Tashi Tewa

      There are several reasons why I want to understand and practice Law. Discrimination and inequality, our community continue to experience are some of the main reasons. Other reasons as far as I can remember now are discussed here.                                                 Pic: Nyima Dhondup in his village First, during Winter Season, few of our villagers come to Kathmandu for pilgrimage annually. On the way to Kathmandu, they bring traditional food items, such as, Zimbu, Tsampa, Chilly, Tshurpi, Butter etc., for their consumption. Police often cease their luggage and usually stop them and cease those items from them. I have heard that police themselves consume those food items. Second, I cannot find any justice in my village. For instance, once, some thieves killed a person for ancient statues. Neither police came to arrest the thieves nor did the VDC chief help the family of murdered person to look for justice. In last three years, police has started t

My name is Nyima Dhondup Gurung. I am from Tinje VDC, Dolpo. My parents are farmer. I am from poor family. But, I am very lucky boy as I got chance to study with help of our sponsor Anrico la. By the help of our sponsor, I passed HSEB last year 2016. I passed my primary level (upto five class) from my village school. In the journey of my primary level, I did not get any problems in any field as every privileges were managed by parents and sponsor.  After finishing our primary level we were transferred to Kathmandu for our secondary level study. While we were learning for our secondary level every facilities were managed by our sponsor except our pocket money. As I am from a poor family, my parents suffered a lot even for managing my pocket money. Due to that struggle my parents had refused for my further study after SLC. But, I did not accept their decision and I came here for further study (+2) managing every expenses for the journey and my Higher Secondary Level (HSEB).

           सधैं झैं घरका नजिकै बस्ने चेङा मलाई तल्लो गाउँमा हुन लागेको भेलामा वोलाउन आई । खै के को लागि वोलाइएको थियो– त्यो भेला मलाई यादै भएन । खैर, गाईवस्तुलाई खाना दिई, कोठा सफा गरि र केही खाजा आफ्नो ढाडमा वोकी अरु छिमेकीहरुलाई पनि थाहा दिएँ भेलाको वारेमा । गुम्वा गाउँ जहाँ १२ जति घरधुरी छ, वीचको गाउँ, जहाँ मेरो समेत १० घरधुरी छ र तल्लो गाउँ जहाँ १५ घरधुरी समेत स्कूल पनि छ । मेरो गाउँको नाम ‘मु’ हो, जुन माथिल्लो डोल्पाको मुकोट गा.वि.स मा पर्दछ । जिल्लाको एयरपोर्टवाट समेत कम्ती ५ दिन पैदलयात्रा गर्नुपर्दछ तर त्यो प्लेन त मैले विरलै प्रयोग गरें, कस्तो महँगो र कस्तो गाह्रो त्यो टिकट काट्न । धेरैचोटि कम्ती ४,५ दिन जुफाल एयरपोर्टमा विताएको याद पनि छ । धेरै गाउँलेहरुले एयरपोर्टमा त्यतिकै बस्न वाध्य भएको र कोही त टिकट नपाएर जाजरकोट र रुकुमको ४,५ दिनको गाह्रो वाटो हिंडेका पनि छन्, सोलोवनवाट काठमाडौंको बस भेट्न । म धेरै जस्तो मुस्ताङको तिरी हँुदै झण्डै ५००० मिटरको उचाइमा रहेको ३ वटा लेक काटेर करिब ४,५ दिनको पैदल यात्रा गरेर काठमाडौंवाट म मेरो गाउँ पुग्छु । काठमाडौं जान परे पनि म त्यही मा

   Born in Karang-4, Saldang, Pema Gojor is currently conducting a research about the Monasteries of Dolpo. He was one of the three Dolpo people who were assigned to this research by Nyinchung Tulku Rinpoche. Though later he became the only one to conduct the task, he did not refrain but continued the task for four months in Dolpo. He journeyed through all 7 Village Development Committees (VDCs) of Dolpo while interviewing locals including the related people of monasteries. These people included monks and many others. As this task mainly fell during the season of spring and summer, the weather supported him though the treacherous journey at times warned him too. Remembering a moment when he felt that he nearly died as he reached Tingyu VDC (at-least four days away from Dunai) from Dho VDC, he was relieved to find some seep of local brewery products to breathe in his life. On the other hand, he remembers an old monk who does not know anything about his own monastery. This also put G

When the first anger was smeared at us,  We should have United,  When our first door was kicked and destroyed,  We should have United, When our first statue was looted, We should have United,   When the first gun was pointed at us,  We should have United,  We should have United, & We should have fought back. Our silence, amidst all, is just a surrender or  Are we preparing well for the 'big' fight?  Or will it just be too late,  Then, To clutch our fists together, n  Held our hands?  Or Will our history swipe it all? When we should have United,   When the first anger was smeared at us... Date: 15th October 2016, Saturday

            There would be very few who wouldn't imagine an ideal and just society, a sort of an utopia. How would you, then define a just or an ideal society and what do you mean by it? The questions have directed many Greek philosophers towards a relentless quest too. 'Long' and the 'big' books written by the likes of Plate, Socrates, and Aristotle still exist. Such question still shapes our continued and contemporary way of thinking and it has indeed affected our daily lives too though its conceptualization and expressions could be different to many. In my understanding of a just society, the very idea of recognition, respect and a 'dignified life' remain pivotal. Without recognition and respect, it would be nearly impossible to discuss such society and even begin the discussion. There are also 'anomalies' and 'deviance' within the Himalayan community, such as Dolpo, known as 'Gaa-ra' who are still treated 'unequally'. Unk

              I was amazed and curious when I saw one of my friends posting her picture in wechat. I saw a woman-nun teaching a group of another women. I have rarely seen such activity though I am sort of aware of this fact in any nun Monastery. Her origin in Dolpo also added mine pursuit. Once I saw her picture, I instantly asked my friend, Wangdrak, "who is she?" and he said: "She is my sister, who is the First Lopon of Dolpo. Her name is Nisher Bhumchok and she is now in Inda". This further made me anxious over why she chose to spend her life in India than in her village and why she became a Nun. As she is now in India, it was little hard to communicate directly with her but with Wangdrak support, I am glad that I somewhat succeeded to complete this brief interview with her. This short conversation including her reply will definitely shed some lights over the situation of girls and women of Dolpo.                                                          Pi