GET INVOLVED | VIEW YOUR CHOICE तपाईको सोचाई हाम्रो रोजाई

GET INVOLVED | VIEW YOUR CHOICE तपाईको सोचाई हाम्रो रोजाई

I WANT A WIFE !

He comes, gets thrown, so tired on the bed,
She comes, feeds us,  bears the fire so red.

She washes his clothes,
He complains the stains.
She asks for help,
He escapes with pretends.

She ties his knot,
It’s okay for him even not to try..
She finds his stuff,
Again the following day, he’s with the same cry:
oh!! Where are my socks??
Wifey, did you see my purse?
Darling please get me my books..
Oh!.. Even my phone is not in my room…

He sits and verdicts,
She rushes to find them..
He yells at the delay
But cannot give a hand

He’s late, she’s quiet..
She’s late, he shouts, she’s again quiet.
He brings his friends,
He enjoys and drinks.
She serves them ice cubes,
And leaves with the plates..!

I know,
My dad loves my mom,
And My mom loves him more..
But had there been their similar life..
Oh Hadn’t he been a husband
And hadn’t she been his wife-
He has his something more than his life,
Who does the garden, Who plays the knife,
Who does his everything and still,
Be his wife..
Oh! Seeing my dad living that life,
I too want someone to be my wife.

This might be an extremity of rage, but I am neither supportive towards, nor rebellious against any gender. Also, this post is not based on generalization and is targeted to only those who are actually living unequal lives with their spouses. I hope this imbalance ends soon.
Cheers to living as a free human being.

WHAT IS ATHEISM ?

                                        

    Atheism is not blasphemy. It is a freedom to think.

A belief that - no supernatural exists,an understanding of what is real and what is not, a state of mind which is free from fear of sins and souls,Atheism is to be able to say NO to null. It has no believers, no followers but it bears the strength to turn around and decline the almost universal belief that upper hands exist and control us. It neither supports, nor stands against any religion. Atheism is only indifference; an atheist does not care.
When you are not supporting any football club, game results are meaningless to you.
Atheism is the same thing.
Atheists do not believe in things that they don't see or find evidence about. Some people grow disapproving the idea of god, religion and religious taboos, whereas, some claim to have transformed into atheists after they found no result as told in stories from trying to make god happy.

                                                               
P.S: this is not written in intention to offend or make hullabaloo of any religious sentiment.
*pictures are taken just for illustration.                                          

                               

three atheism quotes that justify every fact of being an atheist.

The worst moment for the atheist is when he is really thankful and has nobody to thank.

       -Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828 - 1882)

I have too much respect for the idea of God to make it responsible for such an absurd world.

-Georges Duhamel (1884 - 1966)

I'm the world's least happy atheist. I miss having religious faith, but trying to have it seems like trying to be in love with someone that you're not in love with.

                                    -Lisa Williams, Learning the Lessons of Nixon, 03-29-08

THE CRASH !!

                                   
it's jerking the worst.
I am enjoying the best !
they're dying inside,
and i think i am living my rest!

i am more happy to feel ahead-
the threshold to the apex of bliss ..

no barricades on my way,
no bars to arrest my joy..

i have no guilts on dying
as that i would have on living anyhow..
because,
the place i needed to leave far earlier,
i am leaving it now!

my heart pounds of pride to know that
no cloud is exceeding us..
it's us who are falling down!
CRASH!!!!!!

             

                                                                              12th july-2012 :)

because some of us have better things to do !!!!

         “An Atheist believes that a hospital should be built instead of a church. An atheist believes that deed must be done instead of prayer said. An atheist strives for involvement in life and not escape into death. He wants disease conquered, poverty vanished, war eliminated.”
-Justin brown

within myself...

       free in love...<3

i reach so high ..
and even dont know i have no wings to fly...
still defeat the clouds and swim down the rain...
so i can feel the sky-everyday again......

                                                       
in love with vanity
in love with peace..
in love with own self..
in love with grace...

in love with love..
in love with hate..
in love with everything..
left to be perfect..























that know the birds,which fly with me..
that knows the peace there..which i envy..
except me dark,obscure and unknown.....
everything else knows that i am in love..
with peace....with love....and with me......




2nd june,2012 :) saturday

beholding own self...

                                                                                                                                                                Forget the mountains so far..
just forget white snowy view
search the nature far away
only if u dont see its essence in you

behold yourself once..once go deep inside
see the lakes inside ,
the terai and the hills...
do u still wonder ..
about how the nature feels??

peaks so far are dead themselves..
dont you think ours're alive??
those erruptive throw lavas out..
mountains in us give the life..

stones collide and never reform
rocks collapse and destroy entire.
nature's productive just inside us oh!
collides and enters and there's a new life. :)

its nature oh its nature..
there's nothing we can deny,
there are long trees, and caves in between-
longest legs and bosoms so high.
seeds wander freely, flowers bloom so wide..
fruits follow quietly,and there's a new one alive..
its mother oh its mother..
deeper than the ocean..
wider than the sky..
its nature oh its nature..
there's nothing we can deny.
                                         
