Interference or Support
By Indra Dhoj Kshetri
Nepal and India share the religious, social, cultural, political, economic relations since the history. Ties between them are not bound at the diplomatic level. At the critical hours, we have the history that both the country people shared the feeling of cooperation. BP Koirala, Man Mohan Adhikari and other leaders were treated as the same nationals during freedom movement in India the previous century. Dr. Rajendra Prasad and even Mahatma Gandhi expected significant support and help from Nepali nationals at their fight against the British imperialism. In response, despite the cruel domination from the British rule, Nepali nationals also fought against the imperialism. Hundreds of them didn’t care the prison and chains and fought as if the war was for the emancipation of the same country. And certainly, liberation of India from the British imperialism could significantly support the fight for freedom from the tyrannical family rule of the Ranas in the homeland.
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Who is to blame - Junior or senior?
By Kiran Chalise
Today’s world and its scenario can be judged differently. The changing phenomenon of the world has been going on in the rapidity of different moments and so it has been happening as accordingly in music field also. So, our Nepali music has also been pacing its impetus within the changed atmosphere. Now in our Nepali music field, we can also see the different patterns in songs and musical beats. And in the mean time the new generation has come to make a payment in music field and it is apparent that the future of our music and its recognition will depend upon the tenderfoots and their hardworking in music.
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NarayanSthan ShivapuriPeak PaniMuhan
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Figure1: Warmming up in NarayanSthan
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The thin fine line
By Sanjib Chaudhary
Recently I was in Bangalore on an industrial tour and I called one of my friends from engineering days. He is an Infoscion and we have been close friends for last 10 years. I had expected that he would come to receive me and give me a huge hug. But I had to wait till eight in the night to get a glimpse of him. I waited outside Planet M watching the hurly burly crowd on the Brigade Road. He came and we had a great time together – we talked about the past, present and our future plans. Seeing his busy schedule, I told him how I came out of the whirlpool of work. When I returned from Bangalore, I scanned two pages from my diary and mailed him.
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Successive tradition and culture...
By Binaya Neupane
{nə’pɑːl }Nepal
The landlocked himalayan realm in South Asia, the country of Mt. Everest, the only official Hindu state in the world { as per the CIA World Factbook }, शान्ती छेत्र नेपाल, the country of culture and tradition, encircled by the People’s Republic of China to the north and by India to the south, east and west. The cliché for NEPAL as per the most accepted understanding from the olden: Ne (holy) and pal (cave). But the picture has shown it hellish rather than holy.
The forefather of politics has diluted Nepalese society culturally, economically and politically. I am not blaming but you can see, feel and hear the situation in town.
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Ranipokhari to Bhimdhunga to Kalimati
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Figure1: Nice to walk in city without vehicle
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Play Review - Jeevan Dekhi Jeevan Samma
By Daulat Jha
I had heard a lot about Sama Gurukul. It is supposed to be an artistic hub of Kathmandu, like City Lights of San Francisco in the 60s. So when I heard that a play, Jeevan Dekhi Jeevan Samma, was being performed there, I was excited to go see it. It was written by Prof. Abhi Subedi and directed by Sunil Pokhrel, Nepal’s most renowned theatre director. Furthermore, I had read some glowing reviews of the play in Nepali newspapers. As it turned out, it was a disappointing experience.
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Jhorgaun to Gurjebhanjyang to Kakani Hiking
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Figure1: Getting off at Jhorgaun
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ADVISORS to Nepal: an Example
By Rajendra Shrestha
Time and again I read here in local papers that “ABC” International Expert Advisors are assigned for “XYZ” Local Nepali project. I laugh at this rhetoric or let say beautiful paradox happening here. I have worked with, and personally known some exceptional International Consultants, Experts and Advisors who have worked here in Nepal. They have rendered wonderful service and contributed greatly to this nation. I have also known some of the so-called “Foreign Expert Advisors” working here in Nepal whose Job Descriptions require that they “give proper advice and recommendations for the development of Nepal”. However, in some cases what happens in reality is that Mr International Expert receives advice, training and teaching from their local counterparts i.e. Mr. Nepali.
