Refreshing Time with Bhutanese community in Ada Town Park
I simply copied this post from my another photo blog that I had posted on 15th August 2009. I am still actively ministering our Bhutanese brothers and sisters. So, I thought that it will not be a bad idea to repost the same blog in Nepaenglish.
These two elderly people moved to the United States of America as Bhutanese Refugees through Third World Resettlement program this year. They spent all their heydays in Bhutan until they were exiled from their own land due to ethnic genocide triggered by then king Jigme Singe Wangchuk back in 1989-1990.
They took refuge in Nepal and lived there for 18 years in the refugee camp. Their story took a new twist when the US Government brought them to resettle in America. Life is not easy for most of the elderly people who had not even been to Kathmandu in their lifetime. To adjust in the foreign land where they know nothing about people, culture, food, language etc., is a great challenge. Just imagine how we would feel when we find ourselves in the midst of strangers!!
These people long for chit-chat and relationship with people who can speak their language and understand how they are feeling. They want to share their story… and listen to our story. They just want to discharge their heavyheartedness and loneliness that they feel here. Some refugees are lucky enough to find their community and benevolent Christian sponsors and friends around.
In this photo, these two people are sharing … there was neither barricade of language nor fear of being getting into cultural misunderstandings. There is freedom to share with each other, make fun of something and laugh at each other!
These refugees, especially the older generation who still long to go the country they were born in!! But there is no way for their hope of going back to Bhutan and live a dignified life to be renewed than adjusting themselves in this wilderness, that is to be wonderland for their offspring, by suppressing their emotions and feelings of loneliness. Hence, it is not always the case if there is will, there is a way. Their will to live in their homeland and be called Bhutanese is dead once forever.