Archive for August, 2012
He sniffs the cold air and approaches her. She is reluctant. She moves away. It takes enormous patience for the males in the world of dogs to find the mates. After waiting for some time and surveying the area of other competitors, he makes his move. There are no other dogs except few onlookers whom he does not care much. They are human beings. Read more »
After 5 p.m. I know where to find my Hubby; it’s been almost a month now that he has been sincerely following the routine, including weekends. The Departmental Football Tournament is going on at RIM ground and Motithang ground, a match each every evening and two during the weekends. (I think Read more »
These days wherever you go it is the donation box of Semchen Tshethar Tshogpa that follows. You go to a tshechu it is there. You go to a lhakhang it is there. You attend a wang (blessing ceremony) it is there already and the donation box is there at all religious or Buddhist events in the country. Everyone likes what the tshogpa is Read more »
On his recent visit to my place, my dad was shocked to find, or rather not find a phallus outside my house. He insisted that I should display one, either outside the house or hanging from the door top. He had an explanation for why my wife was always sick; that evil eyes are on us since we didn’t have a phallus to guard against them. Read more »
I can buy chilies with pride and I can also buy radishes, tomatoes, cabbages or turnips with complete ease. Recently I ran to a shop and asked if they have some underwear. The lady at the counter immediately showed me so many different brands and colored underwear. She showed no sign of embarrassment. But definitely Read more »
Every time I pass by a shop selling baby slippers and shoes, I am reminded of this story. My nephew R was barely three years old when I bought him his first pair of crocs - a tiny pair of red crocs for a little guy. He must have been so tired of wearing shoes the whole time that his excitement knew no bounds that evening. Read more »
Being parents is not only about procreating. It involves a lot of other things. A parent is a mother, father, teacher, friend, nanny, nurse, judge, referee, mentor, critic and a host of other things. All in one, not necessarily in that chronological order though. A good half of our lives are spent on parenting our own Read more »
I’ve always been fascinated by a Bhutanese folktale about an old man called Meymey Heylay Heylay. It is indeed a simple yet wonderful story of Meymey’s carefree and happy life. One day while hard at work in his field he swings his spade onto something hard and digs out a huge turquoise. Meymey looks Read more »
One or two drinks can make you feel relaxed and confident. But if you drink too much, it could be a different story. You could end up slumped on the floor, fighting, vomiting, miserable or just plain boring. I bet almost all of the people drinking alcohol has experience those symptoms. Frankly, I slipped Read more »
On behalf of all its members, Writers Association of Bhutan (WAB) would like to wish all our Indian brothers, sisters and friends, a very happy 66th Independence Day today.
May the bond of friendship between Bhutan and India flourish forever and ever.
May peace and harmony exist amongst the friendly neighbours! Tashi Delek!
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” asked my teacher. I was 12 years old – at the threshold of becoming a teenager. With constant flow of snorts (the pace was even faster when nervous), I replied, “A lecturer.” Then, to me it was just a random pick. It sounded fancy. Thus began my dreams. Read more »