As His Majesty the King pronounced the Gyalsay’s name to the country for the first time today, standing still, amongst the thousands gathered in the courtyard of Pungthangdewachenpaiphodrang, riveted to every syllable and absorbing every frame of our beloved Gyalsay’s presence, hands folded together, holding white khadhar in celebration, we became part of history. A history we are proud to share, and a history we will continue to share and narrate about with great pride.
Witnessing this profound event unfold; a King and Father, naming his Son and Heir, was most special but a very emotional one too, for me. This is a first. As His Majesty shared his expectations of our young Gyalsay in explaining the significance of the name Jigme Namgyel Wangchuck, I could sense the crushing weight of a Monarch’s solemn and sacred duty and responsibility more than ever. The unimaginable cosmos of burdens stacking up, even as our Gyalsay is only a little over 70 days old, laden with infinite expectations was simply overwhelming. Such is the insurmountable burden, as many of us would view it, of being born a Prince, being born an Heir to the Golden Throne and being born a Dragon King. So true when His Majesty said ‘he is your son’, for he carries all of our burden.
I join my countrymen, with an ever deepening sense of gratitude, to our Dragon Kings, and take this moment in reaffirming loyalty and rededicating to the Tsa-Wa-Sum. Pelden Drukpa Geylo!
[Written on April 16, 2016]