Thursday, February 10, 2011

The innocent ones

The world is cruel at times, we are made to pay for the mistakes committed by our forefathers even when we are innocent.

My friend was not even born when his grandfather decided to leave Bhutan.His father did not go because he disagreed with the decision made by the grandfather. Thus, my friend was born in Bhutan but is not not considered Bhutanese officially because of the mistakes made by his grandfather.

Recently a couple was arrested by the police in connection with embezzlement of fund from the bank. I pity them both because I know them well but what I sympathies more is that they have two children. Both the children are too young even to understand what money or embezzlement is. For the mistakes committed by the parents the children are having to suffer.

I wish there was some kind of a place where such children could be taken care of till they parents are free. Yes, relatives of the parents take the children but for how long would they keep them? I cannot even imagine the trauma the children would go through just because of their parents.

I know children will not hate the parents because every children idolizes their parents and look up to them as a good example.

There are many such cases where because of someone the innocent ones have to suffer equally and sometimes I feel is not fair.

What did the unborn child do to deserve abortion? What did the wife of the murderer do to come to rags from riches? What did the old parents of a drug seller do to deserve such pain at this age?

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

A love letter

I miss reading love letters, especially from loved ones. I have been telling my boyfriend that he should write me a love letter. He agreed but he never wrote.

Every time I remind him he says it will be a surprise. May be I surely will be surprised because I am sure he does not remember having to write to me anymore because it has been more than two months since I first asked him.

I want to treasure his first letter to me forever.

It is sad, why people do not write letters to their loved onces anymore. Of course there are alternative things like writing a mail or sending an sms but nothing can match the specialness a letter brings to me.

I can always feel the feelings of the other person when I read a letter. The emotions and the feelings are different when you read a hand written letter than an email.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Getting a Medical Certificate

With the launch of the Special Consultation Services (SCS) at the JDWNR Hospital, getting a medical certificate has become expensive, at least for me.

The SCS starts at four and the number of people coming for medical certificates are always huge. Even when you have to pay, you still have to stay in a queue. After waiting for sometimes you get a prescription and a medical certificate for Nu 100. Then you go to the doctors chamber. There is a rush too.

I finally get to meet the doctor. The doctor asks me
Doc: Do you have any diseases?
Me: No (how am I suppose to know he should be the once checking me)
Doc: Sure?
Me: I think so
Doc: very sure?
Me: I hope
Doc: Okey then

for the Nu 100 I pay which goes to the government's exchequer he just asks me a few question and signs. Now isn't that expensive?