After the exam, we all headed to Bhandarkhal
With a few friends to unwind and let loose.
The sun was shining bright, and the birds singing,
It all seemed so calm, so peaceful.
But then, from a nearby tree, a monkey appeared,
Staring at me with its menacing eyes.
What was it thinking, what did it want?
I wondered, curious and a little scared.
The monkey jumped down and started to chase,
I ran for my life, screaming with all my might.
Other monkeys joined in, and soon it was a race.
Their claws and teeth flashing in the light.
I dodged, I ducked, and I zigzagged,
Trying to shake them off my trail.
But they were relentless and wouldn’t back off,
I was caught in a real-life monkey tale!
Days and nights went by, haunted by their faces,
The fear they’d instilled, unshakeable and true.
I couldn’t forget, couldn’t erase,
The terror that those monkeys put me through.
Now every time I see a monkey,
My heart skips a beat, my nerves all frayed.
Thanks to that day in Bhandarkhal,
Monkeys will forever make me afraid.
जीवनमा कहिल्यै नमान्नु हार,
लक्ष्य प्राप्त गर्न मेहनत गर्नु अपार,
हामीले गर्न नसक्ने केही छैन,
जीवनमा असम्भव कुरा केही हाेइन ।
जसको लागि हामी बनेका छौँ,
हामीले हाम्रो सपना पूरा गर्नुपर्छ।
के यो हाम्रो जीवनको साँचो अर्थ हो ?
मूल्यवान् समय यसै बिताउनु व्यर्थ हाे ।
हामी एक दिन अवश्य मर्ने नै छौँ
त्यसैले आफ्नो विगतलाई बिर्सेर,
जन्मिनुकाे आनन्द लिदै याे धर्तीमा
कर्मवीर बनी अगि बढाैँ, जीवनकाे यात्रामा ।
भविष्य के हाे ? यसकाे चिन्ता गर्नु बेकार छ
गरे केही नाैलाे काम जीवन अपार छ ।
हामी जीवनमा हार मात्र मान्छाैँ
अर्ती उपदेशलाई खराब ठान्छाैँ ।
र केही नगरी भन्छाैँ गरे सम्भव छ ।
प्रेमले सबैलाई एकताको शक्तिमा बाँध्छ,
प्रेम एक शक्ति, जो अपरम्पार छ।
प्रेम एक बन्धन,
जसले हाम्रो मनमा अनुभूति भर्छ,
र हरेक चेहरामा हाँसो ल्याउँछ ।
प्रेममा हामी शान्तिको अनुभव गर्छौं,
हाम्रा चिन्ता र भयहरूलाई हटाउँछ।
हामी अनुभव मात्र गर्छौँ प्रेमलाई,
हामी देख्दैनाैँ कहाँ छ, खै प्रेम ?
हामी हाँसाैँ, हामी रमाऔँ,
हरेक चुनौती सफल हुन सक्छ,
हामी भागाैँ, पछि सराैँ,
हरेक अभियान जोखिम हुन सक्छ,
हामी बनाउँछौँ एक बन्धन
जुन साकार हुन सक्छ ।
प्रेम फुल्ने आगो होइन,
याे आशाकाे दीयाे हाे ।
विश्वासकाे प्रेम छ भने
जीवन जिउने भराेसाकाे मियाे हाे ।
A dark, dull night,
With the visible light draped in gray-
The moon and the stars are to be hidden,
While the sky is bleak, dark and fray.
The air is still, heavy and dusty,
With a deep sense of unease-
As though time has frozen,
And it’s already waiting, if you please.
The trees, like tall shadowy guards,
Massive branches reaching out-
As if they're searching for a sign,
In this darkness all about.
The world is kept quiet and somber,
Silence is that which pervades-
Focused enough in the sound, you can almost hear the beating,
Of your own heart, as it fades.
Even in this darkness,
There's no sense of hope that's there-
Not a glimmer of a future,
Waiting, just beyond the glare.
If I were Apollo,
Would I have foreseen this future?
Or would I have gone with the flow?
As you question how I came to be-
I shudder to think where the story is heading to-
The story of the lonely prince who had his will seized.
Once there was a young prince who was born in the castle-
His mother was a princess but also a mighty scholar;
His father was a knight feared in all the lands-
Also an actor, a very charming man.
People would bring him everything,
Everything he could dream- beautiful silks and exotic food,
That no one else could own as a boy- he was happy; happy to own it all-
To the point he thought ‘prince’ was a title of Having it All.
Born from a line of princes, he was quite adored-
But never before had there been a prince like him known,
Born with his heart, out in the cold-
Which the body somehow, didn't enclose.
