देश डुल्दा फुरेका विचारहरू
किन हो किन म बढी अप्टिमिस्टिक छु भविष्य पर्खेर बसेको यो देशप्रति त्यही पर्खाइमा समाहित यी देशवासीप्रति यदि रोग हो भने अप्टिमिज्म जुन ठाउँमा छ उपचार यसको त्यहीँ पठाइदेऊ यो…
‘A Delightful Child’ Once Again
I joined the Master in Higher Education program of KUSOED in August 2022. Taking classes as a student after a gap of fifteen years was a unique experience. Today, I…
An Elegy on Hypocrisy
I entered Kathmandu University (KU) in August 2000 with a history almost emaciated by employment at private schools. The founder of the first school I served in Morang knew but…
Post-Fifty Prattle
Coming to Terms Fifty-two years ago, I landed on this earth. I can imagine the ambiance at home. It must have been before sunrise on a cold December 22 morning;…
A Letter from My Writer Persona
Dear Maldai I dwell inside you but consider it appropriate to call you daai. I admit that I took form within you only when you learned to scribble and realized…
Cattle Grazing Kafles
Generations of my family up to me went cattle grazing in the forest. I can vividly recount some aspects of styles and experiences from my grandfather. I saw him do…
गैर-भौगोलिक माहोलबाट
प्रिय रघुजी, मलाई बेलाबेला यस्तो लाग्छ, मौका पर्छ र सम्भव हुन्छ भने सयौं मानिसले गरिरहने कामभन्दा अलग काम गर्न सकियोस्, अलग सोच्न सकियोस्, अलग लेख्न सकियोस्। तर अलग हुने रटान…
Whose Tutelage?
At times, concerns about young people’s ‘disappearance’ from Nepal sound barely convincing. The young occasionally show unpredictable public presence. They emerge all of a sudden in fairs, fanfares, and festivities.…
Ramblings of a Hemanist
I am Hem Raj, a humanist. This is my way of introducing myself – my first name and a phrase that describes me in relation to teaching, my profession. A…
On Being Counted among Promising Cousins
I have always found it very difficult to regard a single person as ‘My Mentor.’ It is plainly so because a good number of people have helped shape my life’s…
Learn-English Saga
Father was taught English by a teacher who was educated at a British school in Darjeeling. He had this rare ‘asset’, English, for his time and circle. I owe my…