I can never understand people who drink! Why do they drink? It’s not tasty! Most of the people I see drinking make faces while swallowing the spirit. Why do they force themselves? Who is hanging sword over their head to make them drink! I think those who drink because it helps them to socialse are just giving themselves poor excuses. Does that mean that those who do not drink don’t socialize? Those who drink to forget are just cowards!! They cannot face up to the reality and take refuge in drinking. A poor excuse to just keep on drinking. A case of sour grape!!
Posted on 04 Jul 2008 by AumMotay
What delicious news we used to share at the end of holidays during our stay in Sherubtse. Some sad, some good and some hilarious. Our group used to have lots to share that we bring back from home. Shagi ema, Haabi ruto, Shakam, Sikam, Zau etc etc. These stocks will last for a couple of camping trips to places such as Rangshikhar, Dhangling Tso or Dremitse which took a couple of days. The most exciting would be sharing experiences of what we had done at home and on the way back to College. We girls had boring stuff to share such as what we did at home with parents, went to visit relatives, went to watch festivals and so on or girls tend to relate the happy incidents and hold back the juicy and embarrassing gossips. However, our group consisted of boys who would recount their adventurous expeditions that they embarked on, especially those of the night adventures. Leaving aside several narrations of how our male friends were chased by angry fathers with knives on their night hunting expeditions, I am going to give an account of a very popular and common narration that I was to hear repeatedly, every time we came back from holidays.
Posted on 02 Jul 2008 by Cheche
He is standing there
Staring at me, the same looks
The same smile when we first met
My movement stiffened
My decision muddled
My smile frozen
My heart, oh my heart
Acting childish beat
Posted on 01 Jul 2008 by Lost
I tossed left and right. Trusting strongly on a joke, slept nude but mosquitoes is not embarrassed by my sacred nudity. I was still the best for the mosquitoes. And the whole night turned into terrible scratches, curses and claps (of course, not for the bites). The Chinese coil did the least to the mosquitoes, like it got resistant to DDT before a new resolution came wisely into action. I don’t know what my body will turn into in the morning.
Posted on 30 Jun 2008 by Shag
Every one has a memory that is imbibed in ones life. These are the memories that serve as the ingredients in the walks of life. Some reflect back with content and others with dissatisfaction; dwelling with the hopes of learning for every new day is a learning process…
Posted on 30 Jun 2008 by HBO
It was drizzling. The sun has already said goodbye and the darkness was creeping slowly. The last chirping of the birds for the day can be heard and the birds were flying back to their nests. Thimphu Street looked lifeless with no street lights other than brightness from the petite shops by the side of the road. I can see m dear brother who has crossed the road already heading to the shop. My sister was following him and I was following both of them.
Posted on 30 Jun 2008 by Irreplaceable
Is this love?
This restlessness
This longing
This yearning
Posted on 29 Jun 2008 by AumMotay
We all know that the new English curriculum is set towards achieving a higher standard of English and the overall education system in our country. This curriculum is student centred and it provides a grand learning canvas where the students explore the different genres of literature along with the four strands: reading, writing, speaking, and listening. However, the new curriculum, I feel, has a very long way to go until it can finally take root in the Bhutanese Education System. Without the effort from the teachers, students themselves and from the curriculum developers, the new curriculum is only going to be a wasted endeavour.
Posted on 29 Jun 2008 by Novu
Silent moblile on the hand
She stood under the tree
Pitch of darkness yet to creep
Slowly, blurdness took over her
Posted on 27 Jun 2008 by Irreplaceable
Here I bow to you thy Lord
I shall praise you with thy
Immeasurable and priceless quality
For you are, above all, The Mighty.
Posted on 25 Jun 2008 by Irreplaceable
Exams are going on and students are locked up in rooms making their last efforts and revisions for the papers next day. Some of them are literally struggling hard to mug up the chemical equations, mathematics formulae and history dates. Even at the last moment they want to study a bit to fetch one make that can make ocean of difference to them. Some have come out to escape the summer heat and study in the relatively cool street lights.
Posted on 25 Jun 2008 by Phuntshok88
Ever dreamt of changing your lifestyle,
Want to be a metaphor,
No need of a hospital
Sherubtse has the remedy.
Posted on 25 Jun 2008 by RchenLeythro
"hello! asl" the words flickered on the screen
thats how you made my dreams begin
in a virtual world i built castles in the air
thought this would lead to forever, i swear.
Posted on 25 Jun 2008 by my2cents
In the word of Shakespeare, “Life is a stage where everyone plays a role,” and for the Gedu zombie man, life definitely is a stage because his life is nothing more than staging a play. He lives in the mercy of his audience, who if elated enough would spare some cash or edible. Every morning, he wakes with the worry of where he would find the prospective audience and even if he find them, will they feed him. Nothing matter him, not those rude crowds sometime, who won’t think twice before throwing him bad remarks, but filling up his stomach through all means. Yet, he has survived thirty five years practicing the same trade of life – eating by entertaining.  Gedu Zombie: A victim of crooked Destiny Posted on 24 Jun 2008 by ugeent
As the years passed by I realized one thing about myself. That my memory power was not as good as it used to be; and as you associate with many people from many walks of life, sometimes it is very difficult to put correct names to faces and vice versa. Once, this brain of mine would remember everyone and place that person to an incident, place or situation. As I grew older I went to school where I met people, I went to college, there again my circle of associates increased, and then I joined works, got involved in social gatherings and so on and so forth. My books of people in my mind overflowed. So much so that a sometimes I landed myself in embarrassing situations.
Posted on 24 Jun 2008 by AumMotay
It’s true I do not walk a silky road
Nor am I rich to spare and share with fellows
I am not even religious
But spiritual, I am and empathize, I truly do.
Posted on 24 Jun 2008 by namguy9
There is always a dream we all chase
And a reality we seek to run from
There is always a dream we desire so much
Yet there is always a reality we choose to live in.
Posted on 23 Jun 2008 by Amore
There thrived that time
Not away from plain of this earth,
We with suffering today walk,
Groaning with unfulfilled desires talk,
Then never knew what was bitter, and
Sweet in that garden, peaceful land.
Posted on 20 Jun 2008 by leywang
Faiga shekpa kamni
Meto yurni jongma
Shingai fothni faani
Dhoendha hungrang mala.
Posted on 20 Jun 2008 by namguy9
Whoooooshhhhhhhhhhh
Genie rides his magic carpet
To escape beyond time and dimension
Anachronistic and volatile is he
Posted on 17 Jun 2008 by Lost
Kinley Om is a new mom. At the moment, she does not have to worry much. Her husband is with her supporting her and the baby. Her sister had come from the village to show her the art of baby care. But Kinley cannot stay peaceful for long. The government has plans to shorten the maternity leave. She is not sure if she would fully recover from the caesarean she had gone through. Her wounds need to be healed. Her bleeding has to stop properly.
Posted on 17 Jun 2008 by Cheche
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