Yesterday, I took a day off from the daily humdrum of the holy office to spend time with my little Tenzin. We had an appointment arranged on this day for some tests at the Bio-chemistry laboratory at JDWNRH. And then to the school of astrology at Pangrizampa for my baby’s Kay-Tse (I don’t know how appropriate this might sound).
It was just for an hour or so that I had to wait. The agony of already waiting in lines for your turn to come is nerve racking. And holding my baby at the same time made me imagine, my arms would break apart any moment. After an agonizing wait, there was no one to take the sample. Another half an hour went by until a bear-like man in white coat appeared. He held my baby’s foot so tight that I could not resist. She wept on top of her voice and I nearly broke down. That’s when I intervened, “Can’t you be a little gentle with that?” He kept silent. Had he uttered something, I was determined to smack some of his teeth out. His silence pardoned me the trouble.
Next stop, Pangrizampa! We took some offerings and requested a teacher-monk for the Kay-Tse. He agreed and after a gruesome exchange on some fees, he accepted finally reiterating that we Bhutanese politely decline and accept everything in the end.
This maxim came as a great help to me and it’s like saying only the wearer knows where the shoe pinches. For me this realization came all in a day’s work.
Although, I was deeply emotional and passionate about my time with her, she just slept for the entire day sometimes smiling and crying in her sleep. All experiences sums up to all in a days’ work.
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