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Bhutanese are big showoff

Bhutanese are by and large a big showoff. Yes, you heard me right, a big showoff! And if you watch some Bhutanese movies or visit some bars, you would believe me. But yes we show off all the time - starting from what we have to what we know to how much power we possess and what not. Before someone visits a school, students are to paint the walls, clean the drains, whitewash the fences, and cut the green grasses. Just to please and impress the guest? Are school walls, fences and drains built for the guest?
I understand it is important to stay clean, but why don't we do it for ourselves? Why do we need a minister to visit a school to be served better food? Only if the minister visits schools every day! But what is interesting is, I was thoroughly shocked when our computer lab was full of new and working computers when Vice Chancellor of RUB visited the college a few years ago. Are we not showing off  what is not there? A few days later these working computers were removed.

And lastly, if you listen to people talking on the streets, you will clearly understand who is related to which minister or which powerful Dasho or a famous doctor or who knows which actors and who read which books. Bars are best place for that!

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  1. lotey omNovember 21, 2009 at 10:06 AM

    rightly said pen..hehe i hope we ourselves are not one among those. labsa kidding :) u seen, realized and spoke the truth :D

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  2. AnonymousNovember 21, 2009 at 11:38 AM

    no one shows the amount of loan they have in the banks....

    tshering
    bhutanliterature.blogspot.com

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  3. Ngawang PhuntshoNovember 21, 2009 at 12:43 PM

    Hey Lotey, maybe we all are no exception, but the point is to be away as much. And that's a big challenge.

    Quite true Aue Tshering, nobody exhibits how much he owes to a bank or someone!

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