Archive for August, 2010

Stained stubs of restless teeth
show themselves in a withered smile;
harness ropes in one hand, Read more »

After an hour or two of traveling, the given thoughts of rickety rough road ahead escaped minds as landscape started embracing the nature in its glory.

It was us, lush green surroundings and reddish-brown muddy road which ploughed through Read more »

Some beer yester eve after a cramping tour,
Of the Thimphu labyrinth on a hot noon,
and a commune with the kin into the darkest hour, Read more »

like the leaves from the old boughs, I flutter
awoken like the fires from the yesteryears’ embers,
in reminiscence of the age-old storytellers around fainting lamp, Read more »

Life has always been a big damn adventure to any individual. People experience hell lot things which may or may not have produced the effectual changes in him but truly occurs to have stuck him to make him ready for the change. Individuals have realized that making adventure of adventurous life is one such god damn mystery. Never knows what’s behind the wall. Read more »

You are my mother, a friend as well!
Never did You harm one but with a
Controlled patience of a good teacher, Read more »

It was a gem in the Himalayan bracelet of Bhutan;
gentle folds of land, bowing heads of corns,
a river gurgling beside. The people, Read more »

When Tshongpa Sonam of Rangkhar bought his first truck, he stuck pictures of elaborately drawn phalluses on the number plates.

Farmer Dorji Gyeltshen quickly carved a small wooden phallus when he noticed that his Ba-min had given birth to a calf. Read more »

In a small village, there lived a man and his wife, who gave birth to a beautiful daughter. A few days later, the mother died of an acute illness. The husband alone took the responsibility of looking after the daughter. Read more »

Trees not teased,
by the wind.
Silence lingers prolong. Read more »

During those moonless night

Of yore I do remember

On that hilly Tshenkharla Read more »

A guy in the right place with right people always wins the right battles. And same is true vice-versa. I was brought up in Bumthang. The tinsel town not large enough than a small village in some developed country, Read more »

One cold wintry night I went searching solace after she left me crying for years. I scrambled up the mountains and over the hills. I endured the pain of that icy-cold night. I heard the sound of my panting heart beating heavily. Read more »

I miss the shy music of amusing Yujugang
Here, the rivers are gagged with cruel garbage

I miss the warmth of my farm house’s heath Read more »

Growing up, there is an ideal world you want to make for yourself. You dream about it awake, and the heaven seems to come together to make it for you. All you need to do is study hard, do everything the good books say you need to do…and it’s all sundry. Read more »