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Convocation - from blues to madness

Pema, Karma and Sonam - Proud products of Sherubtse
Here is another news from RUB. This time about the University Convocation. This maybe the first time when all colleges under RUB would be summoned for their convocation together. It would be one big event because some colleges have students who have graduated 8 years ago.

Usually for colleges like Sherubtse, convocation happens once every two years. It was an event of their lifetime for graduates back then. But now it is going to be nothing far from a result declaration day that happens a primary school, where students of all classes gather together to receive their results.

Convocation is a special moment and we want to make it count; definitely not by dumping every Dorji, Dawa and Dema from different colleges in a room. This is where less means more...

It would be better if individual colleges take the honor of organizing their own convos and make them annual event if they so much care about expense. Maybe this is the first symptom of RUB going autonomous.

  

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  1. Yea Ngawang, its too disapponting :'( :(..have been really looking forward to it all these 3 years n now...and lo and behold, we became the experimental mice here. Lets see how far RUB can do in this experiment.

    BTW the 3 chaps- Pema, Karma & Sonam looks nice in the pic above :D

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