fake friend/real friend?
FAKE FRiENDS: Never ask for food.
REAl FRiENDS: are the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRiENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs
REAl FRiENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FAKE FRiENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAl FRiENDS: Would sit next to you sayin "Damn ... we fucked up ... but that **** was fun!"
FAKE FRiENDS: never seen you cry.
REAl FRiENDS: cry with you
FAKE FRiENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then giv
i’m waiting with patience
for a different death.
transformation will happen
by itself (when it has to )
and i’ll step into a new birth of realization.
yes, i’m waiting to be awakened.
love, hate, mirth, melancholy,
sympathy, nullity, fear, ecstasy
(all my entrails, my flesh,
bones and my subtlest marrow)
let me live them, and relive them always
with acceptance, friendliness and witnessing eyes
so that i’ll be able to ease myself, be centered
and reach exactly where
What have i been up 2??
Just the thought of writing all of them down is
kinda of overwhelming me!!
So many ideas, few executed.
So many emotions, few made known.
it's been almost 2 month or so ever since
i've punched on this keyboard.
Yeah, raising a child isn't as easy as it looks..
When Brian turned 11th month(June),
he was in hospital 4 bronrithistics 4 days.
Upon his discharge,
he was talking his 1st steps.(31.07.2007)!!
At 1st, he gave us that cheecky look tha
listening to you
i don't even realize i'm listening to you.
don't know how, but i helplessly lose myself
in your words guiding me with the lantern
through the nooks and crannies of your feelings
and then to the shrine i truly worship - your heart.
you say things
and without any effort
i see things emerging therein.
each words you utter to me thus become a vision --
vision that totally surrounds me, lulls me, gets into my soul
and takes me to a world i never wan
Sounds pessimistic? Right. Of Course, let’s talk about pessimism sometimes. Let’s talk about dark things in life. Life is not only spring; it passes through many many cold winters. You tell me, are not you felt bored, sad, unhappy, and angry in life? You have man, you must have. Then, why do not you talk about those things?
I have a question, why do you write only about the good food and good taste? Yes, I have read and heard many times about that tasty Ice Cream, Spicy Biryani, Cris
The statues and figurines of Buddha we see all around us are the statues of Shakyamuni Siddhartha Gautama the "Buddha" who was born in Kapilavastu, an ancient province of Nepal, as the son of king Suddhodana and Queen Maya Devi. The Queen had few auspicious dreams before the lord entered her womb from the Tushita heaven.
As Prince Siddhartha Gautama came to the age 28 he renounced the kingdom and lived the life of a mendicant. He sought and attained enlightenment in six years under a pipala
Basically, I am a medical student. I jot down here few experience that I had and noticed the differences between life as a medical student in the UK and in Nepal.
Let me begin with...
(to be updated soon!)
... ancient eyes
lost n found again ...
magic glimmer the same ...
reflection of heart purest the same ...
twinkling mischief the same ...
healer & killer the same ...
imparting soul-messege the same ...
those ancient eyes ...
my surest assurance against all odds ...
the same ...
वसन्तमा फूल्यो फूल मन फूलेन कैले पनि
भूल्न खोजे ति दिन तर याद आउँछ ऐले पनि
चेपारेका सात रंग बुझ्न साह्रै कठीन भयो
माया होला भन्ने सोचि मुटु दियँ मैले पनि
धोखा पायँ चोट लाग्यो छिया-छिया भयो छाती
मेरो मन भन्छ दीपि गल्ति गरिस तैंले पनि
एउटा नाम एक्लो जिवन त्यसै माथी पिडा मात्र
ऐले मात्र होईन दीपि एक्लै थिई पैले पनि
दिन बित्छ जसो-तसो रात बित्छ छटपटिमा
कस्तो भाग्य पायँ मैले रुनु पर्ने जैले पनि
The dawning of the New Year
is a moment when we look 4ward with hope;
we make resolutions 2 improve ourselves,
2 change those weaknesses that
seem 2 make our lives more difficult than
they ought 2 be, or
2 change things that
our friends tell us makes us
disagreeable 2 be around.
When we make these resolutions,
we do it in the hope that
the problems of the year just ended
n that the year ahead
will be a period of health n
“Without music life would be nothing.” Nietzsche had once said. And its straightly reflects the importance of music in human life. There’s not a soul who’s not influenced, inspired or moved by music, whether this type or that. It is a subject so vast that any attempt to explain it, no matter how elaborate, can only manage to trace a few or little of many directions in which music moves – the context in which it is created, produced and listened to. From folk to classical, jazz to blues, country
... a day just like any other day ... in the sense that it came n now its almost gone ...
nothing esp happened n yet everything that happened was nth less than esp ... evening
came n i got myself drenched in the rain sauntering around bhatbhateni n baluwatar ( hoping
to escape the aftermath of sneeze n all that... n got no coffee outside all the shops being
closed ) ... been ages since i last went cuddly with the rain like this ... came in with a
blackout ... did the cooking ...
Audio available here audio is more funny.....
One a day I´m gonna to Malta to big a hotel. In a morning I got down to eat a breakfast. I tell a waitress: "I wanna two pieces of toast."
She brings me only one piece.
I tell her: "I wanna two piece."
She says: "Go to the toilet."
I say: "You don´t understand? I wanna two piece in my plate."
She says: "You better no piss in a plate, you son of a bitch!"
I don´t even know the lady and she call me son of a bitch.
I go to
... had just come online when i came across this very sad news ... moreover a bro of mine is in the same state ... all 3 students killed in the car crash are nepalis ... my condolences to their families ... n may the departed souls rest in peace ...
... kind of surprised at myself that i found time at last to update things here ... not that i'm too busy ... it's just that i'm a little lazy ... someone rightly calls me 'birale' now n then whenever she's here in the sense that once back inside my den i rarely do things that can really be called activity except reading books outside my curriculum or sitting justlikethat or simply sleeping ... been ages without properly surfing net( n not checking mails only), watching tv or listening to the
Y do we think we have so much control over everything!!?
I guess it’s just a natural inclination.
In psych, we learn that
a sense of control (real or imagined), decreases stress.
I can see the truth in that.
I have mastered the art of the controlled mess.
My obsessive-compulsive tendencies drive me 2
But sometimes I just need a mess.
So I allow myself a guilty pleasure—
a hamper of clothes at the end of my bed,
a pile of unread mail—
It's been quite a while ever since i have posted blog.
Guess i'll just be brief n
type away the thoughts of what had happened in the recent weeks.
All of it seemed so fresh in my mind.
In our "unresolved issues",
We seem 2 have our roots grounded deeply,
N somehow 4 1 or another reason,
they got stuck
n did not finish passing through
which thus clouded the judgment...
Even with some confrontation,
none of us were willingly 2 face what actually happened.
Being by the nature of my upbringing,
all my energies having been directed 2
1 channel of activity,
crippled from other activities
n made helpless even 2 live.
No cause is helpless if it is just.
deep inside us all that really suffers in ways
we would never permit an insect 2 suffer....
Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless
as in trying to speak comfort
4 great bereavement.
I will not try it.
Time is the only comfort...