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The cover page for Tshorwa the fourth When my friend Nono Jimmy told me that we can still send our articles for our school magazine, Tshorwa the fifth, I felt like I never graduated or left the school. It was like I was still wearing the school uniform drenched with sweat on a hot summer day in Punakha. There was a series of beautiful memories reeling in my mind and for once, it was like sitting back among the editorial board and reading the articles for Tshorwa’s fourth edition. Being a member of the school magazine’s editorial team was actually reading Punakha Higher Secondary School. Not only the students voice were we going through but there were always a lot of people who’d keenly express their feelings about the school. The most amazing thing was that everyone had some kind of story with the school and may be the kind of stories which they mark it as the most unforgettable ones. For me, getting admission in Punakha Higher Secondary School was a dream come true. I don’t...

Eating meat is one of those things I do even after knowing its numerous demerits. I don’t know if it’s because of my undying love for chicken or the natural human greed for meat but I do admit that chicken is one delicious meal I can’t keep away from. Many people find it difficult to avoid eating meat especially that we consider meat as a main source of nutrition and moreover the kind of charm there is when we say that “It’s beef, or pork or chicken for dinner.” We-are-so-cruel. I often have a conflict within myself whether to be a pure vegetarian or just not think about those poor animals slain every now and then for a meal. I once saw a documentary movie on animals who were being slaughtered mercilessly for meat. They were stabbed and butchered like vegetables. Nothing could have saved them from the shiny butcher’s knife which swayed just above their lives. Nothing even if poor dumb animals like them knew their arriving death and shed tears from their eyes which blinked like a dying ...

Kitiphu, at a distance If I were a vulture, I couldn’t possibly have known how high this beautiful mountain touched the sky. Kitiphu is one of the most wonderful ridges I have ever been to. Having Tharpaling monastery, once the seat of Kuenkhen longchen Rabjam, at its feet, this holy mountain stands up to about 7,500 meters above the sea level. I’ve been living in Bumthang ever since I was born but I could make it to Kitiphu only a few weeks ago. Thank god that a reason and a strong determination came up to string some lungdar(prayer flags) on that mountain. The main reason why people go to Kitiphu is to put up prayer flags considering the fact that we gain luck if we do so. I’ve also been told that during the second king’s reign, this mountain used to be a bypass between the then two capitals, Bumthang and Kuenga Rabten(Trongsa). I wonder how people could have been able to walk for days, sleep under trees and cook beside the paths. the mountain ranges we could see from Kitip...

                                            The first time I learnt about argumentative essays, I wasn't so happy with what I would be doing for my two high school years. I always enjoyed writing narrative essays in my junior years because they were like telling stories and I enjoyed telling stories or just hooking up a story. It was always easy. But having to write argumentative essays demanded a lot of knowledge and strength.I felt like I was forced to put down every sentence and my ideas came down making no sense. And I was breaking one of the core rules to write an argumentative essay: DONOT MAKE UP EVIDENCES! But I was helpless. Sometimes I used to feel stupid arguing from both sides. My English Teacher, Sir Norbu Tshering, used to let us write so many argumentative essays and he called them "Practices". He started by first telling us all the steps and then lettin...