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As you come home from your work, 
all tired, 
and you smile at me
realizing that you are home, 
you look beautiful.

And when you reach for me, 
and hug me
like we have been parted for years, 
nothing seems more beautiful. 

Your warmth,
your aroma, 
your soft silky hair, 
and the taste of your lips, 
makes me realize that 
I am finally home too. 

Without your dulcet voice, 
without you being there, 
home does not feel like home. 
Your laughter, 
the sound of your anklets, 
you calling me 'baby', 
your fragrance, 
your presence, 
is my home. 

With you beside me, 
as we gaze into the night sky,
counting stars, 
I realize
"Eternity was never too short before this."

Will you still be mine?

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Five years from now,
you will be a lady.
You will marry:
not only the man
but his family,
his misery n ecstasy,
his flaws and his perfection.
You will build patience
and devotion.
Each day,
you shall be radiant
and you shall shine.
But will you still be mine?

Fifteen years from now,
you will be a mother.
You will have a couple of kids.
You will learn to:
compromise and sacrifice.
You will be softer, kinder and stronger.
And you will also try to be harder.
Happiness will no longer be abstract.
You will be complete
and you shall look more divine.
But sweetheart, will you still be mine?

Thirty years from now,
you will have lived an era.
You will be wise and insightful.
Your children will look at you
and be inspired.
You will remember your parents
and smile a little inside.
You will have wrinkles
plus your hair will turn grey.
Those signs of ageing
will never matter, hey.
Because by then,
You will have achieved everything
and the whole world will be thine.
But love, will you still be min…

Keeping My City Clean

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As a kid, I used to throw the waste anywhere I liked. Whenever I had packaged foods, all I did was eat them and throw the wrappers like I was launching some kind of spaceships. I was not taught to not throw the garbage anywhere I liked or if I was taught to throw them in the dustbins/containers, I was not taught what to do if I do not find the container when I needed to throw the waste. And when I did not find any containers, boom, all I did was launch them like a rocket or tried to bend them like Beckham. And celebrated like I just won the world cup. 

One day, as I was strolling around with my brother (who is a environmentalist by profession and studies), he objected my self proclaimed heroics to become David Beckham. He taught me to not throw the wastage in the streets. He taught me how I was making my city dirty. And when I told him that there were no bins around to dispose them, he urged me to simply put the waste in my pocket or in the bag and throw them at the bin once I reached …

के रमाइलो छ र दशैं??

के रमाइलो छ र दशैं? काठमाडौँमै जन्म भयो, यहीं हुर्किएँ | न त अरुझैं गाउँ जाने भनेर रमाउन सकिन्छ | केटा-केटी रहिएन, नयाँ लुगाको आशमा दशैं कुरिन्न, चाहिएको बेला किनिएकै छ | 'चिची' खान पनि दशैं कुर्न पर्दैन; अझ आफुँ त शाकाहारी, त्यो प्रलोवनमा पर्ने कुरै भएन | बच्चा जस्तो चंगा उडाउने, लंगुर्बुर्जा खेल्ने चलन अहिले त्यति छैन | अहिलेका बच्चा, कम्प्युटर र फोनमै ब्यस्त | तास खेल्न नि दशैं तिहार कुर्न परेन | मान्छे भेला भयो कि तास खेलेर 'टाइम पास' गरिन्छ | अहिलेका जस्तो बस्ति कहाँ थियो र ऊ बेला, खुल्ला ठाउँमा लिंगे पिंग हाल्थे, अहिले त पिंग कहाँ हाल्या छन् भन्दा पनि, खुल्ला ठाउँ कहाँ छ खोज्नु पर्ने | टीकाको दिन, टन्न दक्षिणा कमाइने प्रलोभनमा भए पनि मामाघर कहिले पुगौं जस्तो हुन्थ्यो | अहिले त्यो हर्ष पनि रहेन | फेरी अचेल त टीका थापेर ठूला-बडाको आशिर्वाद भन्दा पनि बढी 'व्यङ्ग्य' पाईन्छ | मोटो मानिस हो भने, 'ल चाडैं जिउ घटोस्' भन्ने आशिष, आशिष नभई व्यंग्य हो | त्यस्तै पातलो मानिस छ भने त्यै किसिमको आशिष आउँछ | कपाल/दारी लामो भए त्यसमा व्यंग्य, कपाल झरेको भए त्यसमा…

एकादेशमा

एकादेशमा,
"दयाको सागर"
श्रीरामले,
रावणले भगाई लगेको,
आफ्नी 'प्राण-प्यारी' पतिव्रता पत्नी,   सीतालाई समेत,
अग्निको परीक्षा दिन लगाए,
'पवित्रता' को...

