“Brevity is the soul of wit.” While Polonius’ use of this famous idiom in Shakespeare’s Hamlet is highly ironic given his verbosity, the maxim is apt enough. To me, proverbs embody the pith of this Shakespearean saying. They are these truth-rich, bite-sized linguistic delicacies that bring much satisfaction to the Read more…
The serpentine Hill of Nobulok, light on one side and dark on the other, is an earthly representation of Yin and Yang separating the Vale of Tsigo from the Hamlet of Khemdro. Where it tapers down south, it is said to resemble an elephant’s trunk – a holy likeness that Read more…
Ruins have always fascinated me. I remember a few year back when, as an intern at a local company in Mongar, I tried to clamber through the dense, leech-infested summer thicket to reach the old Zhongkar Dzong. Locals told me varying versions of haunting tales about the ruins, and its Read more…
An inside joke among some members of our community is that if someone complains every year about the winter being the coldest that particular year, he is being an Agpay Zego. Apparently, old man Zego loved to complain about the winter chills being the worst every year. Alas, let him Read more…
While going through my Lightroom catalogue recently, I stumbled across a picture that struck at the quintessential heart of the rustic place that’s a Phobjib farm. The photograph was dated March 5, 2018 – almost a year ago. It impressed me deeply because if I just walk down below our Read more…