The Fire That Burned Bhutan's Heart

Wangdiphodrang Dzong in its Glory

Fire that not only burned the Dzong
 but also the hearts of Bhutanese along

It was deafening to hear about the tragedy in Wangdue. The raging flames destroyed our defenseless Dzong and like any other comrades of mine, I stood helpless witnessing a terrible history unfold before our eyes. I felt my broken heart go numb and freeze. I also felt my eyes go blurred and swollen with tears. Irrespective of what has caused the tragedy, the loss is immense. In less then four hours we lost our  invaluable treasure to the wrathful nature.

Wangdue Dzong has served us for many centuries, but not being able to save it when needed the most was by far the most heart breakingthing. As the fire in full fury consumed our history, block by block and stone by stone, even the gods or so called the divine intervention proved too weak. Mother nature reigned supreme.

This loss of ours is irreplaceable and I am sure that no amount of consolation would sooth us soon. It would surely take ages for any Bhutanese to forget about this tragedy.

For now I am wordless. :(  :(  :(