Album Series I

࿑ When you look back, there will be beautiful things to ponder upon. I have an old album that was maintained a long time ago during my schooling days. When I open after many winding years with so-called technology, I discover beautiful things adorned in it and short good stories born out of old photos. It is a beautiful reminiscence indeed!

His Greatness

The first topic for the series is dedicated to my great-father, who valued life in being a simple human being with dignity and honor. I remember his boldness of heart to be good, no matter what the situation is. Little Buddha nature, he considers he has what I consider great. Never will someone like me find a safe place to get loads of blessings and be a proud son.

On the first page of my album, I see him appearing in camouflage. It was in the 1990s. He was recruited for militia training at Samtse when the country faced interethnic conflict.

The tears of fear flowed continuously from the eyes of the innocent mother. The little toddlers were left watching the sadness of his departure for the country. At that time, my grandparents, mom, and the villagers felt that time held no meaning. Fear of being killed. Fear is to be gone forever. Fear, whether they have the fate to unite again!

With no option but to carry his heart to serve the greater good, he reached Samtse.

Dad and his comrades

The story is captivating. He grinned when he narrated the whole story. He even opposed his commander. He was indeed sad and angry about mass punishment and the military rules. 

One day they were punished so severely that he vomited a lot, and he was frustrated. He suddenly stood among the troops and yelled out harshly.

“I haven’t come here to get punished for someone’s mischief. I have come here to serve my country, not your punishment. If you continue punishing in the name of others, I don’t want to. I want to leave. I have left my kids back home. I am not a permanent troop. "I cannot atone for my actions if it is morally wrong for me to go against you."  

He remembers that, from that day on, Dasho (the commander) was totally silent, and they were not punished much.

Look good in camouflage

I was impressed and grinned when Mom defied his deed. He was ethically right to go against it.

More series coming soon…