I have been sitting here since early this evening. Actually, I want to do something. Right here. Now. To write down my heart’s content on ...

The tall notice (order) came. And the gate of Samdrupjongkhar was closed, sturdily. Not a single Bhutanese vehicle was allowed to go o...

Perhaps it’s said by one of my favorite classic novelists, George Eliot, this has become my delicious quote of autumn this yea...

A few days ago, I was in Thailand, a land fondly known to its people as “The Land of Smile”. But quite surprisingly, this country of smile...

When you get hold of a good book to read, you feel happy. But when you could grab a book written by your own friend, it simply thrills y...

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 ...