Archive for August, 2011
Just a day before the time scheduled for PE by RCSC, I was not able to sleep well and whole nerves of my brain kept on reminding whether I can really cross the first dilapidated bridge. Furthermore, if I fail, the whole aim of my life will get ruined, and perhaps my illiterate mom and dad will scold me. So these days, my father always reminding me one thing; Read more »
In the past, the farmers of Bumthang were envious of those living in the valley of Mangde and Kurtoe because those two valleys besides having many hilly terrains managed to build beautiful terraces and grow paddy. But the poor Bumthaps despite having a beautiful valley with nearly plain topography, they could not grow paddy, which is why they mainly Read more »
When I think of the past, about eight years ago, there are moments that I miss, the moments that I cherish the most. Those memories seemed so blur and unclear to me. What was it that I felt I missed out that I couldn’t see it? What was it that was so important to me I just could not find out?
I sometimes wonder what I am and who I am. I am always lost and can’t figure out what actually I am. At times I find myself so strange and different. Why? I just don’t understand it. So lets just see what kind of a person I am and only then people can be able to judge and understand ‘Me’.
As we all know that Dawa Dangpa Losar is the only last losar in Bhutanese Calender. Everybody thinks to celebrate with delicious meals but nobody realizes how many animals have been killed just for the one day. Since it’s the social gathering for all us to enjoy with our beloved family, everybody works hard with enthusiasm and energy before losar to buy meat. Even the beggars Read more »
Around 9 in the evening at the downtown of Thimphu city, Domchung and Katu were abruptly disturbed from their sleep. Two middle aged men had started the brawl. Domchung lifted its head and sniffed the aroma of Sikam paa from the nearby building. The hunger triggered in Katu’s head too but kept its jaw on the hard cold pavement without the faintest hope the rich lady Read more »
By birth we are all strangers be it siblings or close relatives. Though the siblings inherit the same gene from a common parent, they all existed in different realms before the very existence in this world. Our parents’ give us a name and distinguish our unique identities and thus we become a part of them. So by virtue of being born in the same family and having resided under the same roof since our birth, Read more »