Home Coming

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">I think we always take for granted what will always be easily available to us. And visiting Mustang was something that I probably took for granted, like many other things in life. Mustang being my hometown has plenty of my family plus the added serenity should have made me visit it more often and as I walk up and down the road towards Dhumba Lake, I regret not coming here often.</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWlGJIW7NGYE5wug5I3f0LDWNhX2Gm4v_f_rQIvwnlJ9pIJFmI39NCRgoVd_FEAtkObRq8IX6asWa8umHqUAsxLUWHg-KB9mknCsY-LAjlUB4PeSLtLIXkUlghy_IyIe9YxAKP1yw_LOU/s1600/DSC_4900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWlGJIW7NGYE5wug5I3f0LDWNhX2Gm4v_f_rQIvwnlJ9pIJFmI39NCRgoVd_FEAtkObRq8IX6asWa8umHqUAsxLUWHg-KB9mknCsY-LAjlUB4PeSLtLIXkUlghy_IyIe9YxAKP1yw_LOU/s1600/DSC_4900.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the way to Dhumba Lake</td></tr> </tbody></table> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">A short hike away from my village Thini is one of the most popular lake here in Jomsom. Because of its easy access, it has garnered plenty of attention from travelers and movie makers. </span><br /> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0ZWtaALsdDD8sB09ee6kiCj9tM1hg1dLWg5HW-AjXaNylixY93WuXqRpPJHuXrlJBerjFEV3UpbhCidCiyKFbjdd2NJdCKWs2n-p4wIL2jTeRW9h37Uv3h4g0jVJFVEAuKXEzwnlFVck/s1600/IMG_3923.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0ZWtaALsdDD8sB09ee6kiCj9tM1hg1dLWg5HW-AjXaNylixY93WuXqRpPJHuXrlJBerjFEV3UpbhCidCiyKFbjdd2NJdCKWs2n-p4wIL2jTeRW9h37Uv3h4g0jVJFVEAuKXEzwnlFVck/s1600/IMG_3923.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gateway to Dhumba</td></tr> </tbody></table> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkQmiqPS3rMlq1Lb3S5HWJTO1EW5PObk0heyT8dWVEJYSGb1-5tUkDwXEtvpP5qOj_vMXyG2hZdL2lP9YFRRgJjsALyIaJVkedgnb5DAhzxNmrUMk0RezhEFWOOM7yqBjhXcPm_3uk58/s1600/DSC_4888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkQmiqPS3rMlq1Lb3S5HWJTO1EW5PObk0heyT8dWVEJYSGb1-5tUkDwXEtvpP5qOj_vMXyG2hZdL2lP9YFRRgJjsALyIaJVkedgnb5DAhzxNmrUMk0RezhEFWOOM7yqBjhXcPm_3uk58/s1600/DSC_4888.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My hiking buddies</td></tr> </tbody></table> <span style="font-size: large;">While walking up and down the dusty yet walkable roads towards the Lake, I realized what being home actually felt like. That utter sense of comfort and complete ease that you hardly feel while in Kathmandu, felt therapeutic. </span><br /> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVnr4ge69Kg4uQkuH730tLE1SClTTM4aGEdy9noyRpBzQdWG9KVUNvq-nyt9yNcDUDJvcC87KN2j5zO-4qIx0TPttfuxVa8Y2VcfCiMQOH7WBrYq8uF0wSXmQgApCsFW_Q5MMPMZRZH0/s1600/IMG_3942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVnr4ge69Kg4uQkuH730tLE1SClTTM4aGEdy9noyRpBzQdWG9KVUNvq-nyt9yNcDUDJvcC87KN2j5zO-4qIx0TPttfuxVa8Y2VcfCiMQOH7WBrYq8uF0wSXmQgApCsFW_Q5MMPMZRZH0/s1600/IMG_3942.