Where Tibetans Write
Review of book A Home in Tibet by Tsering Wangmo Dhompa
Interpretations of our reality by outsiders telling fantastic tales have turned us into a mono-coloured one-size-fits-all single commodity.
He reads the letter again, slowly absorbing each word. Athar blurts, “What’s the news, genla? Don’t worry, we are all here for you, the entire school is here for you.” “They want me to get married”, says Thupten.
By combining the power of the head of government and the head of state, as it appears to have happened in the case of the “Sikyong”, there has been a profound and fundamental change in the Tibetan political system — with no real discussion of the issue.
The bleak scenario in China, perhaps, is an opportunity for the Tibetans to renew their passion, recalibrate their strategies, and be even more focussed in their struggle for a free Tibet.
One of the rare advantages of being born a refugee is that you become bilingual by default.
Poem by Tendor: I heard someone in the street say / This was the year when you lost
Review of film Old Dog, The Sun-Beaten Path by Pema Tseden , Sonthar Gyal
The two films tell stories of everyday existence which are distinctively Tibetan stories, but which at the same time address universal themes of struggle and redemption without sentimentality or romanticization.
His Holiness simply wants to be one among the Tibetans and continue to serve the cause of Tibet.
Instead of begging His Holiness to lead us on, we must come forward and take up the challenge he is handing over to us, his children.
“I am Indian, perhaps more Indian than you. Why do I need a certificate?”
It’s up to India to decide whether to host such a dharma avatar as the Seventeenth Karmapa as a refugee, or to hand the sceptre to a triumphant China.
Last Sunday on October 3rd, thousands of Tibetans went to the polls to vote for the Prime Minister and MPs of the Tibetan Government-in-Exile.
Review of film Acho Namgyal: Shey Kyi Jinpa by Sonam Tashi and Eric Henningsen
Shey Kyi Jinpa constitutes both a timely and, hopefully, restorative vehicle – offering the possibility of a renaissance of interest in Nangma, and the birth of a new generation of Tibetan musicians.
Since the politics of Dharamshala now seem to be a equally shrouded in mystery and silence as those of the most uncommunicative totalitarian nation,
To call Ngabo a patriot and to put him on the same pedestal as the Great Thirteenth is a historical error.