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मेरो मन

मेरो मन-
हिउँद यामको सुकेको पात,
झरी रहेछ निरन्तर,
नांगिएको अस्तित्वलाई झन् नंग्याउँदै,
बहकिंदै छ,
निरर्थक |
आफ्नो थलो छोडी,
आफ्नो कर्म भुली,
भित्र-भित्रै सुकी,
झरी रहेछ, 
कतै आएर अडिन भनी,
स्वप्न संसारमा...

हा! खुदको पहिचान भुलेर,
के पाउँदो हो यसले?
आफ्नो परिवेश त्यागी,
कुन स्वप्न खोज्दै छ यो?
उड्दा उड्दै थाकी,
कतै अडिएकै बखत
कुनै जीवको पैताला मुनि
परेको पातझैँ,
मेरो मनको

Why do I love winter?

WINTER.. I bet around half of us will shy away from this season. But I am not going to talk about any pros or cons about this season as everything has got negatives and positives. Of course, I hate certain things about winter like having to take off all my warm clothes to have a shower. Seriously? Those dear garments clinging to me and giving me such warmth are to be relinquished just to have a bath? Oh my poor knees, they tremble every time I do so. Nevertheless, the moment I start to let the warm water play with my body parts, I feel the winter is the epitome of bliss. Hence, the love-hate relation continues.

Now, coming back to the point. Why do I really love winter?

Winter is the time when one falls in love with his/her blankets. With a warm embrace of the blanket, it is heavenly to wander in the dreamland.No matter what, going away from blankets is one the hardest things to do in winter. And I am one of those who just loves to be in blanket be it day, night or morning. (Yeah, a …


Just when the whole nation was rocked
by the imminent election,
there appeared a leader.
Out of the thousands, he looked different.
He seemed to have greater vision.
A different face, young and vibrant,
looked like a new ray of hope
in an ill-fated country.

His speech was unequivocal
and his manifesto, sweet as honey.
No wonder everybody fell for him. What choices did the poor people have?
Each of their previous leaders either cheated them
with their corruptness, greed and fraud
or came with the unworkable boondoggle.
Oh! What a tragedy.
They could hardly trust the old faces, the lame ducks.
They needed a change, a healthy change,
which they saw in that new leader.

They have seen their leaders trying
to smash the unity they had,
puncture the harmonious creeds
they respected of one another.
Wrong propaganda, filthy agenda,
stinking business in the name of politics,
unfulfilled vows and fight for the post to do nothing.
People were fed up with them, the shameless morons…

Fuel your Dream; forget the fears

“Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird, That cannot fly.” ― Langston Hughes We all have dreams. Few dreams come true while most of them die along the way. Why are we letting them die? If we are to believe William Arthur Ward, the famous American writer, every dream can be achieved. “If you can imagine it, you can achieve it. If you can dream it, you can become it.” So, what makes us put our dreams on deathbed? Standing firm for the sake of our dream is a big deal but are we fueling it? Are we doing what it takes to grab every opportunity we encounter on our journey? When we were kids, we were free of worries and had a little brain full of dreams. Every day, we used to find a new thing to do, new dream to achieve. I still hear myself loud when I used to tell, ‘I want to be ____________ when I grow up.’ As if everything I dreamed would come true. But there was only hope and desire. There was no fear or doubt about anything. I knew no obstacles, no worr…

बिहानी पछीको रात

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