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The blue lagoon at 2200
By heretic (Aashish Dutta Koirala)
The human mind works in mysterious ways. One interesting phenomenon along this line is that of associative memory. Sights, sounds and smells that one experiences somehow stir up memories of what the individual once experienced. This happens on such a subconscious level that the rational, conscious mind fails to see the connection. It was only natural then that I could not find any reason why the desolate hill in Jhule where I was a few weeks ago reminded me of the movie The Blue Lagoon.
The Blue Lagoon is a beautifully made movie with a metaphysical notion at its core. Two very young kids (a boy and a girl) are stranded on a tropical island. They manage to survive and grow with nothing but nature and their own instincts at their aid. Completely isolated from human society, these kids grow up as siblings until they reach puberty. At this age, their instinct drives them into becoming lovers. As they grow older, they manage to have a child and hence raise a family. In other words, the nature of their relationship changes to make way for the natural processes that must occur. It is essentially a positive spin on the same concept that The Lord of the Flies manages to present with a dark vision.
The hill in question in Jhule is situated at around 2200 meters. The whole hill, I was told, was bought by some foreigner who intends to turn it into a tourist resort. It is ironic that because it is "owned", it is totally unused and in its natural state; and because of this, one day it will turn into one of those resorts we see up in Nagarkot and all its glory will be gone. For now, however, the hill is blissful: desolate, empty and beautiful. As I sat on the edge of this hill and felt the cool breeze all over my body, with clouds touching my hair as they gently went by; I could picture the two characters from The Blue Lagoon merrily running around across this hill: free, blissfully ignorant, unclothed and unrestricted.
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Janakpur – A City in Flux
By Daulat Jha
When I returned to Janakpur after five years, I was surprised to see that not much had changed in the city. True, new houses were being built in the outskirts of the city which was slowly but surely sprawling towards the outlying villages. A few new shops with large glass windows decorated with fashionably clothed mannequins had opened up in the heart of the city. There were more commercial banks, private schools, and cyber cafes. But that the pace of change had been slow became evident if you took a rickshaw ride through the main streets and chowks of the city – the same dusty asphalt road, murky green ponds, scattered paan-stalls every ten steps you took, and colorful posters of cheap Hindi films.
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तिमी म र समय ...
By Binaya Neupane
जीबनको सुरुवात …
पढाए लेखाए र लाएक वनाए…
अन्दकारवाट उज्यालोतिर डोराए...
माया ममता र सीप जगाए...
दुधे वालकलाई लक्का बनाए...
जीबनको मध्यमा …
जानयो बुज्यो र सक्छ्यम बन्यो...
मन मनै साथी चुन्यो...
घुम्यो फिर्यो र घर वनायो...
ऑखा भरी सपना सजायो...
जीबनको अंततह …
गुन्यो बुन्यो अनी माया ☻बसायो...
ह्रदय भरी लास जलायो...
के पायो के गुमायो...
अब मनलाई ब्रम्हनालमा सुतायो...
♀ ♂ ?☺
तिमी म र समय ...
कहाँ पायो र के गुमायो... ?
अब मनलाई ब्रम्हनालमा सुतायो...
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Sundarijal to Gagalphedi to Sundarijal Hiking
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Figure1: Way to Gagalphedi and Sankhu from Sundarijal
Photos by: Milan Lamichhane
Captions by: Vishnu Kshettri
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Bhangeri blues
By heretic (Aashish Dutta Koirala)
Well, I've been feelin' so down
Feelin' like a stranger in this town
I was doin' okay but now I think I was born to lose
Don't know what to do, I got the bhangeri blues
This was a game that I never played
I didn't care and that way I would have stayed
It got the best of me; I got burnt, bloody rouge
Can't go on like this, I got the bhangeri blues
I paid the price, buddy, I got it so cold
Now I'm dying inside, lord, I feel so old
As my nights drag on, I find hard to let it loose
Got nothing more to say, I got the bhangeri blues
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Leaps of faith
By heretic (Aashish Dutta Koirala)
My labor is no easier, but now I know I'm not alone
I find new heart each time I look upon that windy day
And if one day she comes to you, drink deeply from her words so wise
Take courage from her as your prize and say hello for me
- "Lady in Black", Uriah Heep (1971)
Fear is undoubtedly the most universal of all human traits. It plays a big part in all of our lives, and it has played a huge one in mine. There are countless things that I have held back on -- things that I have really wanted to do, and I am sure that doing them would make me much happier and hurt no one in the process. Most of the time, however, I have been unable to take that first step. I have got used to attributing this to laziness or me "just being this way". As a result, all the chances I missed, all the things I let go of, and all the people I let slip away have all gathered up over the years to contribute to my discontent.