When he was small,
It was a phase to outgrow but to their surprise,
It stayed where it showed-
With alive, red and visible glow for others; it was a- Curse of hex but the boy wouldn't care
And dare to say; it would be okay because for him,
It was a crown only his to ever wear.
The royal grew aware-
The fear of people- knowing the case they left the prince's back bear-
Even the queen who lived in a high tower, spoke of other princes to be in power- past and the presence,
For who are born whole,
Were Worthy Descendants of the lord for and are born halves,
Were Undeserving Peasants, never to be mourned.
When the story progresses-
The knight was struck down in battle, beheaded, armors torn-
And was left in dust to rot bleeding in the dark,
The royal watched his corpse-
Realizing the truth, it wasn't too late to choose-
The queen sent new clothes, a new armor for the prince to parcel his heart-
To keep it out of reach, mother didn't interfere for she was afraid.
गरिबी अभाव र धनको मात्र होइन,
मानवताको कमी, र अस्वस्थता पनि हो ।
सुनको अनुपस्तिथि मात्र होइन, गरिबी
नपाएको प्रेम र हराएको आशाको पनि हो ।
खालीपन मुटु नै हो, जुन दुख्छ अति सारो ,
प्रेम भोक नै हो , मानव सम्बन्ध बनाउँछ गारो।
चाहना साँच्चै पूर्ण जीवनकै लागि हो,
केवल धनले मात्र भरिएको होइन,
भावना आत्मा र मष्तिस्ककाे सम्बन्ध पनि हाे ।
गरिबी भनेको पैसा र चीजको मात्र होइन,
प्रेमको कमी र पखेटाको अभाव पनि हो ।
यो खालीपन नै हो, जसले निल्छ मुटुलाई ,
र, फुटाएर पर लैजान्छ हाम्रो जीवनलाई।
त्यसैले धन र प्रतिष्ठामा मात्र ध्यान नदिऔँ,
प्रेम, दया र मानवतामा घुलेर त्यसको आनन्द लिऔँ।
किनकि साँचो धन हामीले राखेको सिक्काले मापन गर्दैन,
पैसाको मात्र अभावले कुनै मान्छे गरिब हुँदैन ।
म मरुभूमिमा घुम्दै छु ,
हराएको एक्लाे यात्री जस्तै
आफ्नै भावनाको खोजीमा
म आज हराएकी छु।
अन्धकारबाट यात्रा गर्दै
म गहिरो डरको सामना गर्दै छु,
हरेक पाइलामा साहस एक एक गरेर
आफ्नो डर र आँसुको सामना गर्दै छु।
मैले मेरा कमजोरीहरूमा सुन्दरता भेट्टाएँ
मेरो अनुग्रहमा शक्ति,
अँध्यारोभित्र उज्यालो पाएँ
आफूभित्रै लुकेको शक्ति भेट्टाएँ।
यो खोजमा म डुबेर
फेला पारेकी छु आफ्नो आवाज,
आफ्नो जीवनको प्रतिभा,
र अग्लो उभिने शक्ति निर्माण गर्दै छु।
अब म यहाँ उभिएकी छु,
उभिएकी छु लामो सास तान्दै,
यात्रा मेरो अझै सकिएकाे छैन
तर मैले यो यात्रामा आफूलाई भेट्टाएकी छु ।
Diasporan Communities, far and wide,
Spread across the world, a global tide,
Bound by a common heritage and pride-
All people united, a force to abide.
They carry with them the memories of the past,
Of struggles and triumphs, of peace and contrast,
They navigate new lands, a journey so vast,
With resilience and hope that forever lasts.
In Diasporan Communities, identity is key,
A sense of belonging, a legacy to be,
Through music, art, and cuisine, they see-
Their roots and heritage, a part of their being.
Diasporan communities, a powerful force,
A bridge between cultures, a source of discourse,
A melting pot, a celebration, a diverse course-
A legacy for the future, an eternal source.
Your eyes are where I want to reside,
Being with me is where you should be,
I want to be with you in every rainy season-
You're the only dream I never knew.
My eyes open wide when I see you,
My heart rises up when I'm near you.
I want to spend the rest of my life with you,
You're the only dream I never knew.
My heart follows when I see you,
My heart goes towards you when I meet you.
I want to see you and spend beautiful nights,
You're the only dream I never knew.
My heart fills with emotions when I see you,
My heart is filled with emotions when I meet you.
Just meeting you is all I need-
You're the only dream I never knew.
My heart longs to see you,
My heart desires to be with you.
