प्रिय रघुजी, फिनिक्स चराको जस्तो जिन्दगी भइसक्यो। तपाईँले भनेझैँ “लकडाउन गुरूकुल” मा बिलिन भएका कारण सान्सारिक रंगहरूसँगको सहवास टुट्यो। दिमागमा…

Some of our undergraduates show remarkable philosophical leaning when they are allowed to discuss life. The discussion sometimes involves such…

I sing at times. I do it as a passion, as a part of my being who I am born…

My Dear Would-be Student: I know you exist somewhere. You just completed your secondary education. You are willing to join…

Very simple riddles. Try not to solve these. I myself do not. Things live so far as I live. I…

A poem does not necessarily make an appeal to everyone. My task as a teacher is to make students understand…

By destiny or design, I started as a ‘nursery teacher’ in 1994 following a fairly detached effort to be trained…

By luck or chance, I am in a condition to speak of three earthquakes, which Nepalis who lived during the…

I suddenly got tormented by a question when I saw scars in my elder son’s hands: “Do I carry something…

The following piece was written for Nelta Choutari in January 2013 as a reflection of my four-year engagement in team…

On the occasion of the launching of Six Strings some five years ago, one of my professors satirically but with…