change in the menu. It was pork this time. I along with my friends was also in the middle of the line waiting for our turn to be served. Many students waited in line for long and to their dismay the pork was served as curry and not as Paa. And more disgusting was, it was mixed with potato and pork could hardly be seen. Many students grumbled every nook and corner of the hall, food thrown everywhere on tables and floor. The grumbling never ended even in hostel. The next day when we were in the class we heard the story called "Porktato in Sherubtse" in one of the print media. It was written by a student who was frustrated by the menu the previous day. Porktato literally means pork and potato mixed together. The story is funny but its true and is still famous among Sherubtseans.

Another story was "Double Fishing" and also was about the menu. Sometimes we used to get fish curry mixed with more water and cabbages. Students would take their turn to fish out a slice of fish from the pot which would be very difficult because the fish could hardly be seen.  A Fish first was fished out by fisherman from the sea and when in Sherubtse mess, students fish it once more from the pot, therefore the story "Double Fishing".

These are some of the memories that we still cherish when we friends get together over the coffee table. These remind our wonderful college days. But we are always thankful to our government for having provided us with free education and meals. 

Song of memory by my friend

It was in my dream this song was sung while I was sleeping.  During my college days, for me, sleeping was the best part of all. I was never active yet I enjoyed being together with my roommates.

  

As usually I slept at 10 Pm but roommates did not. They were studying. After sometime, I got into deep sleep while, I guess, Karma silently took my laptop knowing that I was asleep. With my subconscious brain, I could hear someone singing “Wai ni Lhaksam…mo Lhaksam…….” I did not know where the sound of this song came from and who was singing from afar. But I could hear it vaguely in my dream …“Wai ni Lhaksam…ni Lhaksam……..” and faded away in my deep sleep. I did not know if that song continued to sing after that.

It was exactly 7 am when Karma awoke me. To my surprise, I could hear the same song that I heard in my dream the previous night.  The following morning I could hear the same song from my laptop which I did not have before. Shockingly, I said to Karma, “wai, I heard this song in my dream”, while I applied tooth paste on the brush. 

 “Ha ha ha….u heard in the dream? oho..how could you?’”

“Yea, I heard”

“Don’t foolish me dear” said karma with a mild smile. I did not know that Karma was recording this song through laptop that previous night. His recording had been translated into my dream while I was still in the subconscious state. “I was recording this song last night so that we can keep it as our memory of friendship. It’s dedicated to you, Lhaksam.” 

I was very happy and thanked Karma for this song to me.  I still play this song when I miss him and college days.

If U Want The Change in U, U Love. Love, The Great Changer

 I have known him from the birth and through childhood days till now. I still know him very well. He was a very shy and introvert kind of guy who seeks to learn all by himself and avoids socializing. He was very nice, very smart, never used to drink or smoke or hang out with any friends. People would have believed me by his appearance only if they were the one to judge him earlier. 

People change a lot. There are lots of changing factor starting from the society you live in, working environment, pressure, stress, temptations, desires and many more. And one very important thing is many people change because of their love. Some people become good and some become bad than they usually are after moving into love. I have seen both the kinds, and "He" the one I was talking about belongs to one of these kinds. 

He moved into love little recently at the age of 20 when he was in the college. He has never been into love relationships until then. He has loved her immensely and was in a position of not able to live a bit without talking to her or thinking about her. Then his love went far beyond borders and he was left with heavyhearted. Although distant, he managed to keep his love for her alive with calls and SMSs. So they managed to live happily even at a distance. 

We always know the truths behind the lies, yet people lies. Actually he was deceived by the lies of his love. His love took an advantage of his immense love and the distance, and got along with someone very closely and the news was like a heavy blow to him. He trusted her so much and at first he did not believe his ears and eyes but later when more and more evidences were found, his heart melted like an ice cube placed in a hot pot. He could not do anything. Then there came the change in him. He started going out with friends, hang out with them, go for walk, drink to kill the memories. Later on he even smoked and always went out with friends to hang around. He only did that not for fun but to erase her, however he could not stop falling for her, but he kept on doing. When he does that, at least he was happy for a short moment and that helped him a lot. 

It was all because he was betrayed by his love, he picked up all these habits and brought the change I was talking about earlier. His appearance still would tell you that he is a simple guy as usual and you won’t believe me but deep inside he has changed a lot to wrong path all because of love and the greatest regrets he has in his life. Love changes simple to rowdy, non-drinker to drinker and non-smoker to smoker and ultimately alive to death.