Of all the things I did and achieved this year, between bringing some big investors to the country, sponsoring three large statues in a temple in Zhemgang, and completing the Eight Manifestations of Guru temple in Rukha, the one thing that makes me feel real good is sending my father and my illiterate sister on the pilgrimage of their dream.

I gifted a trip to China’s Four Holy Mountains. My father talked about these – especially Riwo Tsegna (Wutai Shan), having heard from other great lamas.

It was done as a gratitude for their sacrifices. My father risked his life to feed us. He drove trucks and buses on the narrow freshly cut roads of Bhutan in the 1970s.  My elder sister stayed back to care for our visually-impaired grandmother and let us younger siblings go to school back in those days. 

Yes, I do a lot for others, but as they say, charity begins at home. My younger sister and brother footed half the bill. We are thick like the corleone family.

Although the pilgrimage ended many months back, my father is reportedly still boasting to every relative he meets and showing pictures of high-speed trains and super highways in China.

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As John Lennon sang,

“So, this is Christmas.

And what have you done?

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