My name is Kuenley (Part 1)

When he was not even a toddler, his mother passed away. Few years after the death of his mother, his father passed away. He recalls that he can remember his dad’s face but sadly he failed to picture his mom’s face when asked. He still silently cries when we urge him to talk about his

Remembering my neighbors

Neighbors, since my dad was army man then, I had spent best years of my life (more than 20 years) in an army camp. I was fortunate to have a very cooperative and family alike neighbors with whom we used to share meals, and even happiness and sorrows on some occasion. The small gatherings are

Envying those bygone days

As an adult today, we have lots of obligation and our minds are always preoccupied with how we can manage those obligations without hurting and pleasing the society. We literally betray our self-respect and our inner calling in the pretext of fitting and impressing the society. Our days are spent at 9 am to 5

Who is accountable now?

In the morning of 17th November 2018, as usual, while I was browsing e- kuensel, to my dismay, under the brief column, it was published that “On 15th November, A four-year-old boy drowned in an artificial pond at private construction pond in Changzamtog. Local residents said the pond was dug for the construction purpose”. It

Be careful with this profession

I am not in any capacity, trying to discourage someone or trying to propagate about this noble profession. I am also one from the many who are into this profession. Everybody loves money, realistically, this profession is quiet different and challenging in comparison to others because it needs to deal with money on daily basis.

Gross National Happiness

Today, GNH (Gross National Happiness) is known by the peoples around the world and it’s appreciated and applauded by larger sections of people. This principle is one of the reasons for being able to attract and garner many tourists from all over the country. We Bhutanese know that GNH is the brainchild of our great

I never bunked class or school since then

The days in school were the best days of our life where we need not have to worry about anything, and can say or do anything without thinking about the repercussion of it. Beautiful memories were sown to harvest during the season of adulthood. Looking back, I miss those memorable days very much But, Alas,