A lot can happen in ten days. And a lot is seen and known in ten days: 1. Phoenix is friendly. The people are nice, even courteous. 2. Google Maps can get you lost even if it starts out with the best of intentions. 3. If you’re vegetarian and you’re used to the Indian McDonalds […]
This is the first post of a series called “Phoenix Rising” where I share stories of the people I meet here in the US, and my own as I navigate American waters. I saw Audrey Hepburn before I saw Austin Steiner. But Austin would have been hard to miss. He’s tall. My five feet three and […]
This first appeared in the June 13th issue of Business Bhutan. If I had to describe the nature of being Bhutanese, I would describe it like I would glue: Being Bhutanese sticks things tightly together. This is not just patriotism; this is the stickiness of our existence as citizens of a rather small country. […]
First appeared in Business Bhutan on June 6th 2015 for my weekly column: wordywise. Our youth are falling through the cracks. They are lazy and spoilt for choice. Our youth are killing themselves without a thought. They are wasting their lives. Our youth are lost. I have an uneasy feeling that our youth are internalising […]
There are two issues that affect me the most about the opening of slaughterhouses in Bhutan that go beyond hypocrisy, and individual right and wrong: If self- sufficiency is our goal, why are we harbouring the ambition to export meat to Singapore, Malaysia, and Hyderabad? Where is evidence that this was done through public consultation, […]
“If found guilty, the offence would be graded a fourth degree felony, and the men will also be liable to pay compensation to the husband.” I cannot believe I just read this line in Kuensel. This was stated by the newspaper’s sources (the police) and I cross-checked the Penal Code to ensure that this was […]
I went to watch “Gazoom” today. No expectations. At all. At the end of almost 150 minutes, I left the hall with a warm and happy heart. The film did not disappoint. At all.
It annoys me that young Bhutanese kids watch a lot of cartoons dubbed in Hindi or in Hindi. I get annoyed not because I believe that the ideal situation is where Bhutanese kids only watch cartoons in Dzongkha, I get annoyed because they do not have a choice. Or so it seems.
The “Sherubtse film industry” has produced about 14 films, so far. This is a group that is constantly changing. Constantly growing. Members have no real experience in filmmaking and no professional equipment. They have, in fact, been sharing/passing down a Nikon and Canon camera (over the years).
Are there enough youth-friendly spaces in Bhutan? A straightforward question which, unfortunately, did not elicit a straightforward response from me. Instead, the question turned into my shadow and finally into this: