Posts Tagged ‘village’

A foreign dog lost its way and got stranded in the jungles of Bhutan. A few days later, he reached a small village somewhere in Bhutan. Since the dog could not understand the language of the natives, he went from one house to another looking for someone who could speak and understand his language. As he walked through the village, Read more »

I still remember the first time I heard this word. It was the same year the biggest  flash flood occurred in the small town I lived in with my parents. I had been spanked by my mother repeatedly for going for swimming in that small stream but back then I always thought that she spanked me for bringing home tadpoles in empty beer bottles on my way back home, Read more »

According to the 59^th issue of Business Bhutan the poor people of Zhemgang are going to be the first privileged Bhutanese citizens to host top and world class athletes in their Olympic-like-stadiums and the pride of having 5 star hotels with sports stars and tourists coming from world over is already lingering through the vales and hills of this small, silent nearly snoring Panbang town. Read more »

Once there lived a couple. The husband was a merchant who had to travel to distant places to sell his goods. One day he was on a business trip, leaving behind his pregnant wife. He travelled for many days and nights exchanging goods in different places. Read more »

Who says Yongmin is not beautiful? Who says my Yongmin is not beautiful? Why she is called Yongmin? And what is beauty to the world?

I call her Youngmin not because she is impaired 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 »

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 »

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 »

(This is an article I wrote as part of my course in RIM and had been published in the institute’s newsletter afterwards)

Thimphu City is a melting pot of people, culture and ideas. At least five different ethnicities live here harmoniously. They weave their lives around a central national theme while acknowledging their diversity and rejoicing in it. It is located in along the flat fertile Wang valley. It is said that when modern governance was introduced in the country, some of the most learned Gurus said that Thimphu must be the capital if it has to work. Today, it is the seat of the Central Government and our much revered Monarchs’. Read more »

Life has never been blessed for him. A young and energetic boy, good in studies and games, Dendup was loved by all. He was the dearest child for his family. He helped his parents during his holidays and other times. He did well in his studies and fetched first divisions time and again. He completed his primary education and was sent to a school which was far away from his village. He did well there too. Everyone appreciated his  attitude  and manners. He was decorated as the best student. Read more »

My adorable parents
You live far away behind the mountains
Your true son works for a living
Very far away from you Read more »