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since its establishment, ‘De-suung training program’, it has attracted many
people (both employed and unemployed) from different corners of our country.
Each of them had their own reasons for joining the institute, however, as the training
drew near to its perch it became clear that we all have definitely made no
mistake in joining the institute.
When I first heard about De-suung, the word said it
all, yet, as I proceed on with my trainings it took me further into an utterly
different sphere of world, a world I haven’t envisioned.
I
must admit that I found it really difficult to adapt myself around hordes of
new faces for first few days. It occurred to me that even a sense of
claustrophobia developed within me. However, a feeling of sociability found its
place within my heart and within a blink of an eye it started festering all
around. And soon time itself began to adorn everything in order around the barracks.
A
jovial mood in every conversations, a glittering smile across sweat smeared
faces, and making unconsciously funny faces on the drill ground (for such funny
expression carried within it a hint of one’s sogginess and dedication) were the
daily routine. Regardless of any activities that we were engaged in
consolidated a strong sense of voluntarism. There was a very popular cliché
among the training staff and the fellow De-suups, “Go wa lan thang gi khe bar”
which gives each and every individual to give a second thought upon what we
heard, whether to take it positively or the other way round, and most
importantly to have a very resolute attitude in doing what one as a responsible
citizen are supposed to do, willingly towards enhancing the peace and happiness
of the people.
One of the most important aspects
of becoming a De-suup was learning to do something that comes from deep within our hearts.
It is one of the basic pre-requisites for one to get entitled as a human being. Captain
Kinga Norbu, Royal Bhutan Army has slogged all his efforts in convincing us
about its importance, “Do what you are
meant to do with all your heart not for your personal interest but towards
greater public’s interest. Doing things looking at the direct ends such as
appreciations, rewards, money, etc, will bring you nothing good; don’t blame
others for being appreciated upon efforts that you put in, all you have to do
is to carry on doing the right things for a day shall come when you will be
appreciated and rewarded.”
As
the end drew near I pondered upon the moments I spent during the training and
all I could think was the moment when my mind would weaver like a candle light
caught in a gush of wind, never consistent with one thought. And soon I
realized the fact that when the training comes to an end it would be a part of
world I could never be part of anymore, a world, where each of us give our
best, and open ourselves to the extend that lied beyond our grasp. What’s more
heartbreaking about the end was the closing ceremony; it was the warmest farewell
that we have ever received. Each officers starting from the commandant to the
instructors stood by the side of the footpath who bid farewell to the fellow
desuups one by one. There was another party who stood flanking the footpath
holding different musical instruments and the tune (a Bhutanese song ‘majo majo
choe tshu gi ko zha bay) which as they played made our eyes fill with tears. I
tried to look back wishing it wasn’t over, not yet. Although I shuffled slowing
along the path I found myself getting further and further away from the people
I have met in this short period of time and it was far from being interminable.
However, part of me convinced me to walk with a smug face because I have learnt
many values that I won’t have acquired anywhere else in this world.
Now its time for us to put whatever we have learnt
into the real world, to make the word ‘voluntarism’ a real task. Let’s wake up
from this trance to be a responsible person in whatever ways we could towards
making places around us a better one to live. Let us not forget evermore who we
have become ‘De-suup’ and let’s act like one.
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