Hello everyone. Sorry I have been away from this site for quite sometime now and this was not because of my choice. I really want to be a part of this site all the time. The fact is that I have been busy preparing for some jobs for which I could not get. I thought I have done it quite well, but every time I get the result, I would find my name not on the list of selected candidates. I thought class 12 was more than enough to work. But when I have found out about my result from my friends I decided to stay home in the village. That was not of much help. So, I came to the capital city a few months ago.
But now I am also made to understand that class 12 actually will be driving vehicles in Thimphu. This is very sad. Those days, our aunts and uncles would have easily become dashos with that qualification. This is all changing. Everything is changing in Bhutan. Maybe not seasons though. I was told that even seasons have changed quite a lot compared to those days. All this says that nothing is permanent. Buddha knew it best when he propounded such a concept. I revere that great soul!
Now the point is – it would be so useless to have a class 12 pass certificate and become a driver. I might need to consider some other available option. I heard the ministry of Labour is asking us to register as unemployed and they would give us a card and officially announce to the whole world that we are officially unemployed. Talk of embarrassment. But at least something is better. I heard with the card we can go around looking for jobs and show our official cards and maybe if some offices find us worthy of their pity then they might give us jobs as well. It all depends who knows who out there in the real world.
Who your father or mother or brother or uncle or aunt or sister is, counts more than what level of marks we have on our certificates. I heard that has changed totally now. I don’t know how to define “totally” since I have seen it with my own eyes how things work in the real world. It is only on paper.
Knowing that learning stops at class 12 I have decided not to pursue my further studies and rather start to hunt for jobs in Thimphu. But it is becoming more difficult than I thought it would be. These days especially I could hardly count the number of graduates who roam the Thimphu streets. I am told that they are preparing for their common exams that will make them civil servants. Who would not want to be civil servants? That’s why there are many aspiring civil servants drinking in the bar, partying out in the clubs all night long. The number of graduates spotted walking or eating together makes me go wild.
Maybe after all I need to continue learning even if I think I have what is essentially required to work in an office or run it. But the bug it – this result of mine won’t cooperate with me. I may not have studied the subject and scored good marks in the examinations, but I think I have what it takes to become a presentable gentleman. Reading has always been my habit. I will never forget my uncle for that habit though. Reading habit is very poor in our graduates, my uncle told me one day and he told me some graduates he has interviewed for his office have hardly read anything in their life. This he suspects is how other graduates must be.
If I get this opportunity to continue my studies, then I am sure I will keep holding tight onto my reading habit. One day I will show to the world that it is all right not to perform exceptionally well in our exams but going a little more beyond the syllabus will take us far. But so far this has not taken me any far.
But I find joy in my habit. That’s happiness for me, who cares what GNH is all about?