A thick smoke was still gushing out
incessantly from Wangdue Phodrang dzong. An officer with a megaphone stood atop a fire engine directing his men to point the water jet toward what used to be the
stationery store of the dzongkhag (district) administration. “Heaps of paper are
still burning,” another officer told me.
A day after the 17th
century historical monument was razed to the ground by a devastating fire, I
stood there helplessly and together with my friends - among charred beams, broken pillars and burnt cornices. The dzong was destroyed to the last inflammable item - making it the worst fire disaster in over sixty
years. The last incident was the destruction of Drukgyal Dzong in Paro
in 1951.
The area was cordoned off and accessible only for investigation and recovery teams. Every now and then, a team of volunteers
or soldiers came out carrying half burnt statues, loosely-bound scriptures or
anything they could extract from heaps of earth and fallen structures. We
silently rejoiced at every item that was salvaged. After all, every object
represented a piece of our history.
Shock, sadness and anxiety were visible on every
face around us. Army personnel and fire fighters, on the other hand, were simply too tired. They had been working since the fire broke out the earlier
afternoon. “We brought the fire under control around 3am in the morning,” one
fire officer told me. “It was dangerous but we had to do that at night or else by morning
strong winds would blow again and the fire could spread to the rest of the
town.” Yes, the wind. Wangdue was known for that. The wind in fact kept slapping
ashes and dusts on my face and into my eyes.
Wangdue Dzong was built in 1638 by
Zhabdrung Ngawang Namgyal. He was a drukpa lama who unified Bhutan under one
central administration. The story goes that when the Zhabdrung was looking for
a site to build the dzong, he came across a boy named Wangdue playing by the
riverside – making a sand fortress. The boy told him that he was building a phodrang (palace – fortress). The
Zhabdrung then took that as the good omen to build Wangdue Phodrang dzong on
the ridge above the river. And ever since, except for few repairs, the
structure had remained intact.
Wangdue Dzong was built to protect the more
important and grander Punakha Dzong (that is located just 13 kilometers
upstream) from possible incursions from the south and to facilitate the spread of Buddhist dharma in Bhutan. However, thanks to its
strategic location (Wangdue falls on the East-West highway), every Bhutanese
has fonder memories of Wangdue for it greeted travellers coming from every
direction. After a long head spinning drive down from Pelela in the east or snaking upstream from Tsirang in the south or hopping from Thimphu in the west, Wangdue Phodrang was
there to greet you - sitting majestically atop a ridge on the confluence of two
rivers. It is sad that for a long time to come, these journeys will not be the
same again.
On a more personal note, I visited the place
several times. The most beautiful memory is, of course, of the dzong playing location to my
documentary film “Rocking the Himalayan Kingdom – Blof in Bhutan”. The Dutch
rock band, Blof, and local traditional singer-song writer Jigme Drukpa were
working on a musical fusion and were recording a song inside the dzong. The documentary did very well in the Netherlands and Belgium in 2006 kicking off my indie career. My Dutch friends were as shocked as I
was, when they learnt of this tragedy.
It was close to midnight when I got back to
Thimphu. Although dead tired from the long day, I found it difficult to sleep –
still disturbed by what I saw. So I lazily switched on the TV, which was just
in time to catch some statements by His Holiness the Je Khenpo on BBS TV. “Tragedies
happen and that's fate. But we are fortunate that all
important nangten (relics) were saved and no human casualties were
reported.”
Hearing those words, I felt a lot better.
Maybe this is really fate. Or maybe this is Mother Nature’s or God’s
way of bringing our people together, to build something better and ultimately make
us come out stronger as individuals and as a nation.
(At the time of writing this article, over 16,000 people had signed up on facebook as a part of Citizens' Initiative to rebuild the dzong.)
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Remains of the day - Wangdue Phodrang dzong
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His Majesty the King rushed to Wangdue when the news of the fire reached Thimphu. (In the picture - His Majesty the King, His Holiness the Je Khenpo and senior government officials)
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Assisted by soldiers and Desuup volunteers, His Majesty the King personally coordinated the rescue operations |
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The fire started from the main entrance making it impossible for fire fighters to move into the dzong |
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Mani (prayer wheels) burnt and then crushed by falling beams and pillars |
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His Majesty and Her Majesty the Gyaltsuen inspecting the items retrieved from the dzong |
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What remains of a painting of Thousands Buddha |
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A computer CPU probably belonging to the district administration. |
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The first courtyard of the dzong |
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A collapsed kachen (pillar) |
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An officer keeps an eye on the statues and scriptures recovered from the dzong
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A fireman looks out for more blazes |
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Fire fighters and volunteers worked through the night to contain the fire
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