Author Archives: Aarju Pandey

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...

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...

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...

A LITTLE SALT AND A LITTLE PEPPER

She laughed, amused by the falling white flakes. I put my warm hands around her cold pink cheeks. Little snowflakes clung to her lashes. She toddled away stumbling every...

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...

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...

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...

Children in Nepal – Adults of Tomorrow or Adult’s Prey?

Children and Nepal is quite a disappointing topic. There is discrimination among genders. Cruel treatment of kids is also not rear. Children are mostly taken seriously. This is a...

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...