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.
རང་གི་ཨ་ལོ་སྔུནི་དོན་ཧིང་ན།།
རོགས་ཀྱི་ཨ་ལོ་སྔུནི་རྣཝ་ཚ།།
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.
Happy reading folks!