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Aarju Pandey

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Aarju Pandey

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CHERRY RED

Another gray, rainy Sunday. I followed my mother out to the bus stop. She handed me the small black umbrella and put her own hood on, shielding her auburn curls. With a loud screech, the bus came to a halt it front of us. My mom took my warm, dry hand in her cold, wet […]

Aarju Pandey

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SWEAT and BLOOD

My great-aunt grew up and lived a large part of her life in Nepal. She abandoned school at the tender age of fourteen to get married. She played the role of a woman, weighed down with responsibility, at a very young age. She moved to Denver, Colorado in her middle ages. After losing her husband, […]

Aarju Pandey

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BREAD AND BEGGARS

Kinks of light filtered through the high window. I stirred in my sleep, bothered by the sunlight. It was early. Sunrise. But people were already spilling out into the street. Fog blanketed the city, making it almost unfamiliar. The tintinnabulation of temple bells. The fragrance of roses. The barking of street dogs.

Aarju Pandey

HIKE

Aarju Pandey

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SCABBY KNEES

  He offered a firm hand for me to place my small one. Slowly, he helped me take small steps to the destination. The destination. Far away, away from him. Keep going, he said, don’t stop. It hurt. I wanted to stop. I wanted him to lift me up and away from the cold, hard […]

Aarju Pandey

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The New Poem

chose not to rhyme because it is not neccassary to rhyme in today’s poem culture. It is considered a somewhat immature to rhyme in poetry.

A rhymed poem for all the folks who wanted it

A cat chased a rat

The rat had a bat

The rat hit the cat

In the head with a bat

Aarju Pandey

HIKE

Two Worlds

  Two worlds In one skyscrapers define the horizon In the other peaks jut out of thick morning fog In one paved roads snake through the busy city In the other gravel crunches under my shoes   She came long ago Leaving one world behind for another She set foot in strange soil Tears still […]

Aarju Pandey

HIKE

Aarju Pandey

HIKE

Nepal – Old Temples or Old T-Shirts?

Similar to a dark shadow sweeping across the sun bathed land, filth and carelessness are taking over the breathtaking landscape of Nepal. A beautiful country is slowly but surely losing its natural extravagance. The once pride filled city of Kathmandu is too dirty to breathe in and littered from head to toe with all kinds of garbage. When you walk in the streets of Kathmandu you will be sure to see people covering their mouths and noses with cloth or their hands because of unpleasant smells or excess dust. You will also see people, instead of using a bathroom, leaving their waste in the street. It is also good to note the many dogs with Rabies roaming the roads; these dogs could take peoples lives with a simple bite or lick. Was this how the land of the Himalayas usually was?