“It is not illegal to ask for land!” says the Prime Minister Jigme Thinley and Lyonpo Zimba.
This is their story…
Many years ago, two villagers (Jigmi and Zimba), without a full meal in years, in tattered ghos, waited on the roadside and beckoned for the Dzongda’s convoy to stop. They pleaded their life’s prayer to own some land before they died. Even a small strip of land in the middle of nowhere Gyalpozhing would do.
The Dzongda noted their pleas and asked a few questions.
“It is so hot here and the land is going to be noisy from the power project next door.”
“Sir, it is not the land, but our desire to own something before we die. Some land we can call ours in this world.”
“But what will poor villagers do with this land more suitable for commerce than farming?”
“Sir, we will do nothing with the land. We will look at it and find peace that we own something and that we have something to leave to our poor children.”
“Ok. Then come for the lucky dip and we will see.”
“Sir, we cannot do lucky dip. We are illiterate.”
“But lucky dip is just a lottery where you pick a paper.”
“Sir, please pick for us. We are old and cannot walk to do the lucky dip.”
“Ok,” said the Dzongda.
By the time the Dzongda picked the winning lucky dip lottery, the two old villagers had left for Thimphu and were now young powerful ministers. The Dzongda had no idea.
This is their story and they are sticking by it (with the OAG).