The burden of deciphering ourselves is a beginning and it’s not an easy journey. It’s wonderful it’s happening and we will see where it takes us.
Poet/writer Bhuchung D. Sonam speaks to Tsering Namgyal Khortsa on his novel The Tibetan Suitcase.
“I am Indian, perhaps more Indian than you. Why do I need a certificate?”
The fading mirage, / The offspring of those poor and clandestine tribes, / Amidst the great mountains and flowing rivers,
What can we offer and what can we do for our sisters and brothers in Tibet? What can we do for our sisters and brothers in this shrinking global village?
Majestic peaks, crowned with eternal snow / swaying in the blue heavens.
As the purple sky kisses the horizon once again / Life retires in the warmth of the chimney fire,