As I sit down to express the depth of my love for you, words seem to fall short in capturing the essence of what you mean to me. You are the epitome of beauty, grace, and strength, and every day with you is a testament to the incredible journey we’ve embarked upon together.

 I thought even an innocent child is sustaining his life by hawking packets of sweets. Curiously I asked him, “Don’t you like going to school?”   Struggle for Survival. A small boy, probably around 10 years old was roaming around Chakrapath with packets of sweets. I was standing on the side of the road, waiting for…

I don’t know when my father started riding a bicycle. But I am sure that, this bicycle is as old as my father. It was my daily routine to wait for my father every evening knowing that he will keep me in his bicycle and take me to the ride. That was one of my happiest moment of…

Writing or speaking is an expression of an opinion. We write so that we can contribute, though in a small scale, in building an opinion about an issue. While doing so we quote. However, many times, the quotes just turn out to be the elaboration of the quoted personality’s doctrine.

A few days ago my friend asked me “What do you expect from life?” Hu, what kind of question is this? At that time I just ignore that and left it with some smile. After the all day work tackling the traffic and pollution of Kathmandu I came to my room. After having a dinner it was the time for bed. All of a sudden my mind strikes with that question, “What do you expect from life?”

As a Hindu tradition the dead body had to be taken to the Pashupatinath for cremation which is quite far by foot. We proposed to take the dead body in a vehicle but majority of our relatives vehemently objected and told it should be carried on shoulders and that also bare foot.