Mon, the news about Sonam Wangchuk—it reminds me of the time I saw him at a small talk in Tezpur, years ago, when I was still in college. He spoke about Ladakh’s bamboo bridges and how they survived centuries of snowmelt without a single committee meeting. That afternoon, I sat under the Jolpai tree behind my school and wrote a letter to my father about how we might fix his auto-rickshaw’s axle without replacing the whole thing—just like those bridges, using what we already have. Sometimes the quietest solutions are the ones that last.
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