Tag Archive | Western Hills of Nepal

The Girl in Red who Wondered

I’ve heard the elders of the tribe talk by the fire at night. When they whisper as they drink their strong tea, that is when I most want to listen to their words and nods of agreement. I know now. I know how other tribes look down on us and call us names. But…how would […]

The Lost Guide

There are different kinds of landslides in life, and our guide was soon to meet his. Before leaving Katmandu, we made arrangements to  have a driver pick us up in Pokhara and  take us west. Easier said than done, as so few Napalese ventured in that direction. Success finally came in the shape of a […]

The Wealth of Western Hills

Roads winding, unwinding, winding upwards, unveiling stories and legends. Each bend brings a new chapter, a new challenge and unspoken realities. Few Napalese come to these hills.  The far West lies on the edge of imagination and  the myths of a primitive world which they do not wish to return to. Distances are furthered by […]