Wednesday, 23 July 2014

Dear Ministry of Education

Dear Ministry of Education
Sorry for having called the ministry ‘dear’. You might point it to be an inappropriate salutation to address a big organization like yours a dear. But I am helpless. I have been to schools which are under your ministry that now I feel the ministry a very dear one. But you know some people right under your ministry call the kind of education system you have, useless. Some people say they sent children to school to get educated but they come out after thirteen years of education as a donkey. A week ago I met a frustrated graduate who said that he got government scholarship to do a four years course outside and after he completed the course and came back to Bhutan, government didn’t have job in Bhutan related to his course and now he is placed as a teacher. A frustrated teacher he is he said. I have many other stories of such kind to tell but today I have something different to bring under your notice.
Firstly, the English text has four sections- short story, play, poem and essay, which are expected to be learned. But sadly, I didn’t get to learn some of the poem and essays. It is because of fact that during examination, no questions are asked from essays and poem that we learn in class but asked from short story and play only. Hence, some teachers omit this part and never teach essay and poetry to the students for no questions are asked from these parts. And the ministry might have noticed that in English II, students perform very poor in essay and worst in poem whereas the same students perform well in the play and short story. When a teacher never teaches what a poem is, what its components are, how to comprehend them and how to write them, I think it’s not fully a student’s fault for having not performed well in English paper. If you wonder how not doing well in poetry hampers the result, I must sadly tell you, it does.
Secondly, you might have heard people saying, “…he has completed class twelve, and he still doesn’t   know how to write an application..” I have an answer for this one, well, the English book doesn’t have a well framed grammar book for class twelve and other classes as well. And students prepare for grammar looking at the type of questions asked the previous years, but every year students see new patterns of questions asked in grammar. Students don’t know what they need to learn. And also students are never taught to write official letters other than leave applications which is also taught in lower classes only. Students are also never taught how to write references and mention the books that they used while writing assignments, which is most needed after class twelve in colleges. I personally think that lessons on how to write references and official letters should be given to class twelve students. 
I hope I didn’t bore you writing all these to you. If you hadn’t known about these, I have told you, now that you are aware of it, I will be waiting for a change to come but if you had known all the matter mentioned above, you are just another chair warmer and a chicken in power. I bet on that one.
Have a great day!

I have a friend called coffee.

Not paying tribute is yet another feature of us human. It’s funny how we are helped by all that come along and to very little we feel a tinge of gratitude. That too we sum up in us and never let them know. I am not an exception here for as long and far as I remember it has been to very little people that I have actually articulated gratefulness. And that’s bad, I say.
One simple thing that no one ever has thanked might be coffee. I am being serious and I am talking about coffee that one gulps down the throat but never thanks it.
Coffee has been a friend, if you take time and think. It might have been a reason for you to meet someone. Haven’t you ever met anyone-friend, love, over a cup of coffee? Admit it sometimes coffee was the only excuse for you to ask your loved one out. When you desperately wanted to meet someone but there were no reasons you should meet, didn’t the coffee become the reason and you just said  “Let’s go out for a cup of coffee” or “lets meet over a cup of coffee’’?
Also coffee accompanies you a lot. Just as you feel low, you make yourself a cup of coffee and let it run down you, it feels magical. It feels as though your body has been lightened. You feel calm. Relaxed. But how inhumane of us to never pay back at least in words.  
Although I was told by a friend of mine that coffee actually wrecks our brain (true?) but I take this last sip of coffee and thank coffee for being a friend and not bothering if it really does.
PS- I actually thank everyone who has been producing coffee, for without ‘em coffee might have been a tale.