My heart desires to see you with eyes full of love,
You're the only dream I never knew.
तिज हिन्दु नारीहरूले मनाउने एउटा रमाइलो तथा महत्त्वपूर्ण चाड हो । यस चाडमा नारीहरू आफ्नो श्रीमान्को लामो आयुको लागि कामना गर्दै व्रत बस्छिन् । यो चाड भाद्र शुक्ल द्वितीयादेखि पञ्चमीसम्म ३ दिन मनाइन्छ । यसलाई हरितालिका तिज पनि भानिन्छ । नारीहरू माइत जाने, दिदीबहिनीको घर जाने अनि दर खाने गर्छन् । यस चाडमा महिलाहरू नाचगान गर्ने गर्छन् । यो चाडको केही समयपछि दसैँ सुरू हुन्छ । त्यसैले यो चाड आएपछि चाडबाडहरू सुरू भएको पनि मानिन्छ ।
तिजको पहिलो दिनलाई दर खाने दिन भनिन्छ । यस दिन महिलाहरू आफ्नो उत्कृष्ट पहिरनमा एक ठाउँमा जम्मा भएर भक्ति गीत, पीडा वेदना र सङ्घर्षका गीत गाउँछन् र नाच्नछन् । वर्षभरि मिहिनेत गर्ने महिलाले त्यो दिन केही काम गर्नुपर्दैन । त्यो दिन उनीहरूका लागि सोह्र शृङ्गारमा सजिने , लुगा लगाउने, आफ्ना दाजुभाइद्वारा बनाइएको खाना खाने, नाच्ने गाउने दिन हो । तिजकाे अगिल्लाे दिन वा २ / ४ दिन अगि नै दाजुभाइहरू वा बुबा आफ्ना दिदीबहिनीहरू वा छाेरीलाई लिनका लागि दिदीबहिनीको घरमा आउँछन् र माइत लिएर जान्छन् । दिदीबहिनीहरू आफ्ना दाजुभाइले बनाएका खानाका प्रकारहरू ढकने, खिर, आदि खान्छन् । यो रमाइलो प्राय: मध्यरात सम्म चल्छ र त्यसपछि २४ घण्टाको उपवास सुरू हुन्छ ।
दोस्रो दिन व्रतको दिन हो । कतिपय महिलाले पानीसमेत पिउँदैनन् भने कतिपयले फलफूल खान्छन् । यो व्रत विवाहित तथा अविवाहितले महिलाले लिने गर्छन् । विवाहित महिलाले आफ्नो श्रीमान्को लामो आयु र परिवारको दीर्घायु तथा सुस्वास्थ्यको कामना गर्दै देवताको आराधना गर्छन् भने अविवाहिताले राम्राे सुयाेग्य वर पाउने कामना गर्छन् । यस दिन महिलाहरू खुसीसाथ लुगा लगाउँछन् र नजिकैको शिव मन्दिरमा देवताको आराधना गर्छन् । भक्तजनहरू धेरैजसो पशुपतिनाथ मन्दिरमा आराधना गर्न जान्छन् । मन्दिरमा, महिलाहरूले शिवको प्रतीक शिव लिङ्गको परिक्रमा गर्छन् । मुख्य पूजा शिव र उनकी पत्नी पार्वतीलाई फूल, फलहरू आदि चढाएर श्रीमान् र परिवारमा आशीर्वाद प्रदान गर्न अनुरोध गर्छन् । रातभर घरमा तेलको दीयो बाल्नाले श्रीमान् र परिवारमा सुख, शान्ति र समृद्धि आउने विश्वास छ । यस दिन महिलाहरूले आफ्नो श्रीमान्को हातबाट पानी पिएर र फलफूल अथवा मिठाई खाएर आफ्नो व्रत समापन गर्ने चलन पनि छ । कतिपय महिलाहरू रातभर व्रत बसेर भोलि पल्ट सप्तऋषिको पूजा गरेर मात्र व्रत तोड्ने गर्छन।
यस चाडको तेस्रो दिन ऋषि पञ्चमी हो । अघिल्लो दिनको पूजा सकिएपछि महिलाहरूले सप्तऋषिको पूजा गर्ने परम्परा छ । महिलाहरू यस दिन दत्तिउनले दाँत माझेर पवित्र हुने गर्दछन् । ऋषि पञ्चमी नारीको पवित्रताको वरिपरि घुम्छ । सप्तऋषिको पूजा गर्नाले महिलाहरूले महिनावारीको समयमा पुरुषलाई जान अनजानमा छाेएको पापकाे दाेष मेटाउने विश्वास गरिन्छ । यस दिन महिलाहरूले कर्कलो र भात खाएर आफ्नो व्रत समापन गर्छन् ।
मैले भाेगे र थाह पाएअनुसार कक्षा १२ माआइपुग्दासम्म खुसी भनेको एक छनौट हो, नतिजा होइन । यदि तपाईंहरूले पनि खुसी हुने कुरा छनौट नगरेसम्म कुनै पनि कुराले खुसी बनाउँदैन । तपाईंहरूले खुसी हुने निर्णय नगरेसम्म कुनै पनि व्यक्तिले तपाईंहरूलाई खुसी बनाउन सक्दैन । खुसी आफैँबाट र आफैँभित्रबाट मात्र आउन सक्छ । यो मैले आफूले बुझेको कुरा हो । खुसीको जिम्मा आफैले नै खोज्नुपर्ने रहेछ । यति हुँदाहुँदै पनि मेरो मनमा रहेका प्रश्न आखिर मैले अरूको खुसीको लागि सोच्ने कि नसोच्ने त ? यसको उत्तर मसँगै भए पनि म अन्योलमा छु ।
