I was complaining 'chhya regret hune hola pachi' throughout the crowded Ason.someone stopped vehicle by my side and told me -'hudaina hudaina, dhukka le jau'..haha it was a friend whom i haven't seen for long time.We just smiled and parted because traffic. But what a moment!!!

Poems i wrote were washed away by rain. I don't mind it.

Well, it was magazines for me. Different kinds of left magazines were available in my home. I would read about biographies of Rosa,lenin, Marx and others during school. 'आमा' was of the novel i read when i was very young to be reading that in school at 7/8 grade.

But we know what our girl Parijat thought of Bhupi. I am a great fan of how Parizat eloquently criticized her contemporary male poets for obvious reasons. OG.

this cutie came and leaned on me.. i think he wants to hug me so bad. 😭😭

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nayapatrikadaily.com/news-details/1… Dear brother NP Joshi has written a thought-provoking piece on AI. since the use of AI has gone out of hand, this is a must read to understand at least . give it a read.

सान्दाई ™ Apsaraaa I’m sure both editions contain the same shlokas. So, claims of being the “original” seem more about asserting authority through interpretation than about the text itself

The vegeterian. : )

Reading han kang's "The Vegeterian". I am too stunned to speak for now. To balance things, I am also going through kollontoi's " A Autobiography of a sexually emancipated communist woman". These womens have said , Felt enough .period. Wake me up when civilization collapses.

I want to retire.

Where is the Nepali literature that represents Karnali?Staying here and belonging from here, I can't find the authentic and original tone of stories. If I start talking about women writers and women's stories, whole Nepalese intellectual crisis would be felt.

🗣️ भदौ २५, २०८२ बाट काठमाडौंमा "मिटरब्याजविरुद्ध राजधानी मार्च" शोषण अन्त्य गर्न, एकजुट होऔँ ! ✊ #marchtothecapital #againstloanshark

On September mornings like this, my memory drifts back to the taste of wild guavas and amalas. In childhood, we would gather them from the jungle, our frocks brimming with fruit. A light rain would fall as we ran home, laughing, carrying the sweetness of the forest with us.

this led me to rewatching "Village Rockstars" by Rima Das. I couldn't help but dance a little when Dhunu starts playing her guitar on the last scene : )