Sherubtse Film Committee - " single step for thousand miles" .

Sherubtse College shines with history that made every Bhutanese proud of it. It produced leaders in various fields and those individuals contributed to the development of our country. Years laters, new enthusiastic students took interest in what we call as “filming and movie making” field. The impact was major. Students wanted to showcase their talents; they believed that knowledge provided in classroom was not the only knowledge to be gained.

The arrangement done for the big event by the committee members in the college MPH.

                                                       

Sherubtse Film Committee was founded by Nedup Wangchuk (B.A Pol His) , Dorji Wangdi(B.A Pol Soc) and Sonam Jamtsho (B.A Pol His) of final year with a motive to enhance their fellow mates in self-entrepreneurship and take interest in media and film making fields.

The founding members of the Sherubtse Film Committee : From the top in sequence : Sonam Jamtsho, Nedup Wangchuk and Dorji Wangdi.

And so, in the year 2014, Sherubtse Film Committee was officially launched on 24^th May. On that same day, there was this first ever grand Sherubtse Film Festival organized. It was mainly done to appreciate and encourage the students to produce films and take interest in the film making and media related fields. Sherubtse Film Festival was made successful with the help from the various agency and people who contributed and funded the festival held during 24^th May. Bhutan Center for Media and Democracy sponsored the committee with a sum of Nu. 8000/- as a prize money for Best Film.  Sir Dorji Wangchuk, the staff moderator to the committee and Professor for media Department sponsored with a sum of Nu. 30,000/-. Even the most renowed company Tashi cell sponsored and it was the main sponsor and a very supportive one too.

Committee members with the distinguished guests from National Film Association and the winners of the Film Festival with all smiles.


The movies that were produced and registered under the Sherubtse Film Committee were evaluated by distinguished and experienced people from BBS, Jampeling and Kanglung Primay School.  The movie evaluation started from 10^th April till 15^th May.

With that huge amount of money in hand, Sherubtse Film Committee could organize the first ever kind of Film Festival in the college, and the respond from the crowd and the people as whole was huge and positive. The money was used in buying the trophies, cash prizes, certificates and other decorative items for the festival. The awarded was divided into fourteen categories and everything was done according to the code and conduct of National Film Associations.  The film festival charm was added with the presence of Mila Tobgay, chairperson to the National Film Association, Mam Karma Deki, Sir Tshering Gyeltshen and other distinguished guests. It was a huge success, and many more new, budding enthusiastic learners saw reassurement in this field. Another bunch of students were motivated and encouraged all because of one act of implementing the so called “Sherubtse  Film Committee”.

Receiving award from the staff moderator  Professor Dorji Wangchuk for being the Chair person to the committee.

The team of Sherubtse Film Committee ( sorry, the girls are missing here )
Therefore, the committee would like to thank everyone for being supportive, especially Tashi cell, BCMD, Sir Dorji Wangchuk, college administration, others for morally and financially supporting us. We look forward for the same cooperation in the future also because it only takes some small measures to help someone, and the impact left behind is huge. That’s exactly what Sherubtse Film Committee is  trying to do.  J J J

the thing called "bond"

You don't necessarily have to understand the depth of it, you don't necessarily have to master in it and you don't really necessarily have to workship it.
Its all about living the moments and in those moments cherishing it.
Its said that a person grows up confined to a certain rules, certain beliefs with a group of people you call "family". That's where one bonds to link with the others comes up. The bonds is not restricted to bloodline only. The bond between a wife and a husband. the bond between a daughter and a father. The bond between a son and a mother. The bond between siblings. The bond between people you call as your own.
Life moves on, you feel it travelling at the speed of light and in the midst of all this, you feel the warmth and good wishes of your loved ones.
Sometimes just the thought of them keeps you alive and breathing. The way you connect with them is a beautiful thing and how you can be happy by just seeing them is a plus point. Everyone is busy growing up, planning to make money and all, yet in all this lifes crazy and unbalanced moments, catching up with them..the one you call as your own makes you sane and alive. Because in this present world, where everyone is after money and conscious about their future, meeting and catching up with your people, seeing them for a change can help you slow down your phase , can help you look at life and be amazed and can help you realise in living "in the moments". Its a sophisticated and a very complicated life out there, we are being dragged to stuffs, lots of crazy stuffs yet bonding with the people helps you feel less sophisticated and less complicated. All in all, life is beautiful when have got the thing called "bond". Happy bonding!!! Cheers... :) :) :)

Because we are only humans.

And maybe this life already has plans for making a sane go insane. It is just a matter of time before one can truly confined  to the fact that somewhere there is a rainbow..somewhere there is a silver-lining..and that somewhere you need to get lost just to get a better hold of yourself. Until then, we struggle, we bleed, we cry, we lose faith, we doubt, we fall down, we get bruises and wounds , we get stabbed , we become a clown and we die a million times before our actual death.

We are reminded of the fact that its a tough world out there, you will not always be your parents little angel. Its time you walk out from your  comfort zone and embrace the worldly winds on your chest. Its time to grow up, be responsible, be bold and be able. We thrive to be the best among the best. We thrive to beat the very next person. We thrive to show no mercy to anyone. We thrive to prove to the world that you are something. In all these life's chaos and nonsense rituals of everyday , you tend to forget who you are actually. 

