Skip to main content

Better use of what is unusable

“Desire is unlimited but the resources are limited” from what I have been taught at my high school. Given the choice, every individual would prefer to own everything in this world. How greedy are we? But the economists have intervened in the right time and have suggested that judicious use of resources is how we can make sure it meets present demand keeping it available for future generations.

So, how many of you have thought of better idea as to what use the old pair shoe can be of? As the skin of the shoes starts peeling off revealing the inner self, everyone would remark, “It is time I dump it in the bin and contemplate a brand new pair of shoe”. One would instantly forget how much that old pair has served warming our feet in the winter, the ground it has traversed. So, is it the bin that it deserves at the end?

I do not know how many would agree to believe me with the fact that every pair of shoe is the life of animal because it is the skin of the animal that the shoe is made of. So, every pair of shoe u get rid of is almost like claiming yet another soul of the poor creature.

And don’t you think it is environmentally healthy to make better use of old shoe rather than sending it into the bushes for grazing? For instance, it is not bad idea to fill up the old shoe with humus soil and raise flowers in it. And doesn’t it look attractive & innovative too? If it isn’t the humus soil, I suppose the flowers are ought to grow well because it is enough to imagine the old shoe with lots of stinks.

So, imagine the whole balcony of your house filled with beautiful flowers growing in pair of old boot?

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Love for a Days’s Trip

‘To meet, to know, to love and to depart is the law of life’ someone has said it. We rally with strangers and people we have never known before in homes, schools, institutions and other public gatherings because we are born in different places. When we meet the strangers, we make friends with some of them and sometime we fall in love with few of them especially the young guys and ladies. We remains committed and dedicated to friendship or loveship, whatever the relationship you are sharing. But for how long? You got to ask yourself. One fateful day, you find that you are departing from your friend or lover going away to find your own friend, your own lover and your own foes. Ofcourse, it hurts so much but it is a law the life has framed and you ought to obey it. And if you don’t keep in contact through all possible means, it is much easier to forget. While traveling in the bus, you share the seats with someone especially with spinsters and you introduce, talk and become friend and s
Post a Comment
Read more

A Long, long, long journey to Education

“Root of the education is bitter but the fruit is sweet” no one would know about it better than Kado. The fatigue of having to toddle to the school, fever of unending exams, the torture of having to burn the midnight oil, dozing in classes and the stern rigors are hard to endure, few even give up on the way but many endure it with utmost determination and commitment, because deep inside everyone knows it pays later. “Root of the education is bitter but the fruit is sweet” no one would know about it better than Kado Kado in the tender age of 12 is negotiating the lazily meandering footpath along the steep mountain. His school bag, full of books, pulls him back. His black naughty boy school shoe is all soiled, indication of how many times he has trudged that same footpath. He is on his way to the primary school in his village, almost 5 kilometers away. He has to make sure he is in the school before morning social work starts; else he gets penalized. Unlike the students who reside nearb
Post a Comment
Read more

Defining Tsa-Wa-Sum in One’s own Perspective

If I am asked, I would boldly answer, “The Tsa-Wa-Sum is “Gyeb, Gyelkhab and Meser”, (King, Country and People). But not everyone knows about what tsa-wa-sum is. Hence, when the superior ask them, they are left to conceive their own tsa-wa-sum. Once a meeting was convened by the Dzongdag. In a large congregation of illiterate rural people, the Dzongdag thundered, “do you know what tsa-wa-sum is?” “Can anyone from the crowd tell me?” The crowd went to pin drop silence and no one seems ready to answer. Are they scared of Dasho or no one has the slightest idea what it is? Suddenly, a Ngalop man sitting in the last bench, for whom Dasho is hardly visible, stood up. With his head bowed low, he answers, “The three tsa-wa-sum are Ngalops, Sharchops and Lhotsampas”. “This is because they are the three race in Bhutan” Dasho went into bout of annoyance but before he fired the man, another Lhotsampa (Southern Bhutanese Man) supplemented, “the three tsa-wa-sum are Royal Bhutan Army (RBA) Royal B
1 comment
Read more