खै, जागिर पो होला कि नहोला
दुईहजार सन्ताउन्न साल साउनको कुरा — “हाउ मालदाइ, केयुमा भ्याकेन्सी खुल्या’ छ है। राम्रो संस्था भन्छन्, कि ट्राइ मार्ने हो”? हातको पत्रिका देखाउँदै मेरो भूतपूर्व रूमपार्टनरले सुनायो। रजिष्ट्रारको नाममा जारी…
Art, Audacity, Opulence
Writing is an art. Readers experience the artistry. No writer is fully satisfied because s/he knows something was missed. Sometimes interesting ideas click when the work has gone out of…
सुधार्नु नपर्ने सन्तानहरू
रातिको यात्रा कहिलेकाहीँ फाइदाजनक नै हुन्छ। मुख्य कुरा यात्रामा दिन जाँदैन। यात्रा अघि तयारीको र यात्रा पछि थकानको निहुँबाहेक दिनभर काम गर्न सकिन्छ। यही एक कारण म प्राय: रातिको यात्रा…
From Louis Tavern
27 June 2008 I am at Louis Tavern Dayrooms, Bangkok, along my first international trip. The US Embassy has gracefully booked a hotel room for me to spend a night.…
Sweet Seventeen
August 11, 2000 (2057-04-27) “A tiring journey to Kathmandu University along with Prem – to apply for the post of a teaching assistant. Useless it was! They want one to…
Tiny Epiphanies
I am barely inspired to travel with a high frequency though my mind often ‘wanders across continents’ trying to endorse my desire to confirm that humans are fundamentally same everywhere.…
Literacy, school and stories…
My literacy began with my being able to speak, and when what people said began to make sense to me. And it began with listening verses from Mahabharata and Ramayana.…
Spectacle, Aftermath and Awakening
By luck or chance, I am in a condition to speak of three earthquakes, which Nepalis who lived during the last eighty two years narrate with some familiarity and confidence.…
Three-Scar Memento
I suddenly got tormented by a question when I saw scars in my elder son’s hands: “Do I carry something similar in my body that reminds me of my (grand)parents?”…
Old Place, New Mission
I walked out of home in spite of my mother’s admonition not to expose myself in the sweltering heat of “seven suns together.” I could not be stopped from going…
Wish for a Bigger, Better Choutari
The following piece was written for Nelta Choutari in January 2013 as a reflection of my four-year engagement in team blogging. I remember seeing Shyam only once in one of…