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…. Then there was this Saraswati Puja. For us it was a rare school festival than a worship. The school would suddenly turn into a picnic spot for one day.…
Heroes and Credits
The crucial years of social movements beyond 1950s places the ruling elites on the frontline of grabbing credits for political changes. History attributed the success of 1950 anti-Rana movement to…
अधिकार होस्, अन्धकार नहोस्
मेरो परिवार पुस्तौंदेखि वहुजातीय समाजमा बसोबास गर्दै आएको हो। हजुरबा, हजुरामा, बुबा, काका र फुपूहरू नेवार, तामाङ, राई, गुरूङ्ग र दलितहरूसँग हुर्कनु भएको हो। हजुरबाका जजमानहरू तिनै जातका मानिसहरू थिए।…
कामाविदेखि यात्रा अंग्रेजीसँग
कालिका मा. वि. बाट प्रवेशिका सकेको दुई दशकभन्दा बढी र टाँडी छोडेको नै एक दशक भइसकेकोले त्यहाँका अधिकांश वासिन्दाहरूका लागि म परिचित नाम नहुन सक्छु। तर मोरङ्ग जिल्लाको उत्तरपूर्व क्षेत्रमा…
Research for Tertiary Level Presenters
This article presents basic ideas of research based on my experiences of teaching a tertiary level course in English communication skills. The purpose is to outline some down-to-earth steps to…
Prices and costs…
What is the price of favouring truth? What is the cost of disfavouring chicanery? I am trying to answer these two questions these days. Even when people look like creating…
“God Made It, Sir.”
This is a story from the time I was in grade six twenty seven years ago. We had Moral Science (Naitik Shiksha) in the fifth period, and in the sixth…
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.…
Families Matter
Our society is a little ahead from appreciating the idea of having a number of children, or establishing a big family. The old maxim of “let the children spread over…
Right Things Wronged
Something went wrong with my work in the last semester. It was the time, time and time. It slipped away though I was 24 hours around KU. There were ridiculous…
I saw you and walked away …
I saw you and walked away leaving my eyes there The path had gone silent The moon had set Someone was walking slowly along I saw you and walked away…