Timeless Tidbits
Things happen. People show their attitudes and change demeanors. I experience fluctuations in my view of the world. The phenomena appear static though, theoretically, they are in flux. Isn’t this…
Mundane Moment Musings
It’s not the day Some days are just ordinary, like this particular day. But they do not fail to give varied experiences. Every new day demands a thorough reading of…
The ‘Last’ Semester at the ‘Center’: Ramblings on My Pre-Transfer Tenure
This rambling fulfills a promise though fairly late. I had told the BBIS 2020 batch at the close of their Fall 2021 semester that I would scribble my own while…
हाम्रै कथाहरूको कुरा
प्रिय रघुजी, फिनिक्स चराको जस्तो जिन्दगी भइसक्यो। तपाईँले भनेझैँ “लकडाउन गुरूकुल” मा बिलिन भएका कारण सान्सारिक रंगहरूसँगको सहवास टुट्यो। दिमागमा लेख्न लायक केही फुरेन। जब अलि-अलि विचारको हलचल भएको अनुभूति…
On Intellectual Disuse
Some of our undergraduates show remarkable philosophical leaning when they are allowed to discuss life. The discussion sometimes involves such meaningful questions, directed to the teacher like me: “When do…
A Pursuit Never Seriously Tried
I sing at times. I do it as a passion, as a part of my being who I am born to become. Those who have heard me sing ask me…
A Letter from YFU
My Dear Would-be Student: I know you exist somewhere. You just completed your secondary education. You are willing to join a university. You are perhaps thinking of a university never…
Try Not to Solve These
Very simple riddles. Try not to solve these. I myself do not. Things live so far as I live. I believed this when I was a child, or was just…
Wrangling about a Poem
A poem does not necessarily make an appeal to everyone. My task as a teacher is to make students understand a poem in the simplest way possible. But, I face…
My Sensibility as a University Teacher
By destiny or design, I started as a ‘nursery teacher’ in 1994 following a fairly detached effort to be trained in ‘electronics’ (radio and television). Now as an Associate Professor…
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.…