To Teach and Learn

One of the volunteers said, "The feeling of helplessness was so frustrating that, tears automatically rolled down my cheeks, as I stood and could do nothing but watch the fire consume the Dzong".  Image Courtesy - www.shinkar.blogspot.com  When me and my colleagues from school went to serve refreshments to the volunteers the next day, the feeling that sat heavy on my heart was like that of visiting a beloved relative's funeral. There was this overwhelming feeling of loss and emptiness. I cannot recall any sadder disaster in my living memory.  Image Courtesy - GoogleImage  This fortress which stood tall and mighty since 1638 was an internal part of our history. Like its name suggest, Wangdue Phodrang , the Place of the Consolidator, it played many a vital role as the seat of bringing unity and consolidating power when Bhutan was once consumed by civil wars and power struggles. Image Courtesy - www.yesheydorji.blogspot.com And even now in its leaving...

The Dzong during the Royal Wedding Like a Maiden the Dzong smiles.   See Her laughter swells and falls with the river’s song.      Hear The fresh breeze I gulp down,      Taste As the sweetness in the air plays upon my nose,     Smell Excitement beats like a drum within me,   Feel As I watch the glorious Dzong before me.  Do My imagination makes me happy,   Imagine Coloring my dreams and giving them life.       Dream A poem written during the creative writing workshop.