Proud to be a Sikkimese: Sikkim Travel, Culture & Local Heritage

I remember I remember nostalgia I remember cordial summers I remember docile winters I remember festive monsoons I remember inviting meadows I remember majestic mountains I remember snow masking sorrows I remember the sun painting its masterpiece I remember the sweet breath of nature I remember its ominous presence I remember love in every fruit I remember passion in every bird’s poetry I remember mystery in the prayer flags I remember relief in the hot soup I remember perfection in the water I remember magic in the poison ivy I remember clarity in the waterfall I remember home in the midst of nature I remember brilliance in the past I remember nostalgia   Animesh Gautam  Year 1, Symbiosis School for Liberal Arts

My mother O! The moving air, O! The moving air, When you move around, did you hear of my mom? I feel, she is somewhere there beneath the blue sky, she hides. She is timid, she is shy, look for her, and you might get her. Do tell her, we miss her, Do tell her, we still believe her. Our world has not changed; our memory isn’t so bad, Unplugged we do live to her; do tell her, we love her. O! The moving air, Help me send my message, Help me on my words. Memory keeps on coming, Eye dries up every morning, But the moment is still alive, alive to my heart, alive to my breath. I keep on saying, there shall come a day, someday, We shall meet again, Where I shall again touch her, feel her. If you happen to meet my mom, Promise her to visit us, to the same place, To the same heart, where she left for forever. O! The moving air.

SINGTAM: The town of Singtam celebrated and enjoyed the 23 rd Basibiyalo program that was held at East Point SSS premises with noted personalities from Sikkim Nepali literature participating in it. The Basibiyalo program, conducted and organised under the leadership of Mohan Pradhan “Neeraj”, is the talk of the town, with people of all ages participating in it, and its success story has also been appreciated beyond Singtam. Mohan Pradhan “Neeraj” is the major factor behind the program. The personalities attending the function included Raj K Shrestha, Dhruva Lohagan, Deo Kumar Dumi, Lalita Karkidoli, Amar Baniya Lohoro, Arjun Piyush, BB Rai, HN Sharma, Ganesh Rai, Bishnu Rai, Radha Pradhan, and others. The Chief Guest, Dhruva Lohagan, lit the diyo that was followed by the introductory poem recitation by Mrs Jayashree Chettri.  The poets to follow after her included Prakash Subedi “Khamdungea”, Radha Pradhan, Amar Bania “Lohoro”, Arjun Piyush, Dev Narayan Sharma, Bhupal Kaush...

by Hira Chettri Poetries, songs, one act and ghazals prime attractions Kalimnews, 13 June : C.K Shrestha addressing the basibiyalo 78 th episode of monthly literary programme Basibiyalo (pastime) was held today at Sub-division Library Hall, Kalimpong. The programme jointly hoisted by Shiba Chhetri ‘Sibu’ and Raju Bhgai was attended by more than fifty literary figures mostly from younger generation. In the programme, which is organized every second Saturday here, C.K. Shrestha, a reputed playwright, was present as the guest who also happens to be the founder of this popular programme. Other figures included novelist Gyan Sutar, senior woman writer Smt. Sanumati Rai, B.K. Shilal, Samsher Ali, B.R. Raichamling, T.N. Subedi, Dr. Kamal Pokhrel, Mira Chhetri, Capt (Retd) Bhumi Raj Rai, Jit Maskey, Harka Pariyar, Manita Rai, Paras Sharma, Birendra Kharka, Dr. Din Dayal Agarwal, Navin Rasik, Sarita Samdarshi, Bishnu Bhujel, Subash Sherestha, and others who recited...

shared by Saroj Nayak This, this is the time Here, here is the place to be Stay, and set your spirit free Come now. now.. now...now.... Let everyone know Let everyone come to see Our dreams turn into reality A place for us for you to share For we are neighbours of the world A shining state we call Sikkim For we are neighbours of the world A place for you, a place for me A new beginning for you Treasure all the time you spend Sikkim is your journey's end For Sikkim is earth on paradise Come now, now, now, now Hey, tell the entire world This, this is our finest year You'll find your tomorrow's here You'll find it here today For we are neighbours of the world A green state we call Sikkim For we are neighbours of the world A place for you, a place for me Reach out, let's make a bridge Take the hands of your brand-new friends Share the feeling that never ends We're neighbours of the world ...

I am starting my 2009 with an old poem writtten by me and published at Weekend Review Newspaper. Sukhim , Sikkim and me!!! It was an awesome dream, A dream that had million trims. I saw a battle being fought, A battle that had no army men, No weapons and no horses, And still it was a war, A great tussle of words. A shinny man in old torn cloths, Touching his withered forehead, Caught on with the debate, I tried my best to recognize him, But the wrinkled face fooled me. Upon I look to the other side, A debonair, dashing, Determined face he had, I took a chance, And went close to him, I easily found his freshness, Phoney it did not looked. But I felt, I should, Ask both of them, Their existence, And the word for their fight. The beard man looked right towards me, He saw my sleeping suit and looked his upon, He rubbed his eye and moved his lip, Slowly he told, he was “Sukhim”. From the past he had come, For t...