Sunday, April 9, 2017

Endemic Orchids in Bhutan Revised

Here is the list of revised list of orchids endemic to Bhutan.

From "The Orchids of Bhutan (Flora of Bhutan)", 2002:
  • 1.     Bhutanthera albosanguinea
  • 2.     Bhutanthera albovirens
  • 3.     Bhutanthera himalaica
  • 4.     Bulbophyllum leopardinum var. tuberculatum
  • 5.     Cheirostylis sherriffii
  • 6.     Epigenium navicularis
  • 7.     Eulophia stenopetala
  • 8.     Goodyera alveolatus
  • 9.     Herminium pygmaeum
  • 10. Hetaeria pelota
  • 11.  Papilionanthe greenii
  • 12.  Pomatocalpa bhutanicum
  • 13. Vanda bicolor
  • 14. Vanda chlorosantha

From the "Plants Endemic to Bhutan Himalaya", 2015: (few changes in species)
  • 1.     Bhutanthera albosanguinea
  • 2.     Bhutanthera albovirens
  • 3.     Bhutanthera himalayana
  • 4.     Bulbophyllum leopardinum var. tuberculatum
  • 5.     Cephalanthera erecta var. oblanceolata
  • 6.     Cheirostylis sherriffii
  • 7.     Eria bhutanica
  • 8.     Eulophia stenopetala
  • 9.     Goodyera alveolata
  • 10. Herminium pygmaeum
  • 11. Hetaeria pelota
  • 12.Oreorchis sanguinea
  • 13. Papilionanthe greenii
  • 14. Pomatocalpa bhutanicum 

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Pictorial Tour to Royal Manas National Park, Bhutan

A brief visit to the Royal Manas National Park, southern Bhutan

To get to the range office we have to drive 11 km from Panbang and cross the river via boat across Manas river.

There are few domesticated elephants and you also may encounter wild elephants, they may not be so friendly. 

Also be careful, this is the footprint of a tiger paw.

You can relax and think about life here or go for rafting. 

Sambhar deer is best friend among the foresters of the park.

You also get an overview of sub-tropical forest, river is so calm!

Off course, park has twin water falls, photographed from a car, next time I will capture the entire fall with better shot :) 

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

SIKKIM – Requiem for a Himalayan Kingdom ~ Andrew Duff

A book review

Sikkim was an independent small nation in the Himalayas, like a fairy-tale kingdom with a king and an American queen. Sikkim is now an associate state of India, lying in the northeast India, bordered with China in the north, Bhutan in the east and Nepal in the west. The author, Andrew Duff in his book ‘Sikkim: A requiem for a Himalayan Kingdom’ describes vividly the true story of this tiny country, which was annexed by India in 1975, despite being survived throughout the reign of the British Empire in India.

King Thondup Namgyal mostly referred as ‘Chogyal of Sikkim’ was the 12th and the last Chogyal of the Kingdom of Sikkim and his beautiful American Queen Hope Cooke the last queen of Sikkim. Chogyal Thondup’s like for alcohol was well known among his people. Andrew Duff through his extensively researched book goes into the details of the situation and annexation of Sikkim. Sikkim being faced threats from China after the annexation of Tibet by the Chinese, the Chogyal Thondup developed good relation with Indira Gandhi, then the prime minister of India and signed a treaty between the two countries. Sikkim then had been the protectorate of India, especially with the dealings of foreign affairs.

The book points out the troubles and efforts the Chogyal has put to ensure Sikkim’s identity as an independent and sovereign country reaching out internationally. Thondup through his various connections with India, US embassy and other countries had always tried to be a member of the United Nations, unfortunately Sikkim has not been able to obtain a membership in the United Nations. Thondup wanted the similar status of Bhutan as an independent country, since Bhutan had already became a member of the United Nations.

Due to geopolitical problems and the pressure from China in the north, India was concerned about the situation of Sikkim, since China seemed interested in Sikkim and other parts of country. India gradually got involved in the internal politics of Sikkim and constitutional democracy was enforced, in which the Kazi and Kazini, pro-Indian politicians gradually was gaining political power with the backup from India. Despite having treaty between the India and Sikkim, Indian involvement in Sikkim kept on increasing with the appointment of a political officer and increasing the presence of Indian military. Thondup’s power kept on diminishing and his hope for an independent nation seemed to fade away and in addition his wife the queen Hope Cooke has returned to New York. Hope Cooke also did try to help Thondup to strengthen the status of Sikkim, she also founded the Friends of Sikkim in America and also consulted many officials from the United Nations for the membership but in vain.

Soon, Sikkim got gradually flooded with immigration of Nepalese and Indian population, which made Thondup even more worried that his ethnic might turn into a minority. With the constitutional democracy in place, Kazi and the Indian appointed political officer with the help of India conducted election in Sikkim to merge Sikkim with India as an associate state. This book describes in great detail of the status of the Chogyal and the electoral processes. Majority of votes favored Sikkim to be an associate state of India and the position of Chogyal was eventually removed. Thousands of Indian military were present in Sikkim, public demonstrations were evident and the Chogyal’s palace was also surrounded the Indian armies. In 1975, Sikkim became the 22nd state of India despite having strong opposition from China.

This book reminds me of how fragile the smaller countries are especially when its neighbors are large and powerful. As a Bhutanese, I am very much thankful to our brave and farsighted kings.

