I’ve been watching you, lady.

You’ve had that raspberry pistachio tart in front of you for 57 minutes. All you’ve eaten is one spoon of that divine creation. What’s the problem? Is the cutlery not working well enough to transport the cake to your mouth in a satisfactory...

God woke up feeling sluggish and mildly hungover. But it was a nice day in Thimphu. Nice enough to go for a walk. Maybe even a run. We’ll see how it goes, he thought.

He held up his pair of Asics for scrutiny. They looked fine enough, but smelled a tad funky. As he was...

I have never been the spiritual kind, but there I was in the quest for inner peace, looking into my own mind. Trying to rid it of a few pesky thoughts. 

In my mind’s dimly lit corridors, unfettered thoughts scurried around like plague carrying rats. I saw something move...