I had come to attend a workshop at the College of Science and Technology in Phuentsholing.
Sonam Yuden quickly rushed towards me and informed me that her guest has arrived.
I saw a man dressed in rags, pulling a wooden trolley behind him and with every step, drop his body forward and stretch it full length on the ground, with his arms outstretched in the front.
"Is that your guest?" I asked her, a little perplexed.
"Yes. I know him through my sister. He is doing prostration from Phuentsholing to Paro. He will stay here tonight. Please engage him in a conversation while I go and do some quick shopping....
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