About this site
Why this exists.
A culture this rich deserves better than a footnote. This site is one Yakthung voice doing something about it.
An archive begins with one person who refuses to forget.
Carry it forward, or watch it fade.
I am a Limbu, a Yakthung, from the eastern hills of Nepal, now living in Canada. Like many of us scattered across the world, I grew up between two truths: our culture is vast, and most of the world has never heard of it.
This site is my answer. A place where the Mundhum, the kings, the script, the dance and the game are told properly, not as a museum exhibit, but as a living thing. It is built in public, a piece at a time, and it will keep growing.
And this is only the first chapter of a much longer plan. If you want to see where it leads, follow along.
The door is open.
Corrections, family histories, festival photographs, match reports from your corner of the diaspora, all of it is welcome here. This site grows the way the culture survived: many voices, one song.
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HistoryBegin the journey again — the first voice is still singing.
One story from the Yakthung world, every week.
Culture, history, language, and the game the hills love. Told from the source and sent straight to you, wherever in the world you are.