Clouds, Convergences & The Art of Not Knowing

Self-directed: A Typical Day in the Village

There is the intention of letting the boys be self-directed most of the time in terms of their learning experience. From being immersed in the process of building our home, being with nature and feeling comfortable with the insects, worms, birds and animals, being a part of a new culture and language and making it their own, being with all types of people where age…

Day 121 : An Internal Turmoil

It has been 121 days since we left the material comforts and conveniences of the tropical city. Living up on an altitude of 1400 meters, and very close to the elements, we cannot but be intimate with Mother Nature with every breath we take. Grasped in her hold and intertwining locks, we can choose to ride in accordance with her laws, rhythms and cycles. Or…

Sipping Chai on the Roof of The World

We set foot in the valley of Kashmir in 1988. Just barely before the Insurgency broke out in 1989. A young tween then, I was oblivious to what we were to encounter. We had somehow captured a slice of ‘Heaven on Earth’ before the tragic events of Kashmir would come into play. The shikhara was traversing a pristine mirrored lake reflecting white snow-filled mountains and…

Surviving the Grouchy Beast

A grouchy hairy beast shoots a piercing look. In your direction. What do you do? Run like the Bolt and don't look back.  Buffaloes don't have much sense of humour. They are dead serious and give no warning at all. We were told that one will never outrun a buffalo, nor survive them in a wrestle, so your only option is to get a head start and climb a…

Our Legs and Arms

In December 2019, 13 men from Jumla travelled for 3 days to arrive at Astam. They came from afar with a handful of belongings, a mountain load of enthusiasm, a sense of humour and a joyful spirit. They came to build our home and yoga shala, and willingly help us with everything that needs doing on the land. Multi-tasked as they are, they have proven…

Monopoly and Math

With the global pandemic of 2020, Mother Nature has finally had some time to recuperate and restore a little balance in her ecosystems. It’s a time of contemplation for the human species and HOPE that our old habits of mindless consumerism may change and economies rethink to adopt more sustainable solutions. There is talk in the air that the internet may crash anytime soon as…

What’s for breakfast?

A question for an urbanite: What do you have for breakfast when there are no crusty loaves from the oven, overnight oatmeal or fruit, steamed pao, or dare we utter the ultimate that, that distinguishes a Malaysian from all others - nasi lemak? The answer that transpires from the modest hills overlooking the abode of snow: dish out Kodo Ko roti. Everyday. Fresh from the…

Adjust, Adapt, Accommodate

It has been 2 months since we made our big move to Astam, a hamlet tucked under the embrace of the Annapurna. The boys, much to our surprise, have adjusted almost seamlessly, soaking in new experiences with light-heartedness and a sense of fun. I couldn't be more thankful. Often enough, when the freezing waters and icy winds get me down, I would find inspiration in…

Building with Earth

Building with earth beneath our feet sounds almost poetic. But reality relies on us being sensitive to the natural environment and understanding the cyclical nature and disposition of how everything on this planet is interdependent on one another. This means that what we consume, utilize and pollute comes back to us in one form or another. With no exception, building ecologically and sustainably deserves a…

The Walls have a Story to Tell

In the absence of formwork, A beauty rises, unbidden. Gravel, sand, clay— A trinity of dust and stone. Pounded down, layer by layer, Earth surrendering to force, Shaped not by hands But by the weight of the world itself. A rugged edge, a broken tooth, A fissure filled with shadow, A murmur of ochre, A vein of rust, an ember of gold. The wall sings…

Formation of the Himalaya from a Continental Collision

She is a Goddess stirring from her sleep, Earth at her most dramatic. The Himalaya rose from the deep collision of the Indo-Australian and Eurasian plates, a restless Goddess whose body broke through the skin of the earth some fifty million years ago. Her spine now stretches more than 2400 kilometres across India, Nepal, Bhutan, Tibet and Pakistan, with her arms brushing into Afghanistan and…

Could be and Maybe not

Contemplations and observations are temporary statements of thought, at a point in time. Thought is apt to be contradicted by mind, emotion, exposure and experience; during the week, month or years later. We are transient creatures. Let us remind ourselves to embrace the present moment as it is fleeting and evolving So it goes. Thus, keeping in mind when reading the musings that follow, each…

Taking the Leap

The Starting Point May 2019 Many moons ago, we talked about our dreams of moving to a rural environment to lead a simpler and cleaner life. To allow the boys to grow closer to Mother Nature and be a part of her embrace in its entirety. The Himalayas somehow, had its magnetic hands hovering from another life. And when a calling came from Nepal, we…