You miss out a lot in life. An orphan knows he is an orphan only when he sees his friends coming along with their parents. you know you are sad, when you see bunch of people laughing together. Its like you miss out so many  good stuffs. Its like you are scared to go against the flow of life. Its like you wanna be in a safer side, by going with the flow of life.
Its like you are on a race, and because everyone is running, you are also running without knowing the reason "why,how and  what for,??" Its okay to be scared actually, its okay to question about life and its purposes, its okay to be the odd one, its okay to take one thing at a time, its okay to fall down, its okay to just do things that are classified as "insane" things. Its okay to feel different. Nobody learns lessons of life in a easy way, its always the hard way. Not that you can always wish for a smooth journey, sometimes there ought to be some bumpy rides. Bumpy rides that can prepare you for the worst. Sometimes you gotta risk, gamble your life, your heart because through this only you become wiser.  After all life is once, don't be afaird to make choices, don't be affaird to learn from mistakes, just don't be. Learn, let live and get the best out of it . You have got your own charm that nobody can dare to question, do random things, be crazy, break some rules, don't be a "society-based-person", be yourself, fall in love, experience heartbreaks, flunk in exams, bunk classes, drink beer, take life lightly, don't be hard on yourself, listen to others but follow your heart. Be different ....be you....
Cheers.
P.s -thats how I define life. Just an opinion, not an expert. :)

writing- be my passion.

Every since I joined college, people around me had been saying I have chosen the wrong course and what bothers me most is how they point at me and start laughing at me.
I know taking up B.Sc life science is no joke (the most busiest course out here in Sherubtse college) and especially to a person like me who is one lazy ass. This course needs students who are hardworking and dedicated, which I suppose  I don't ffulfill either. And so I decided to join this course because of my interest in biology(my dream was to study medicine, which I couldn't) . Nevertheless I was here, studying about botany and zoology. The thing is I have this craze for writing journals, scribbling down my thoughts, writing articles, poems and love being philosophical when it comes to life.
"You need to be logical being a science student",a friend of mine would say and "stop acting like a language student", the other would say giggling. I would be most of the time sarcastically humiliated. But that was not the problem, what bothered me was how easily people judged one another and how it was easier to make fun of someone's dreams and aspirations.
Yes, I love writing and yes I am a science student and I don't see any loopholes  in here at all. Its my second year into college and still I am being told of having made the wrong choice. I have stopped giving spaces to those ill thoughts. Because somewhere I feel that , dreaming along the journey of ones life is something. Its like you get to know the more of you as you go in search of your unnamed dreams. I have always believed in having one's thoughts broader, in learning just everything, in being the odd one, believed in being the crazy one, believed in flowing against the current of life. I have always  believed in those stuffs. Every since I joined college, I came with the notion not just to learn about my course but to explore beyond that. Knowledge ain't just in the four walls of classrooms, its beyond that. There is more to life out there if you look close enough.
Being a science student and having passion for writing has nothing to do with each other. I won't regret of getting a job be it in a science field or in media field. I would love them both.
Just because some have passion of writing journals and all, doesn't make her the odd one as  a science student and even if it does, I  am proud to be called the odd one.
Its just that, this passion for writing journals was there in me since the beginning of my nursery school days . This passion of mine, has kept me sane for all this time, if it weren't for this so-called writing and scribbling down my thoughts, I would be one 'death soul" walking on this earth. I have always taken refuge in it, and it has always kept me safe and sounds. I have diaries recorded from 2007 and I still have. Its this bunch of write-ups that has my stories and memories stored, locked safely in the pages of my writings. In nutshell, it has kept me alive and made  me stronger. My passion for writing just keeps on growing ..and there's no halt. Cheers to happy, sad, exciting, philosophical, emotional, lost, confuse mode of writings!!!

Halt in my dreamworks

It was the day, where defeat overtook me by surprise. I sat there, imagining it to be utterly a dream, a dream where it wasn't true and then in that dream it wasn't right, the things weren't right at all.

I was sure of certain things but then somehow it didn't feel right . the applause that rose wasn't for me, the cheers and the smiles that rose wasn't for me, the victory that was been celebrated wasn't for me.  I was numb..numb as an ice.. Icy cold. I wasn't a good player because tears came easily to me, my folks that was around me cried, they shed tears for my failure. I stood there, feeling low and cold. I was already celebrating victory in my head, when suddenly all this things happened. The truth is hard to sink.. Harder is the reality of I losing the "already-won-victory" in my head. "Must have been a misfortune",said one of my friend. People patted me on the back , told me it was an utter shock. I consoled myself saying maybe everything happens for a reason, and everything has a reason to happen. I hope this failure I got, makes me a stronger person. I know it aint  the end of my life , but I know it kinda gave an end to my dreams for now. Written on 19th/4/2014. 

that unnamed happiness

We do realise that every time we walk this path to the so-called life's journey..we are reminded of the fact that we come along to get all sorts of experiences. The beautiful part of life is,you tend to learn and realize about things revolving around you. You are reminded that its not gonna be a "smooth-sailing" thingy out there in the world. For that you need to be a skilled sailor,an experienced captain of the ship to avoid it from drowning. I am glad I have some of it in me (at least that's what I think ) .
I am a second year college student and just within this two years of college life I have encountered with lots of beautiful and ugly things.
Every time I pass through this clock tower out here,I get this vibe..the sense of belongingness and brotherhood(in my case sisterhood) pumping up now and then. Its a good feeling I say to myself.
Sherubtse, the place where you are groomed, moulded, trained apart from the  everyday knowledge which are just limited to lecturers and syllabus.
It is a place where you learn about teamwork, brotherhood and a sense of belonginess is there. Every time you look around, there is this familiar warm, loved feeling in the air. It has a way of reminding you that , " its not only the books you are gonna study but the life itself". That's what Sherubtse is to me.
Here you will find students from all walks of life,which is actually the best part. To be continued...