It was a time of darkness (mon) in Bhutan, when the Guru first passed by what he called then, the Mon Yul (land of darkness), in the eighth century. No religion then, savage and hostile, the early inhabitants of this land were said to be warring little tribal groups, who often took to cannibalism. As […]

“O’ my! What else is he going to pull out of there?” one curious blond delegate was said to have whispered to the other, their necks constantly turning to check-out the portly Bhutanese representative. Layers of bound documents and files came out of the Bhutanese pouch (hemchu) that piled on the table, including a cassette […]

Typical of Bhutanese roads, long and arduous they are, characterised by gut-lifting sharp bends, steep descents and groaning ascents. Add to that, along certain sections of the road, the eerily narrow stretches, unexpected potholes, butt-cringing sinks and sullen mists that cling to the windscreen. They all make up the thrill of driving on Bhutanese roads. […]

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