Monday, October 3, 2016

Visit to Phajoding, Bhutan

Again here are some pictures from my visit to Phajoding trek, in Thimphu, Bhutan
Hiking at night


View of the Thimphu city from Phajoding

High up int he Himalayas among the dwarf rhododendrons  

Glimpse of Venice

Here are few photos of my visit to Venice, a beautiful island.

Bride and the Groom having good photo session in Gondola, Venezia  

And the Gondola parking

Realto bridge

Murano Island; renowned for Murano glass. 

Murano glass, amazingly some Murano glasses can change colors

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

New York visit


Governors Island 

Statue of Liberty

World Trade Centre

Times Square

Tibetan traditional musk in American Natural History Museum 

Dinosaur in American Natural History Museum, NYC 

Egyptian mummy in Metropolitan Museum, NYC

View from Empire State Building

Thursday, January 7, 2016

the reasons I won’t be coming – Elliot Perlman

This book comprises of nine interesting stories. Perlman is tells his stories with varied introductions and storylines. Some of the stories really moves you and gets caught up in reading till the end. Some stories have awards to their name, which I must say it deserves it. Among this stories, I liked most the last story of the book A Tale in Two Cities, which is the lengthiest of all. Story ranges from thriller to love story to human conditions. You may not want to miss some of it. But don’t get discourage to find the story you don’t like. And honestly I did not get few stories what it was all about.

Perlman has a unique narrative skills, he can perfectly put down his ideas, descriptions and plots. It’s written in simple and easily understandable and is a good read. What I like is his skill to narrate the whole situation or life into a short description. 

Monday, December 21, 2015

Memories I wish it exist and doesn't exist but existed

I lay on a wooden bench in a small park on a beautiful sunny day with my view on few clouds floating in the blue sky. Thimphu's weather was extremely beautiful. Light wind gusting in the willow trees, standing few yards from my bench. I was probably laying there for about an hour now, thinking randomly about life and work. I thought of my childhood days in a remote school and that too in a boarding dormitory. I was unable to take care of my own things and it really was difficult for me to wash my own cloths. I have hardly done that at home. I always wished my mom to be in dormitory whenever its weekend. Nevertheless, one of close friend always does the washing for me so in return I treated him in fact treated us lunch or dinner. I pondered how memories can float like the clouds above, and slowly fading away unknowingly.

Just an hour later, a lady just sat next to my bench and she was smiling at me. I smiled back too. She looked younger than me in around twenty two or three. She had long black hair, wearing skinny jeans with a black top. Her smile was beautiful and infectious. I wondered where this lady is from and what made her come to park, though it was none of business. I turned toward her and she was staring at me. All I could do was think, why she is staring at me, is something wrong with me, does she know me or do I know her. She greeted with her low voice and introduced herself as Yeshay. I introduced myself as Rinzin. We talked, actually she talked most of the time about her life and her dreams, I was there listening and nodding to her every line. And we exchanged our phone numbers, since then we were chatting like there was no tomorrow. So, I started to like her more and maybe she did too.

It was one day that she told me she was going out with her friends and we chatted erratically thereafter. Everything seemed to be doomed for me, since I longed for her and only her by now. I couldn’t figure out why we were drifting apart, leave meeting each other aside, we weren’t even chatting properly. I felt awkward to chat with her. I thought on it a lot but couldn’t really figure out anything. I wondered why on earth I met Yeshay, if I hadn’t met her I would be having good times. I couldn’t forget her easily, she was long gone far from me now. Probably, she saw some incompatibility between us or she just met another guy much better than me, anyhow I didn’t have any quality that was so great. We didn’t contact each other, I rejoiced the moment we met. I felt lucky to have met her, which in fact I feel little bit stronger now. I always wish to thank her. I was there, lying on the same bench again wondering how I would have been, if I was with Yeshay.

Friday, December 4, 2015

Wind-Up Bird Chronicle - Haruki MURAKAMI

Haruki Marakami’s book Wind-Up Bird chronicle is one of his best novels, it has some awards to its name. This hard-to-review masterpiece vaults into first rank international fiction novels.

Toru Okada leaves his job and stays home unemployed while his wife, Kumiko goes for work. He is more like an emotionless man but thinks too much. They somehow get divorced upon losing their cat in first place and subsequently, most of the things tend to remain mysterious to Toru. They named their cat Noburu Wataya derived from Kumiko’s borther name, Noboru Wataya. Toru meets lots of somewhat mysterious and crazy-like people like Malta and Creta Kano sisters, Mr. Honda, a World War II lieutenant and strange Akazakis. He develops friendship with May Kasahara, whom he met when he was looking out for cat, and their relation tell us how small things and thoughts matters.

The buried secrets of the World War II are described vividly and intensely, that some of it might be disturbing (one can skip this chapter though). Russian and Japan conflicts, Mongolian guy skinning a Major, faraway torturous prison in Siberia and the secret agents; all these take us to the secrets of World War II.

Toru goes to the bottom of the well for some reason or no reason for few days as described by lieutenant while sharing his war experiences with Mongolians and Russians. Most of the time, Toru tries to contact or find his wife or ex-wife but some unknown factors of her brother Noburu Wataya plays major role to keep away Kumiku from him. The whole thing is somehow related to each other like Toru to World War II, well tale with Toru and lieutenant, Wind-Up bird that cries and winds spring, which only Toru hears.

Story keeps us going and its unpredictable what comes next. Murakami has profoundly put his imagination into words, and we tend to delve into his beautiful yet mysterious world of imagination.

A Wind-Up Bird Tattoo (Source: google)


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