Monday, June 13, 2011

Portrait of my brother

Portrait of my brother done using wash technique(water colour). This was done some years ago. He has been instrumental in shaping our (younger siblings) lives. We owe him so much. He deserves all our thanks and gratitude for his love and affection showered upon us.

Series of letters sent to me while you were at Colleges have definitely inspired me to pursue my degree too, and today I've a certificate that earns me my bread and butter. I value your advises for they always help me rejuvenate. You are one of my role models. Thank you, Acho.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

The Ruins of Nyalazur


Tales of Nyala Duem of Trongsa have been told and retold time and again. It has been heard and read by many, often rendering goose pimples all over the body, while it’s notoriety and wrathful nature makes one extra cautious every time we pass through Nyala Lungma. There were times when demons were active in most places. Therefore, it’s quite uncommon in Bhutan not to find deities and demons residing on every mountain tops and deep down gorges. Where demons ruled, humans were either devoured or compelled to abandon their homes – the ruins of which can be seen even today in some places.

One such ruin can be seen at Nyalazur, a place situated at few hours walk from Banjar village (Tsamang Gewog, Monggar Dzongkhag) to the north. Today, traces of totally dilapidated walls of once a beautiful home of one of the families of that locality can still be seen in the forest. People of that locality believe the Demoness of Nyalazur as the youngest sister of Nyala Duem while Demoness of Nyalamdung (Khoma Gewog) under Lhuentse Dzongkhag is the middle sister of the three demonesses.

The nature of Nyalazur Duem had not been any different from her elder sisters. Travelers were often surprised with her unexpected greetings – if people wore caps, their caps were thrown away; if people wore swords, swords were thrown away; if people rode horses, they were pushed off the saddle suddenly; and on many occasions she devoured people’s lives. Therefore, during those days people dismounted themselves from the horses, removed their caps and swords as they reach that area and travelled silently and in groups.