एकादेशमा,
"देवादि-देव महादेव" ले,
"परम सुन्दरी" पार्वतीलाई
कैलाशमा एक्लै छोडी,
श्लेषमान्तक वनमा,
किराँत रुप धारण गरी,
किराँतिनी सँग,
पार्वतीलाई नै 'बिर्सिएर" रहे |
पछी, त्यो किराँतिनी,
पार्वती नै हो भन्ने जानी,
'कुलेलम" ठोके..

तिनै "भक्तवत्सल" शिव-ले,
आफ्नी "परमभक्त" वृन्दाको,
"पति-व्रता धर्म" हरण गर्न,
"करुणामयी" श्रीहरि विष्णुलाई,
पठाई,
छल-कपटले जालन्धरसँगको,
युद्ध जिते |
"लक्ष्मी-पति विष्णु" ले पनि
अर्काको स्त्री प्रतिको छल,
ढुंगा, घाँस, झार, वृक्ष
भई सहन पर्यो |

एकादेशमा,
'प्रेमको प्रतिक'  भगवान श्रीकृष्णले,
राधालाई यति 'प्रेम' गरे
कि,
उनीले हरेक स्त्रीमा 'राधा' देखे,

१६१०८ गोपिनीहरु सँग,
'शारीरिक प्रेम' गरे |

र आज,
म जब जब मन्दिर जान्छु,
म देख्छु,
थुप्रै युवतीहरुको भींड,
जप…

चन्द्रमा

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म सुन्छु,  एक  प्रेमी  आफ्नो प्रियसीसँग,  अँगालोमा बेरिई,  एकको ढुकढुकी  अर्कोले महसुस गर्दै,  भन्छ, 'प्रिया, तिमी चन्द्रमा जस्ती छौ |'

अनि त्यहाँ,  जोडिन्छन् ओठमा ओठ, केटी लाजले भुतुक्कै हुन्छे,  तर त्यो लाजले उसलाई उत्ताउलो पार्छ, र अझ समीप हुन्छे | सामिप्यताले जब कुनै सिमा जान्दैन,  दुई शरीर जब एक हुन लालायित हुन्छन्,   अनि रन्को मार्छन्,  तब समर्पण गर्छे ऊ,  आफ्नो सारा, उसको प्रेमीलाई.. र फूल्न पुग्छ, त्यहाँ,  प्रेमको सुन्दर फूल.. 
अनि म हेर्छु,  त्यो चन्द्रमालाई,  जससँग त्यो प्रेमीले  आफ्नी प्रेमिकालाई,  दाँजेको थियो |  र म देख्छु,  एउटा उदास चेहरा, एउटी उदास युवती,  सेतो धोतीमा बेरिएकी, कल-कलाउँदो यौवनमै,  विधवा भएकी,  एउटी फक्रन नसकेकी कोपिला..
उसलाई हेर्दा लाग्छ,  उसका रङ्ग उसमा भरिन नपाउंदै,  कतै उडेको थियो |  ऊ रंगीन हुन चाहन्न,  या त रंगीन हुनै सक्दिन, समाजको डरले |  कलकलाउँदो उमेरमा 'उसको'  पतिको देहान्त हुँदा,  उसलाई लोग्ने टोकुवा भनियो |  आज ऊ,  समाजको 'कर र डर' भित्र च्यापिएर,  लाचार बनेकी छे |  त्यो कालो धब्बा, उसमा,  समाजले पोतिदिएको हो |  त्य…

Perks of a relationship?

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"Life does not work that way sweetie", he told her. She continued to look outside the window, not caring what he said. He was irritated by that act of her. He knew life comprises of both happiness and sadness. But she would not listen. So, he headed outside, got inside the car and drove off. She kept staring at the distant sunset. She loved the scene.

