Gaselo Central School in Wangduephodrang has left me fascinated, inadvertently though. During my visit to the school last week to teach th...

Every year, when the monsoon hits, Chuzagang is remained cut off from rest of the world. The rains, outrageous in nature and size, alway...

Somewhere at the start of April 2016, I met my college friends, Sonam and Tshering, in a place by the name of Hauz Khaz Village. In South ...

I had been telling him to leave his village. I had been persuading him to come to Thimphu and work here. This, I did persistently, loudly....

This valley is mystical, very alluring. The land that is unlikely, unashamedly awe-inspiring and magnificent.   The valley of Paro. I wa...

I’ve thought long where to begin this letter. For it’s very difficult to put my thoughts into words here. Still though, I ought to write ...

How do you imagine your life without art? How do you imagine this world without art? I started asking these questions after I had attended...

A month ago, I had travelled to Pemagatshel. It was my first visit to this place. Like most of you, this remote southeastern dzongkhag ...