Christening Our Literature: A Tough Nut?
Yati Raj Ajnabee Adelaide, Australia The present amphitheater of Bhutanese diaspora and its literature is going through ghastly blackout and the uncertainty of finding an appropriate term to label it […]
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Unborn child and the wishes he/she had
Hemanta Acharya Sydney, Australia I wish! The day I came into my mum’s tummy, I wished I could come out into the beautiful world, To taste the changing nature, variety […]
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Fledged Age
Keshav Nepal USA In the dead of the night a cock did crow, I heisted once the warm quilt to throw. Greatest regret would it have been, Not to be […]
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Farewell
Keshav Nepal USA Dear oh Mother ! Since you parted, Gloomy are my days, away is the happiness darted. What the burden! What the pain! Did you bear, just to […]
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Continuity of our Language & Literature
Nepali Bhasa was one of the important communication languages of southern Bhutan until the mid-1970s. In fact there was time when the school students sang national anthem in the Nepali […]
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Memoirs of My Life
Hem Nepal Des Moines, IA, US Back in 1990, when I wasn’t even born, the Bhutan government expelled the Nepali speaking people from the country of Bhutan. I don’t really […]
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Nelson Mandela
Hemanta Acharya Sydney, Australia You are the single hero Who fought against all odds, To bring justice and create new hope Without being afraid to cope You are the inspiration […]
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5th Anniversary Special Issue
It’s our pleasure to inform you that Bhutaneseliterature.com is celebrating its fifth anniversary on Wednesday, 7th May 2014. So as to keep our tradition breathing, we have decided to publish as […]
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Because it is free!
Narad Pokhrel Pennsylvania, USA I am reading between the lines. Read, and re-read For long, almost more than two decades and finally dare to write with great courage of all. […]
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Because I could not hold my head high
Narad Pokhrel Pennsylvania, USA When sense of hostility and sagacity stroked my mind I could not understand, the mystic bond of brotherhood makes all men one, And when I found […]
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Peeking the refugee camps through literary windows
I P Adhikari Adelaide, Australia Very recently we hosted the two most famous Nepalese comedians MaHa during their MaHa Yatra to seven Australian cities. We had the opportunity to honour […]
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Thank Thee, Beloved
Chabilal Thapa Alta, Norway After a long and weary quest Of a companion for my life sake, I met you waiting on my way With a sweet gift made of […]
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Felicitation
Chabilal Thapa Alta, Norway Eureka! Eureka! come everybody and see; We have found out a great treasure, “Curiosity”. After a long and weary quest We have found out it, and […]
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Dilapidated Home
Chabilal Thapa Alta, Norway On the lap of silvered – mountains lay A trainquil home of peace and gay. There dwelt ‘Two’ brothers with common mood With a deep sense […]
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Journey! Journey!! Journey!!!
Narad Pokhrel Pennsylvania, USA The symbolic resemblance of Journey! Journey!! Journey!!! All days, all nights, here, there and everywhere, By evoking the experience of traumatic events and hardships In the […]
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The Ultimate Wish
Chabilal Thapa Alta, Norway Man is born with numerous wishes, Mostly to be wise and to own riches; No wisdom,however,can quench his curiosity And no wealth on earth can give […]
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I would Print Life
Oh yeah! I remembered, life reminds once what I am for Oh yeah! I realized, why it keeps me awake all over It is not my duty that tells me […]
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In Her Reminiscence
Chabilal Thapa Alta, Norway My heart burns down when I recall- The cozy lap of her I slept on, The days I passed with her of delight And her face […]
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Missing You…
R N Pokhrel, PA, USA- That regular sofa We two used to sit and chat- Read, record and enjoy listening Our recorded voice; Is speechless this moment; The Mahabharata […]
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Hello, non-existing Dear,
R N Pokhrel Pittsburgh, PA,USA With my eyes tired and dried reminiscence limited in mind Unfinished are my most works, and, those plans we had together coined; it’s true Your […]
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“Driglam Namza” The Etiquette re-enforced
Chandra B Dahal/ Wellington, New Zealand I have been a long timer at Yangchenphug. It was then known as Thimphu Public School, the most favoured new nurturing crib of education to […]
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Unspoken Story of a Bhutanese Woman
Devi Subedi Erie PA, USA- The women literature course I took in my undergraduate Junior year showed me many wretched stories of women abandoned from literature and opportunities, stories of […]
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Life- thro’ my lens
Som N Bhandari Texas, USA Born to illiterate farmers in a traditional Bhutanese village without any access to the outside world and without any communication technology devices, I naturally had […]
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Thou are great!
Tika Sapkota Phoenix, Arizona, USA Thou heartily welcome thousands yearly as guest All poor and needy for protection Thou care, guide, resettle and govern them How lucky are they to […]
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Literature – the Foundations of Human Civilization
Tika Adhikari Winnipeg, Canada Literature has an important role in promoting and enhancing civilization. We can look at examples from historically known civilizations such as Roman, Greek, Indus Valley and […]
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Exiled agonies
Devi Subedi Erie, PA-USA In the beautiful village, country of the thunder Dragon, far in the eastern world, I was born. I was only in my fourth year of childhood, […]
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HEADWIND, Laxmi’s Story: In The Eyes Of A Little Reader-Dom
D. N. Kafley Adelaide, SA Headwind: Laxmi’s story:By Alice Anna Verheij. [The following is not a book review, but an appreciation note, thus avoids a detailed content wise exaggeration.] When […]
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Am I wrong?
Chandra B. Bhandari, Beldangi-I An Aphrodite attired in the gown of nature, Unaware of her semi-veiled nudity Like Sri Krishna while amongst his maidens, Does bloom uninvited in my garden […]
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Some Short Form Poems
D. N. Kafley Adelaide,SA 1. Half burnt autumn moon World’s only richest pauper Luring a pilgrim 2. Sleeping with the stars In the heart of Kathmandu A street urchin dreams […]
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Why?
Bibek Bhandari Erie, PA, USA Why should I cry and for who? Is it for that person who never loved me? Or for that person who used to love me? […]