"I don't understand the way she behaves." Rick unfolded his irritation to his mate, Marvin. "All she wants is happiness from dawn to dusk. Even the hint of sadness troubles her. She fails to understand that happiness is not the absence of problem but the ability to deal with it. There are going to be problems in life. No one baths in only merriment, do they?" Rick lit the cigarette and kept on gazing the newly formed cloud that originated from his mouth.

"Rick clearly is frustrated", thought Marvin. He grabbed the hamburger that was just brought by the waiter and gave a huge bite. He was so hu…

The grumpy old man

It was cold day of mid December. Cloudy, dark and it seemed it would rain heavily. Mr. Hans did not need any weather forecast to carry an umbrella and a bulky warm coat. His experience was enough for him to prognosticate things. Whenever others advised him to do things which he did not feel like doing, he would have a go at them saying 'how many freaking years have you lived son? More than me? No? Then shut your mouth up'. And he would leave with a sarcastic laugh, nodding his head. No one would dare to speak to him after that. Mr. Hans predicted things quite astonishingly too. Once the radio forecasted that it would rain heavily. But Mr. Hans looked at the sky, smirked and refused to take umbrella with him. He said, 'do you really think it will rain? These dark clouds will flee to some other land with the help of winds. It will be sunny day in an hour or two. Give me my sunglasses instead'. And he marched on. And after some hours, it really was sunny and hot. Everyone…

A plea for love

Darling, let me love you, the way I want to, the way you want me to.
let me spill all my feelings, all my love, my everything to you. Let me be the morning dew and you, be the petals of the loveliest rose. I'd touch you all over, the faintest touch of my lips, all over your soft divine skin would make you more pigmented
than you already are.

Let me tickle you and arouse you, and make you want me more. You’d try to push me away, but avert me from falling too. And I shall run wild over you,
just when your thirsty lips drag me rapidly to you.
And as I get closer to your lips,
I would see a shy smile in your rosy face.

I would hold you tightly, give you the kiss of the millennium, and you would want me more; as if the feeling is new.
My every touch, my every breath,
would make you feel more complete, like you’re discovering yourself in you, via me. Never has been your body caressed, never have you been to this utopia, as I show you the doorway to paradise, and you would not want me …

शब्द

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म खोज्दैछु,
शब्दैशब्द बीच,
शब्दलाई नै,
जुन शब्दले मेरो वर्णन गरोस्
जसले मलाई कुनै धरातलमा
उभ्याएको होस् |

सायद,
म खोज्दैछु यस्तो शब्द,
जसले मेरो मनोभाव चित्रण गरेको होस् |
अनि,
खोज्दा-खोज्दै म पाउँछु,
एउटा शब्द,
'सपना',
तर लाग्छ,
सपना एक बादलको टुक्रा हो,
जो धेरै हलुका हुँदा हावासंगै बग्छ,
र धेरै गह्रौ हुँदा पानी बनी बर्सिदिन्छ |

त्यसैले म,
सपनामा नअल्झी,
बनाउँछु आफ्नो खोज तीव्र ;
अनि,
निकै कसरत पछी म पाउँछु,
अर्को शब्द,
'खुसी'
तर फेरी लाग्छ,
खुसी त फगत एउटा समुद्री छालझैं हो,
जो एक बखत आफुँ संग हुन्छ
अनि ठिक अर्को बखत टाढा...

खुसीलाई पनि पन्छाई अर्को शब्द हेर्दा,
म पाउँछु,
'आशा'
जो आफ्नो हात फैलाउँदै छ,
अनि भन्दै छ,
'मलाई अङ्गाल, म सर्वशक्तिमान छु '
अतः म घोत्लान बाध्य हुन्छु |
निकैबेर सोचमग्न भएपछी,
म 'निराश' हुँदै अर्को शब्द खोज्न आतुर हुन्छु...

संयोगबस्,
म ठोकिन्छु,
'बोध' -सँग
र छर्लंग हुन पुग्दछु,
कि,
म शब्दलाई होइन,
शब्दहरु मलाई खोजी रहेछन्
तर म,
एक पछी अर्को गर्दै,
शब्दहरु संग भाग्दै छु |
हरेक शब्दमा नैराश्यता देखेर,
म 'सपना&…