Flower Power – Jurmi Chhowing

I thought the incumbent party would pull through the primaries. Man – you never know how this specimen known as the Bhutanese will vote. It doesn’t matter what you think or what I think – they are an alien species full of middling-fingering surprises. And I say that with a lot of admiration and a […]

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My Spirit and I – Vinita Dawra Nangia

While we may tame our social selves, our inner selves live on unencumbered and unshackled – true and childlike forever. My spirit jumps up to dance in the rain while I lag behind, hesitating, calculating, wondering …and then discarding. She looks in through the window, beckoning, wondering, pleading…. and then gives up on me. She […]

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