Posts Tagged ‘friends’

A year and a month had passed when I finally start writing something about my hike to Sewla, after I accidentally browsed old folders in my computer and came across the photos  and like any other photos taken by digital camera, the photos were not printed. The strenuous hike uphill towards Sewla Goenpa  with my  heavy boots plastered with mud due to drizzle, Read more »

In a small village lived two men called Kumbu and Kuchu. They were best of friends and were always seen together. They used to go to the nearby villages to earn their living. Once they were returning home from another village when they met a rich man. The man gave them some flour. They decided to bake pancakes for their dinner.  Read more »

In the permafrost of memory;
Scattered are those scores;
Of remnants- the childhood colours- Read more »

Where is my wood growing?
Will I float home like they said?
Or drown in the sea? Read more »

Thanksgiving brought some unusual ‘thank you’ situation; walking in the street looking for a deal to work on I caught up with three of my high school friends whom I had long forgotten in the busy action and emotion packed schedule of life. Many giggling and quibbling later, we decided to pave the path for the other pedestrians and moved onto their room which was just round the corner. Read more »

The lights went off,
The room was dark and cold
Save from the light that came from my watch, Read more »

Sometimes I wonder how banks can lend so much money to their customers yet are able to get every single penny repaid on stipulated time. Of course there maybe some defaulters here and there, but on the whole, banks are able to reclaim the money that they lend to their customers. I envy banks for that kind of efficiency depicted. Read more »

Long ago there lived two friends. They were best of friends. They were always seen together. One day they planned to go and rob a lonely lady whose mother had died a few days earlier. As per their plan, they agreed that one of them would hide at the cremation ground Read more »

When you feel solitary
As if lost in the quagmire
Born of destitution; Read more »

When I met my childhood friend Pema, he was a changed person. There was pride and ego in his words, attitude in perspectives and behaved crummy to strangers. I left him alone with his new profound characteristics only to meet Simple Dorji few yards away. Read more »

Living life Bollywood style came as easy with imaginations fuelled by the numerous fantasies felt after watching lots of it all my life. As a small kid, the identical twins theory would twitch my heart and while one winced in pain inflicted in the other, I too would tremble as if we were triplets. 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 »

Weary but awake Tshewang wipes away the sleep from his glazed eyes and his world comes into focus. It is not really his world, but rather the one which he is encompassed by after his wandering from Tashi Yangtse has finally come to a close. After several months in an alien environment, he comes to terms with everyday life of Yangchenphug, almost. Read more »