Wednesday, January 28, 2015

The Generation GAP

The B-wallet service introduced by the BOB (since my SB account is in BOB) in collaboration with the BTL has been a very beneficial and time saving service for me as an individual but then  it goes frustratingly unavailable every time BTL offers recharge bonus. I am not alone experiencing this frustration, I have seen angry posts on facebook about how annoying the b-wallet service is and how they are just fooling the people about the bonus thing.

The service was no different on 21st January, 2015, the Traditional day of offering, when the BTL had offered a 50% bonus on every prepaid recharge made on that day. While I was about to curse the whole thing, my mother fagged after trying the service for like 10 times finally said to herself and said it so softly that although she could have got a bonus on her recharge today, the B-wallet service won’t work. Her softness made me smile instead. My mother has always been a very soft, polite and hell of an emotional woman. “She carries her tears at the tip of her eye lashes”, Apa rightly teases her.

This incident made me think of the many times where my parents were so cool. While I ain’t that bad a person, I get angry very soon and I talk back to people when I have to. I treat people the way they treat me. The tit-for-tat thingy. Well usually, when it’s my sister and I shopping, its like we also buy the shopkeeper’s tongue. If they are rude, we leave the shop. But going around with parents is different, it’s like they don’t understand what “rude” is. My mom will be smiling and my dad joking anyway. I get angrier when others are rude to my parents. They are my parents; I can only do what I want with them. I get frustrated at their ignorance some times. I scold them for not getting mad when others are rude. Sometimes they agree to what I say, other times I get yelled back for being so tempered.

For me, this is the generation gap. The 90s are more tempered than the 60s. The 3 decade difference has made people a lot more advanced in technologies but ill mannered, prettier but less beautiful, stylish and fashionable but with bad attitudes, exposed but narrow, and greedier, rude-er and angrier.

Now this is funny. :D
My parents take things so positively, they amaze me. The live so simple, yet they are happier. I am gonna grow old to be like my parents. Because at the end, all that matters is what makes you and keeps you happy.

My beautiful beloved parents





Wednesday, January 7, 2015

'I'

Greetings :) 


I’m Wangmo Ghalley. I’m currently working and living in Thimphu. I have great parents and two loving siblings. I love to read fairy tales, eat junk, take selfies, sing karaoke, cook like the master chefs on TV, travel, shop, knit and I love teddy bears.

This blog is for me. I wanna change myself through writing. Seriously, I think I don’t do good enough. I think to do more good. Be kind. And all that Buddha-ly stuff. But I just think. I have all the lame excuses in the world for not doing what I think I should be doing. But recently my big sister (who also blogs at www.letsgrowtogether86.blogspot.com) told me that she can actually keep up with so many things she writes on her blog. Blogging, in fact, helps her to follow strictly on what she writes, for instance- keeping up with her resolutions. And she is my one inspiration for all the goodly thinkings I do. I want to be more like her. Think like her. Read like her. And have a figure like her. Lol.

I have always yearned to write a blog of my own but I have been busy and mostly lazy until today. But now, I shall write. I shall write because I have realized that writing brings out the best of me. 

This is to me. To be a better me!

xo