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The right thing to do


Indeed, some objects are bigger than they appear in the mirror
This is about a man who forfeited his chance to study in bargain for his father’s deteriorating health. When I learnt that he had relinquished the opportunity to upgrade his qualification I was totally shocked. I thought he was crazy. Who would ever let go such opportunity? After all he won the chance to do so through a competitive selection process.

And when I came to know the reason behind his decision my respect for my friend Dechen Choezin increased manifold. “Studies opportunities will come in future, but I only have a father and if I don’t take care of him when he is sick, I would regret rest of my days,” he tells me. “And for the sake of my father I am willing to give up my plan.”

I am really moved. How many sons and daughters make such sacrifices? We were told many Bhutanese don't mind leaving behind their dying parents at home as they proceed to upgrade their qualifications and make big money. A little diversion here, but I have also heard of a mother leaving her child behind after three days of delivery to go to Australia with her husband. I can’t imagine doing that even as a father. But bravo, such people roam the length and breadth of our country!

Right - there will be countless opportunities to upgrade one’s qualification, but we only have one set of parents. And when they are still with us, alive and healthy or sick on their dying beds, it is our responsibility to take care of them – making them feel cared. That’s important – and this value will take us far in life, I am sure.

Coming to my friend, I am sure he did the right thing. And I salute his decision. Today I want to tell him how much respect I have gained for him and I should let him know about this. For now I only hope and pray that his father attains a quick recovery. 

Choezin - please accept my high regard and deepest respect. Take care of your father and make him feel special – the miracle will do the rest. After six years of great friendship, today I applaud you with a standing ovation for showing me and many others out there the right way!

(The hero is the Assistant Dzongkhag Legal Officer of Samtse

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  1. i was wondering about this thing in ur facebook status....finally understood....i think its a wonderful decision....all good things will always have a good result...may god bless ur fren....:)

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  2. Very inspiring! I have come across many people who left for other opportunities leaving behind their beloved ones sick and unattended. It's something we must do, make sacrifices to the ones who have given so much in our life. Indeed, we feel not only proud but genuinely happy for your friend.

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  3. Yeah, thank you both Sogyel and Riku - my friend did the right thing and will always be proud of him for this. Please keep blogging guys...

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  4. such a thotful decision chezin...cheers!!!

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