This year has been different. This year has been eventful. This year, for me, has been about leaps of faith. It was truly amazing. I went to bed afraid and I woke up with new-found courage, or faith, rather. I have been "taking the plunge" in many scenarios ever since, and it feels phenomenal. Things don't turn out the way want them to (and that is perhaps what breeds the fear in the first place), but just "doing it" is worth all that is put into it. There are truly no rewards without risk. Fear was put into us for a number of reasons, and one of them is for us to conquer it and truly "live" in the process of doing so.
I feel I am a better person altogether than I was a month ago, or six months ago. I feel like I am getting better everyday. I know I still have a long way to go, but now I look forward to it. I had been "existing" all my life. I have been "living" this year. For anyone who has been thinking of doing something (ANYTHING), but has been afraid to take that first step, at the risk of sounding cliché, I say "just do it". You will feel better and as a result, you will live better. If things work out, you will obviously feel great. If they don't, you still feel great for simply "having done it". On the long run, no one really has anything to lose.
We all stand on a cliff as high as all our fears combined. Come, people; let us leap together.
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Are you getting married ???
By Saurav Thakur
“Are you going to get married or not!!” a question that every individual is bound to answer when s/he reaches a certain age, that varies from one person to another. Before going any further and on top of most, ‘who’ and ‘when’ need to be answered. ‘Who’ and ‘When’ are like synonyms in this context. For some “When to marry” is more important than “Whom to marry” while for others the reverse holds true. Moreover matching these questions perfectly weighs more than answering both correctly.
The world we dwell in is expanding and so are the expectations and desires of individuals. More often than not, we are caught up in vicious circle of career goals and ambitious quests of moving up the corporate ladder that we forget to match or even answer this basic question. However it is not the worst case as there are friends and family to answer the big question for you or you can even ask the big WWW to find the right piece to solve the jigsaw puzzle.
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Bajrayogini Jhule Sundarijal Hiking
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Figure1: The way placing Lord Shiva on the top of the Drinking Water Tap
Photos by: Vishnu Kshettri
Captions by: Vishnu Kshettri, Binaya Neupane
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Lessons from Lebanon
By Daulat Jha
The picture stares out at me from the computer. It is of a child, a dead child. She is being carried by a middle-aged man. He extends her towards the camera. Her arms are stretched to the sides, eerily resembling Christ’s crucifixion. Grey dust covers her hair. Her head looks down. The man holding her is looking to the side, his flushed face both angry and grieving.
It is a picture from Qana, Lebanon. This is where, it is believed, Jesus performed his first miracle by converting water to wine. No miracles anymore though. The last time Qana made the headlines was in 1996 when Israeli bombs killed 100 civilians taking shelter in a UN building. On Sunday, July the 30th, again, at least 54 civilians including 34 children were killed in the town in indiscriminate Israeli bombings.
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Memories of Days Past – II
By Rudra Pandey
After my second grade exams, I went back to my village. Back then we used to do sugarcane farming. Sugarcane harvesting would start sometime in December and would continue till February/March. For those two or three months, we used to stay overnight in the farm. We slept in the farm house (a temporary cottage, of course). It was just like a long camping. I used to love staying in the farm overnight. It was hard work – go to bed early in the evening and wakeup early in the morning (sometimes as early as 3 a.m.). Processing sugarcane is a complicated process: we had to squeeze the raw sugarcane, boil the liquid until it became very thick, and then we poured the liquid into a hole dug on earth. The thick liquid would become solid raw sugar (call sakhar in Nepali) after letting it cool off. Even in the tranquil of the farm house though, memories of Kathmandu would scare me. I would vividly remember the awful days I spent there. I was not ready to go back to Kathmandu. But I had to go.
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