Teachers in Bhutan are civil servants. As civil servants, teachers (to uphold the higher moral integrity a...

I am never at ease each time I utter this word. A Dzongkha word, unfortunately. Don’t be surprised! ...

How many of you ever thought of donating your organs for other? Or have you ever come across any such person? Let me introduce you her...

I will never forget the harrowing experience of last evening. I narrowly escaped from the death’s jaw! Yes, I am talking about the 6.8 mag...

The essay below won me the second prize in the non-fictional essay writing competition organized by the Bhutan Centre for Media and Democr...

Believe me or not, I have this untreated attraction to flowers, understandably fatal. Perhaps flowers are beautiful but its delicacy and u...

Advice: If you truly believe in the existence of God, Heaven and Hell, please don’t read this post.   I had this dream recently. A dre...

Prologue: This is a true story narrated by my niece, Banira. It occurred at a remote village in Sarpang just a year before the anti-nati...