Tihar

DEUSI BLUES: We are losing touch with our cultural roots

Deusi is a quintessential Gorkha tradition. It is not just a part of our culture, but it is also one of the threads that binds our community together. It is truly disheartening to hear from my mother that this time around, no one came to our home for Deusi – not even in our entire village. What’s even more troubling is how the vibrant tradition of Deusi, once played with so much vigour and enthusiasm in the hills of Darjeeling, is gradually fading away. Today, the youths who continue to carry forward our tradition can perhaps be counted in the tip of our fingers. It’s a painful reminder of how quickly we are losing touch with our cultural roots.


Are You Coming Home for Dashain This Year?

Do you remember the way our town felt during Dashain? The familiar breeze that carried with it the scent of home, the streets alive with laughter, the sound of distant drums announcing the arrival of celebrations? Dashain was never just a festival for us; it was a feeling—a pulse of life that brought everyone back together, no matter how far apart we had wandered.



Darjeeling Everyday: From Jhandi-Makut to Housie – Things we Lived for

Darjeeling Everyday is a delicious feeling. Here in Darjeeling, the festive seasons are almost to end and we are now at the best part of the entire season – the Tihar days. Everything about this time of the year is beautiful – bright sunny days, smiling mountains, milky white clouds (if any), delicious food, selrotis, flowers, vailo, dewsi, vai tika, dakshina, drinks and what not? If you get greeted by pleasant weather mixed with the aroma of saipatris added to a clear view of the mountains, you are here.




Some Diyas Away From Home

It was just like any other Diwali evening. It was past 6 pm and the sky was already starting to glitter of fireworks. The only…