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Exceptions In The Ways of The World

With the first crack of the alarm, he wakes up early in the morning. After running down a hot shower, he is ready with hot steaming suja (Bhutanese butter tea). She slowly rises up and the time she opens her eyes for the new day, the bed tea is already beside her.

While she shabbily sips the tea, still in her night dress, he is back with her toothbrush with a heap of toothpaste on it. While she is off into the bathroom, he cleans the room and offers the water in the altar. Soon, the rooms fill up with the fragrance of the burning juniper.

She is still in the bathroom grooming her long hairs. It takes her almost an hour to come out and when she finally emerges, the breakfast, red rice with emadatsi is laid on the dinning table. She ask him to serve her, while she comes with a towel wrapped in her head, he contently does it.

Together, they breakfast and while she is off to put on her make ups, he is cleaning the dishes in the sink. Although, she was first to dress, he is faster to finish getting dressed up. Then he drops her off to her office and it is his time to join his own office. He is late by fifteen minutes and his boss looks not happy with his regular delay. He never complains, although it’s his wife’s fault.

Now, towards the evening, he is five minute early to fetch her. She joins him to home. She goes directly into the TV room to compensate the Indian serial she has missed. Meanwhile, he shed his clothes, dresses himself for the kitchen. After few moments, here he is with the evening tea for her and himself.
When she is still with the serials, he is ready with the dinner. She wants to be served before 8:30 PM, since after that her serials begin. She sticks with the idiot box till 11:30 PM, he reads book. He has to get up early tomorrow as usual, so he goes to early slumber. She takes her sweet time to sleep.

So, you see, it is not always the women who are responsible for domestic chore, as generally the Bhutanese perceives. There are men doing all this sometime.

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