The celebration takes every form and shape - From cleaning and greening to dancing and singing. Sadly, I have just been a bystander to all these events.
When the whole nation is in this frenzied atmosphere, I feel discontented to realize that I made no tangible contribution to any of these events. It is not for the lack of willingness, but for the need of my indulgence for the upkeep of the national asset - the hydropower plant- which keeps me occupied at all times. Everytime, I prevent or restore the machines from breakdown, it gives me atleast a solace to feel that this is all I can possibly do for the nation -my small contribution to mark this glorious tripartite event. Hundreds of us work late nights in the hydropower plants to ensure that the bulbs of thousand homes are always lit, the foods of thousand families are always cooked and every shows of the PICSA are never disrupted. We might not make it to the limelight for what we have done, we shall remain as un-sung heroes, but all it matters for us is to feel proud for what ever we are doing. Long live the Druk Gyalpo, the Jekhenpo and the Royal Queen Mother.