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He and I

The moon shone over my head last night.
I first saw him during my usual rounds. Till then I had thought no man could ever have a place in my heart. I have seen many men but this particular man caught my fancy. The feelings that crept into my heart at the sight of him scared me. Read more »

Quandary of a recurring dream

There was a heavy rainfall and all around her looked dark and frightening. She was drenched in the rain and she was near the river bank. She saw the boys from class twelve standards in the river and they were trying to cross the river on the thin plank. She was beckoning towards the boys, and telling them to be careful and come quickly.

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Missed call alerts

It was 10 P.M. when Thinley saw his mobile ringing. It stopped again. It was a missed call. He did not check as he was reading a literature book. The pages flipped one by one. The phone rang again. It missed too.

No sooner did the phone ring again Akash stepped out of the table and grabbed the phone. He called back. “Hello, wh Read more »

Across the Distance

I said, “Hi”.
Wangs replied, “Hi, how are you?”
“I am fine and what about you?” Read more »

In search of Happiness

‘You are born free but remain in chain thereafter.’ Since he read this life, Sagar was annoyed with the social system human beings created. He would imagine a free and independent life. His indoctrination was that real happiness in life is attainable only one is free. For Sagar happiness matters a lot – whether it is for work, play, wander, sleep or rest. Read more »

Hidden love calls

She was such an excitable girl that even a single ring on her cell phone could delight her for a moment. She was a little conceited too so that she thought everyone should admire her. Even so Yangchen always misses her husband whenever he is on duty– she’s very considerate. She was newlywed to Rigden, a bank officer and that is why she missed him every single minute. Read more »

A Moment to Treasure

The night was silent. The gentle breeze was blowing and the stars lit up the place. Indeed it was beautiful night one would fancy a walk but she didn’t. She lived alone in the house. She took dinner early as there was no electricity she had to use gas stove and battery lamp for lighting. She was reciting her evening prayer when she heard a knock at her door. Read more »

She needs to sleep

Tears trickled down her cheeks as she sat on her bed in the corner of her dark gloomy room. As usual, the four walls of her room is her only companion. Beside her, her two children slept so peacefully not knowing the pain of their mother. Looking at them and placing her hand on their forehead, she cried more…and more… This was the usual Read more »

Midnight phone calls

“Deki…Deki! Can you hold this table for me,” Karjey climbed on it to fix the portrait of His Majesty the King on the wall of their large spacious living room in one of the apartments that they hired recently in Thimphu. That was the last thing left to declare them settled that evening. Karjey got down the table and diligently Read more »

24 hours On: the Real Supermom

“Sleep well my guests and see you tomorrow morning,” wished Aum Penzin as she lit the bunch of bamboo from the furnace. She served us Kharang mixed with white rice and ema datsi for our dinner. She prepared us our bed in her altar room and served us zimchang – ara to ensure good night’s sleep. But for Aum Penzin, activities kept rolling in one after another and to miss Read more »

Top Dogs and Bottom Feeders

Whether they came from some far off galaxy or had been here, well-hidden, all along, we were never to know. One day, they simply appeared among us, big, terrifying… and incredibly ugly. It was a day like any other on this planet we call Earth, all of us going about our lives as usual, in our various countries, cities, towns and such. The latest wars and mini-wars, Read more »

The Shovel in her heart

It was his turn next. Miss Tulsi waited while he gave her a hard stare before getting up with great reluctance. “I’m Tshewang…….” The pause was the silence before the storm, “….and I LOVE CRICKET,” he boomed. The whole class turned towards Tshewang whose introduction to their new class teacher sounded more of an angry grunt than the normal shy ones. Read more »

The Unseen Payment

“Dema! Dema!” The dusk had long fallen but Dema was still outside playing with her friend, Pema. They were neighbors. Her mother’s shrill voice sounded frighteningly clear in her ears; but she was so engrossed in the game she was playing that she didn’t want to pay heed. Her mother called again. This time she threatened to beat her when she came in. She defied that too and Read more »

In the making of recipe-the happiness

With the parking light flickering on, Sonam waited for his wife. Dasho Benji and Gangchu were rocking the valley on Radio Valley. Dasho was again at his best reflecting upon the life and asking idle youths to get engaged in simple things such as learning to cook granny’s favourite recipe. Sonam pondered over his own life which was much of fussing inside his mind. Read more »

The Other Woman

“How was the meeting?” I stared deep in her eyes searching for guilt; maybe pain but my eyes just met with her empty stare. I peered deep, I remembered someone had once told her that her eyes had a depth that could drown him, and I realized the truth as I sat right opposite her, looking at the most lifeless pair of eyes. Read more »

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