Where it all began

I never ate Chinese. I didn’t eat Chinese in Hong kong, I have never eaten Chinese in Delhi, and I don’t even know if I ever came across one Chinese place in Bangkok. BUT now, the tables have turned: all I can think of is Chinese food because they taste, look, and are made from the same ingredients that are used back home. I don’t feel like they deserve my respect but I ought to give some because they make me happy, or not sad. I smile and enjoy the affection of Chinese men and women who smile back at me, and plan these crazy stories in their head about how their country men(another chinese) came about to Florida. I know they think I speak with a chinese accent and that is why I keep my mouth shut to avoid confusions and disappointments.

I, unlike hundreds of other Bhutanese students never decided to come to America to get my degree, masters, and doctorate until, I met a Swiss Journalist called Michael Wyler in the winter of 2013. That year my life had already changed by writing about “how to solve youth unemployment”  which had caught the attention of the Prime Minister, Tshering Tobgay. Before I met Michael, I was so happy and satisfied with where my life was heading. I wasn’t a bad writer and people read it because I was a female teen who blogged about politics, yes POLITICS..and once or twice about taxi drivers eveteasing for which today, I have zero tolerance and consider it to be “barbaric” and punishable in the name of law.

Michael Wyler was visiting Bhutan with his wife and was hoping to have an audience with the Prime Minister. Michael asked me via email after he had left a comment on my blog if I could meet him.  Michael was too kind to have given me the choice to select any restaurant or café in town. To my surprise, Michael had printed all my blogs from early 2010 to 2013. Then it wasn’t a big deal, but today when I talk about it, it feels unreal. By the end of our meeting, Michael had left a lasting impression on me. According to Michael, I was one of those few individuals who would one day come back, break mediocracy, and help Bhutan’s gradual transition into an interdependent world of technology and social media.

 

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