Deep into the Lhop valley (Memories from an excursion to the Doya museum)

The lack of writing n record keeping culture has left us with a few pictures, some utensils, a handful of household and hunting items and nothing else to keep us thinking, wondering and still thinking. Here are some memoirs from a trip to the LHOP (Doya) Land this weekend:-

http://asteesmemoir.blogspot.com/2015/08/amo-chu-and-her-ecosystem-doyas-in-focus.html (visit here for more information on the Lhops) 

This is ROMBO/Rombu the grave yard. The lhops bury their dead member in a stone wall with fencing and roofs for protection. its believed that the most dear ones are buried nearer to home and if smell from the rot comes home its believed to be a  blessing for the family. 

the dis play of their old containers in the museum

Deep in the lhop land with traditional lhop house in the background...

This is the food prepared for the dead members during the burials

Maize the main cereal in different stages with grander in the background

These are Rombus and the ones with roof and fencing are the recent ones.

He's Passang Dendup Doya a Tarayana volunter operating the lhop community Radio.

A little amount they charge for the announcement in the radio.

This is how Doya/Lhop men use to dress

View of Lhop village from a roadside

My students entering the Lhop Museum

A better view of the Lhop museum that displays lhop lifestyles and photos

this is the view of a typical stove and utensils used by the Lhops

Mr. Sangay Khandu a teacher posing over lhop stove..

This is an aged graveyard. when the Lhops die, a share of their belongings including grains, money,jewellery and everything they are entitled to during their life should be buried with them. Therefore its said that people trend to break into their Rombu for jewelries and money

they call it a chungchu, used for storing their utensels and meat items at times

The picture shows a roster head being offered to appease the deities. its believed that the roster should face Dechenphug as a reverence to Zhabdrung Rinpoche.

Torma the ritual cakes displayed during the lhop offering and rituals as displayed in the museum.

The picture here shows the lhop tradition of marriage ceremony. The marriage tradition is quite unique as the man leave for women's house. 

This is how the Lhops dry their main cereals (Maize)

My class girls trying lheu,making chilli powder

 PART 2. dated 22/11/2017
The RIGSS FLP2 team visited the place
(TO BE ADDED)

Note: Most of the photos uploaded here are captured from the museum....

Deep into the Lhop valley (Memories from an excursion to the Doya museum)

The lack of writing culture has left us with a few pictures, some utensils, a handful of household and hunting items and nothing else to keep us thinking and still thinking. Here are some memoirs from a trip to the LHOP (Doya) Land this weekend:-

http://asteesmemoir.blogspot.com/2015/08/amo-chu-and-her-ecosystem-doyas-in-focus.html (visit here for more information on the Lhops)

Deep in the lhop land with traditional lhop house in the background...

This is the food prepared for the dead members during the burials

Maize the main cereal in different stages with grander in the background

This is ROMBO/Rombu the grave yard. The lhops bury their dead member in a stone wall with fencing and roofs for protection. its believed that the most dear ones are buried nearer to home and if smell from the rot comes home its believed to be a  blessing for the family

These are Rombus and the ones with roof and fencing are the recent ones.

He's Passang Dendup Doya a Tarayana volunter operating the lhop community Radio.

A little amount they charge for the announcement in the radio.

This is how Doya/Lhop men use to dress

View of Lhop village from a roadside

My students entering the Lhop Museum

A better view of the Lhop museum that displays lhop lifestyles and photos

this is the view of a typical stove and utensils used by the Lhops

Mr. Sangay Khandu a teacher posing over lhop stove..

This is an aged graveyard. when the Lhops die, a share of their belongings including grains, money,jewellery and everything they are entitled to during their life should be buried with them. Therefore its said that people trend to break into their Rombu for jewelries and money

they call it a chungchu, used for storing their utensels and meat items at times

The picture shows a roster head being offered to appease the deities. its believed that the roster should face Dechenphug as a reverence to Zhabdrung Rinpoche.

Torma the ritual cakes displayed during the lhop offering and rituals as displayed in the museum.

The picture here shows the lhop tradition of marriage ceremony

This is how the Lhops dry their main cereals (Maize)

My class girls trying lheu,making chilli powder

 Note: Most of the photos uploaded here are captured from the museum....

An Inspirational Strength

Nearing academic year end leaves us so occupied that our head too seems jammed, it’s quite irritating to know how much a task is assigned against too less a time. Trial exams had begun and ended in a span of a week and bundles of sheets to be checked piles at the desk and homes. That’s not the only thing to focus, there are so many things to be attended all at a go and that’s when frustrations hit its peak.

 Working from 5:30 am to 7pm seems the longest day, waking the students for morning study at 5:30am to guiding the evening study and dinner till 7pm leads me to bed directly. Teaching the usual classes and checking bundle of trial papers without a cup of tea seems to pull my spirit too down forgetting the nobleness in the deed.

The photo that gave me a renewed energy n inspiration...

Day before yesterday I was totally exhausted and wanted to procrastinate everything at hand and decided to take a day off, I stretched the fullest and took the longest breathe at a thought of a day off, took out my cell, logged into my face book account to check out the notifications and there I saw my king amidst the snow capped mountains and cloud. It reads, His Majesty the king arrives in Lunana. I had a mixed thought; I looked at the photo for a long time and realized the hardship our king is enduring for us the people, I realized how close we are to his heart, I realized how centrally the remotest of the places are to our king, I realized how deeply our king cares for us all, I realized how much our king wants us to succeed individually and collectively, I recalled  our king’s word to the nation during the coronation in 2008 “Throughout my reign I will never rule you as a King. I will protect you as a parent, care for you as a brother and serve you as a son. I shall give you everything and keep nothing; I shall live such a life as a good human being that you may find it worthy to serve as an example for your children; I have no personal goals other than to fulfill your hopes and aspirations. I shall always serve you, day and night, in the spirit of kindness, justice and equality”, and I realized how true our king is to himself and to the nation at all times.

After a long time I thought to myself, how little I am doing and how much I am complaining. I also recalled how I too took an oath to serve with my all for my king, country and people four year ago during the appointment and felt too low to be complaining at the little thing I am doing, I also realized what if I took a day off there will be one more citizen not trying and if I keep trying there will is one more citizen trying, I also realized if each of us keep trying and keep giving our best, we can collectively realize the wishes of our beloved king.

With a renewed energy and inspiration I took an extra bundle home to keep trying and no more day off…

LONG LIVE OUR KING…