Editor TJ
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Can the world survive without TIBET?
The question can the world survive without Tibet is a striking question mark which at the first glance anyone would occur, what this Tibet has got to do with the survival of the world? But I bet if you get little deeper into this issue, you will come across the heart of Asia and the…
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I can not burn my body with my own hand…
I can not burn my own body with my own hand, neither can you! When reading the stories of the self immolation practices carried out around the world, it seemed unreal as tales of another world. I am sure that the experience had been the same with you too. But when there is an unbelievable…
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Freedom in the mind
I live in the air of unrestricted breath counts and I don’t have an obsessed wish for the freedom of life. For me, freedom is in the air, it has no restrictions. But I don’t know about the otherwise. The system of self immolation as a practice of protest against a dominating power was popularly…
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A cry of the saints… a call for help…
Anguished out of no freedom, there are many forms of expressions coming out Tibetan people. Be it from the Tibetans inside Tibet or outside of it, there is a strong opposition coming out of them against the long brutal rule of the Chinese government over Tibet. The most peaceful human forms known to this world;…
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Living in India
I am not an Indian by citizen but I have a royal love for this country. I am a Tibetan by nationality but an Indian by locality. I have stepped upon this foreign land as an innocent child of about eight years old before a decade. Now, I have grown up to be an adult…
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I have been a Tibetan…
If birth be a defining factor of our nationality, I am strongly Tibetan though I have the regret of living in a country rather than Tibet. I am this year turning to my nineteenth birthday but it is a highly humiliating fact that about twelve years from this nineteen has been spent in India despite being a Tibetan!…
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Many faces of a cause
The age of Charles Dickens, the best of times yet the worst of times, the season of light yet the season of darkness, the spring of hope yet a winter of despair. It is the age of our generation with the replication of the Dickens’s age. We achieved a whole lot yet we have lost…