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dhumba Lake</td></tr> </tbody></table> </div> <div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">Sitting along the lake side while admiring the turquoise lake and the mountains I realized nothing can compare to the feeling of being home and being loved. Even though this was only my second visit, in my head I was already planning for my next visit. </span><br /> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPa0j0heD11bpUOR0MEzU4HSJCd6IA3kP1wKnidXbX_pgWSymXyNCAeXW1I3mdeaFkusFY3_5599WGoDxWGvmA3K3l1pD7j7GMyYiZIRBtP2JGww67bHa0R4eVY5E9GhgSND_7UuBbqQU/s1600/IMG_4180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPa0j0heD11bpUOR0MEzU4HSJCd6IA3kP1wKnidXbX_pgWSymXyNCAeXW1I3mdeaFkusFY3_5599WGoDxWGvmA3K3l1pD7j7GMyYiZIRBtP2JGww67bHa0R4eVY5E9GhgSND_7UuBbqQU/s1600/IMG_4180.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A Girl and the Lake</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxPM0iNHer3HTW4i3G6GVOhbbRc2P75-yCKMcpGDSSYpmNlGqQutqga3bGS9eU7SaPpZl16jxFwG35V5nNoJ0WubvCffKky1ZIlpt7REkYIfUQ1qDM9preq9fF6LY9euKmoHOf42TMURc/s1600/IMG_4072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxPM0iNHer3HTW4i3G6GVOhbbRc2P75-yCKMcpGDSSYpmNlGqQutqga3bGS9eU7SaPpZl16jxFwG35V5nNoJ0WubvCffKky1ZIlpt7REkYIfUQ1qDM9preq9fF6LY9euKmoHOf42TMURc/s1600/IMG_4072.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lake View</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0GHRu_2Wdgj-pkpzHsqpRJCi0vij-69q6qi0G3Xe_C4lcAZGxkvcea4IZxult2l8pMRH1MptYx0so5GP7C-DFTurlxBHvUY7m9FHKpL-1AAgQj5qP0fmO6KQDavgX_5DOtXzHHi9Qk3g/s1600/DSC_4955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0GHRu_2Wdgj-pkpzHsqpRJCi0vij-69q6qi0G3Xe_C4lcAZGxkvcea4IZxult2l8pMRH1MptYx0so5GP7C-DFTurlxBHvUY7m9FHKpL-1AAgQj5qP0fmO6KQDavgX_5DOtXzHHi9Qk3g/s1600/DSC_4955.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">View from the Lake</td></tr> </tbody></table> <span style="font-size: large;">What caught me off guard amongst all of this is how emotional yet proud I was about where I come from.  I am already looking forward to visit this place I called home again, very soon!</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">Until the next home-coming and until the next blog post. </span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">To finding little adventures and making memories. </span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">SHEY</span><br /></div> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div> <div> <br /> <div style="text-align: left;"> <span style="text-align: center;"><br /></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> </div> </div> </div>

