Dinesh Wagle on Nepali Society

Dinesh Wagle on Nepali society

Tag: travelogue

  • And the Monkey Stole My Glasses in Shimla

    Shimla’s monkeys are agressive and audacious. They don’t seem to miss an opportunity to intimidate, attack and assault humans. A huge Hanuman statue standing atop the Jakhu hill (of whose base…


  • A Quick trip to Shimla

    Shimla is a town of Monkeys who behave like Monkeys. But I will keep this album free of monkeys. I present here the atmosphere of the town- crowds and buildings-…


  • Toy Train to Shimla

    We wanted to come to Shimla in a toy train. Toy trains are slower and expensive than a bus ride to the hilly town. But we wanted to experience the…


  • Khajuraho: A Tour of Erotic Carvings and Statues

    The Khajuraho temples do not contain sexual or erotic art inside the temple or near the deities; however, some external carvings bear erotic art. Also, some of the temples that…


  • Massage at Varanasi Ghats

    You have to be a local or an expert haggler to survive in Varanasi. If not, a rickshaw-wallah will sell you right there, on the street as you stand, to…


  • Varanasi: Five Years On

    Unlike other Indian cities, Varanasi offers amazing excitements and challenges to tourists. First visit: 24 December 2004. Second visit: 6 January 2010 My visit to Varanasi five years ago was…


  • The Great Indian Railway Bazaar

    This article first appeared on Saturday’s (11 July 2009) Kathmandu Post By Dinesh Wagle The moment of shock came soon after I was awakened. At the time of leaving Kanya…


  • Kathmandu iPod: A Story From Nepal

    The lead: There are peculiar challenges of iPoding in Kathmandu and there is also a grim irony in owning an iPod in Nepali society. With jeans tugged into their socks…


  • On The Top Of Poon Hill (Day 3)

    Poon Hilai ma, phool jasto sundari… A morning in Poon Hill. We started walking up at around 6 AM. We were already late but I was determined to reach at…


  • On Ghorepani. Wireless Internet A Dream?

    Finally, I am in Ghorepani (or Ghodepani), the place that stayed in my mind after I read the description in an article published in San Francisco Chronicle. It is evening…