यदि मैले गरेर वा मेरो कारणले कोही खुसी हुन्छ भने मैले त्यो खुसी उसलाई किन नदिने त ? फेरि अर्को मनले भन्छ । आखिर अर्काको लागि सोचेर के नै फाइदा छ र ? खुसी भन्ने चिज अरूले भने जस्तो पैसामा टिक्दैन । यदि भौतिक रूपले कोही खुसी छ भने त्यसलाई नै हामी खुसी ब्यक्ति सम्झिन्छौँ जुन चाहिँ एकदम गलत हो । खुसीको आधार भौतिक चिज हुँदैन भन्ने उदाहरण म मेरै बाबाको दिन्छु । मेरो बाबा जो पैसा कमाउन जानुहुन्छ, बेलुका थकित भएर आएको बेला एक शब्द मिठो बोलिदियो भने त्यो थकित अनुहारमा छुट्टै चमक हुन्छ । खुसी हुनका लागि केवल पैसा भएर मात्र हुँदैन वा भनौँ पैसाले मात्र मानिसलाई खुसी बनाउन सक्दैन ।
आफूलाई अरूसँग दाँज्ने मन र अत्यधिक लोभले सबैमा निराशा ल्याउँछ । कसैले भनेका छन् कि, “खुसी चाहिँ मैदानमा भएका फूलहरूलाई हेर्नु हो । तर मानिसहरू त्यो फूल टिपेर हातमा लिनु नै खुसी हो भनेर सोच्ने गर्छन् । यसैकारण उनीहरूले त्यो खुसी हातमा लिनासाथ त्यो ओइलाउन थाल्छ ।” यदि यहाँहरूले अहिले खुसी महसुस गर्नुभएको छैन भने कतै मैदानमा भएका फूलहरूलाई टिप्न पो खोज्दैछु कि भनेर आफैलाई फर्केर हेर्नुहोस् । खुसी हुनका लागि कसैसँग निर्भर हुनु हुँदैन । मलाई जहाँसम्म लाग्छ जब मानिस खुसीको लागि अरूसँग निर्भर हुन थाल्छ तब उसले आफूसँग भएको खुसी पनि गुमाउने गर्दछ ।
Our fantasies, what we wish to experience are seen in our dreams. Dreaming is a natural process often seen during the REM phase of our sleep. REM is the rapid eye movement stage that often starts 90 minutes after we fall asleep. According to science, it is believed that dreams are not random; they just pop out of what we do while we are awake. We dream to relax. Dreaming is directly proportional to the rate of our breathing; slow breathing gives us light sleep whereas deep sleep often results in heavy breathing. Dreams are not based on Physics nor they follow logic. In the 1900's, a novel named ‘Interpretation of Dreams’ talks about how we understand dreams and crack codes based on real life. According to science, our brain can be rewired. For example, if we are blindfolded, our neurons would picturize new things and give us new sights of vision. Also, there is a mystery about science regarding dreams: dreams are all the biological causes and they are caused by the neurological noises. This process is called Activation Synthesis Dream. Basically, dreams do not really have logic and they are not based on science yet the process of dreaming is scientific. Dreams could also be defined as recalling the memories we had. We can dream anything that our brain can think but there is one thing that is quite a question to me- what happens after we die? Do we still dream? The question still remains perplexing and no one can dream after death, I suppose, since we have never experienced it.
Reference: https://youtu.be/XK4yjmApcHo