Home Coming

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I think we always take for granted what will always be easily available to us. And visiting Mustang was something that I probably took for granted, like many other things in life. Mustang being my hometown has plenty of my family plus the added serenity should have made me visit it more often and as I walk up and down the road towards Dh...

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Home among the Himalayas

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">It has been a while since I posted on the blog, and I keep reminding myself to write something but than work and specially the laziness keeps creeping back at me like a shadow.</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">If you know me personally you probably know that I belong to one of the mountain indigenous ethnicity called the Thakalis. Other than our yummy food we are also known to have settled at one the most beautiful places in Nepal, around the Mustang area previously known as Thak Khola.</span></div> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitST3DS_Er3JQcYhDvhtwxHs2LZgtw1mCpuPqeDABqrVbjuUjmhWxePqBQiSbVutTALd7g11hZZupvO-KL_JY2lFvRU-bOx-t-EILybmJ3RdB-EeysNZowuaRj-aUVYkmkILblVt3YeNA/s1600/IMG_4865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitST3DS_Er3JQcYhDvhtwxHs2LZgtw1mCpuPqeDABqrVbjuUjmhWxePqBQiSbVutTALd7g11hZZupvO-KL_JY2lFvRU-bOx-t-EILybmJ3RdB-EeysNZowuaRj-aUVYkmkILblVt3YeNA/s1600/IMG_4865.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jomsom Airport</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">This is my second time there, though I should be visiting it more frequently. I almost forgot how magical the place really is. Surrounded by the Nilgiri  range on one side and the Dhaulagiri range on the other, the view is just breath-taking.</span></div> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcafLuj4gVOXOfQzXp24OCy7KMuUm40Q2QVaMIsKVBVrgeRtIrTog8SH6Zu6qgDJiwR_E2OVqiqvZVYInbx8KJcvTii-Uolj8tzEsexSJ7QTSdSHpSsyljjmj28jGrUtPNOJ1XBjPDBZQ/s1600/IMG_4711.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcafLuj4gVOXOfQzXp24OCy7KMuUm40Q2QVaMIsKVBVrgeRtIrTog8SH6Zu6qgDJiwR_E2OVqiqvZVYInbx8KJcvTii-Uolj8tzEsexSJ7QTSdSHpSsyljjmj28jGrUtPNOJ1XBjPDBZQ/s1600/IMG_4711.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nilgiri and Thini</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">One of the reasons for my visit to Jomsom was because of the 12 years Mela. So by tradition, there is a Mela every 12 years and we are bestowed with homage to our otherwise hidden deities. The Mela goes for about 15 days and people from around the region, and Thakali families living all around come to Thini to be a part of it. This is my second time visiting the Mela, and they say that these deities fulfills 1 wish among the 3 grants, that is longevity, family/child or wealth. Along with this religious function there are also other programs that are organized by local youth clubs. </span></div> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4aDBPx4RchItXFngkXIYFMzt0VlRIQHXd7_ltPH3_Xt0dmRCdB7MEj1JWFle9yISG1WRbQfIxyxU-3kRc-MVRdEzougwaVicfuk9XPvXfmrFPPz5fDWprV25ps6xgfa46SsISoV_ALVw/s1600/DSC_4744.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4aDBPx4RchItXFngkXIYFMzt0VlRIQHXd7_ltPH3_Xt0dmRCdB7MEj1JWFle9yISG1WRbQfIxyxU-3kRc-MVRdEzougwaVicfuk9XPvXfmrFPPz5fDWprV25ps6xgfa46SsISoV_ALVw/s1600/DSC_4744.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Darbar Chowk, Thini - The Yak Dance</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">Visiting hometown always means family time and a lot, a lot of yummy meals. There is something about being home that makes you relaxed resulting in unfortunate weight gains, but the yak meat, the home grown potatoes and just grandma's food are the best. </span></div> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvUpWFx84jF1L1c0mIEHNnCubFYIuQ7kEdxhg0VqqYsXXPDGvzAQfxnzXEoQDV_xT86OnwFlnVMUUWjJHV_RKBaBUnI36CagzEblsEBa4KSx8BJ5IDnSsxhTvMlU0JOez8yroGoXo3aEI/s1600/IMG_4756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvUpWFx84jF1L1c0mIEHNnCubFYIuQ7kEdxhg0VqqYsXXPDGvzAQfxnzXEoQDV_xT86OnwFlnVMUUWjJHV_RKBaBUnI36CagzEblsEBa4KSx8BJ5IDnSsxhTvMlU0JOez8yroGoXo3aEI/s1600/IMG_4756.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thakali Breakfast</td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">Being home made me learn a lot about my culture and being Thakali. Since I rarely visit Jomsom or Thini and coming from a mixed family I am hardly exposed to the Thakali side of me. Being raised in a family where my father is a Thakali, mother a Limbu and step-father a Tamang, it was hard to align myself with a cultural identity, but I have come to realize what makes me is a little bit of everything. This visit has strengthened my otherwise weaker Thakali side. </span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">There is so much more to this visit, more about it all on the next blog post. </span></div> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO08z1avPG4dXZkFKvA7P-wn531oj99WcRq7-Sw8woJR4TJYEwrj-_ftn7DvgcEvX6SuwIECVYlRLTTa_D2RtfOjuZNkNr7oa7KlmsVGVn2v_VscJbAJq4YKcXdf8bWlODjAejJCcUJBw/s1600/DSC_4825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO08z1avPG4dXZkFKvA7P-wn531oj99WcRq7-Sw8woJR4TJYEwrj-_ftn7DvgcEvX6SuwIECVYlRLTTa_D2RtfOjuZNkNr7oa7KlmsVGVn2v_VscJbAJq4YKcXdf8bWlODjAejJCcUJBw/s1600/DSC_4825.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Embracing My Thakali Self</td></tr> </tbody></table> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">Until the next hometown adventure and until the next blog post.</span></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">To finding little adventures and making memories. </span></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">SHEY</span></div> <br /></div>

Home among the Himalayas

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It has been a while since I posted on the blog, and I keep reminding myself to write something but than work and specially the laziness keeps creeping back at me like a shadow. If you know me personally you probably know that I belong to one of the mountain indigenous ethnicity called the Thakalis. Other than our yummy food we are also k...

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