22nd april-^-2012,sunday :)

Non-living nature

go deep inside the flock so dense,

where the branches are overlapped against,
where leaves are locked with their lips so tight..
fibers and cells all kissing the light..
watching all these and still so calm,
there you try giving some sense-
why is the tree still helpless?
when even its roots are holding the soil,
its alone there with no spell!
see its patience ,defending holy arousal
wouldn't it be hard for us to even try that at all?
But if you can see that we are the same,
we see the rivers ending inside the lake,
making love, playing some games,
and further welcoming a new presence..
if you really feel each beat,
can listen it go fast and repeat,
just be able to feel all these quietly
then you'll see,nature is there.

april-22nd,2012,sunday! :)










                                                                               

nut cracker ;)

Santa: Go and water the plants.
Servant: it's already raining.
Santa: So what? Take an umbrella and go.

the lost love

back from the school,i threw my bag down,
still your hands gave it,the place of its own..
you wiped its dirt off, you kept it right,
still i yelled at you,for the reasons unknown...

tore away my shirt,for a button broke out,
you attached a new one,itself from your only gown..
unseeing your poor muscle-peeping out the hole,
i quarreled for i,didn't get a new one.

you prepared me each meal,all reciped with love..
but i quarreled everyday,for something was too hot..
you cooled it silently,again filled my plate..
i escaped my whole meal now,for you were too late..

you waited the lunch,waited till the midnight,
worried and afraid ,almost-with no appetite..
you listened something and rushed to the door,
where i stood all drunk,with my eyes so blur..                                      

still you dragged me up,pleading me to sleep..
i pushed you instead,down the stairs,so steep..
then i got your next glimpse,tied between the wheelchair..
i blamed you for being,lame even there...

                 the days following then,
my bag never stood up the ground,
my shirt got torn again,this time with pieces around...

still i felt free,partied all night,with music so loud,
who cared if you could not sleep,for a second above...

after ages i was told - you could not speak,
you were struggling hard for a single breathe..
after ages i went up to see your face,
smelt so stinky oh love, i could not resist..
i just felt happy,for you were not dead..


but,
the day came and i was almost too late,
you were being carried out of the gate..
i felt for the first time,i was losing my world,
when i was still trembling for something i ate..

i cried,i ran towards,but how could i meet those eyes??
there was still the same love,sadly pronouncing goodbyes...
i hold your hands and it felt like,i'd never let you go,
i wanted to hug you tightest,like i did ages ago..

but,
for all you were waiting was my little touch oh love..
how would you let go of the chance just so??
smiled and kissed me,even with your last breathe,
and you left me back,crying alone...














i remember you now,
i remember  your love,
i remember that utterly divine...
now i want to love you more... 
but nowhere's is the second time..

today i have everything,every happy days to live..
but,
nowhere is the compensation of the love,i missed to give.....

           -- hey there!don't take so long to love back. Otherwise U'll miss so many reasons to smile afterwards.


                                                                   21st march 2012,Thursday 

                                                                                     

wishing for a rebirth!!

                                                     

i wish ..i was invisible...nobody could see me...
even not my shadow..and i wish..
i could be able to see everything..
so silenty,deadly...

i just wish,i wish myself-flying,surfing,living...
i wish ..i wasnot dead..

instead was alive..like the trees around me...
like the holy birds above ...
like the insects crawling down...
like the purest hearts in love...

i wish,i could tear my grave.....
i could let me free about...
raising my hands up for the help...
i wish i could cry aloud....

i am not afraid of death...oh not at all..
but i dont want to lose my world...
i wish i could come out of the grave....
and show to world,that i am still here!!

sincerely,not afraid of death..
it comes,takes off,its always the same....
its just i want to be silent more and more....
more and more, i want to feel every beats of heart,
listen every ticks of silence....
i want to feel the magic here....

i wish...i could feel the grasses...
could still fly with my dreams..
i wish...i could live again..
in this world again so green ....

i wish..i could, just could be alive...
giggling and laughing....see..oh breathing and living..
i wish ... i wasnot dead..

                                                                                              -2068-2-12-thursday-7:30 pm
                                                                                              -26th may,2011
                                                 

FOR THOSE,WHO GAVE US OUR LIFE!!!!

                                                   सबै जन्मदाता मा समर्पित :) :)
                                                      we all love our parents
                                      

तिमी हाँस्दा हाँस्थ्यो धर्ती अनि हाँसो वरीपरी

रुँदा तिमी रुन्थ्यो बादल संगै झरी पर्ने गरि
नहुँदा तिमी एक्लाएकलै लालाबाला बिचल्लीमा
हुँदा तिमी साथ मा सधैं बेग्लै हुन्थ्यो चुरीफुरी

रिसाउँदा गद्याङ्गुदूङ् कालो निलो हुन्थ्यो गगन
रिसाउँन नि नजान्ने खै रोइदिये हाँस्थ्यौ तिमी
एकछिनलाई म हराउँदा रुँदै रुँदै खोज्न हिँड्थ्यौ
साँच्चै हराएथेँ सम्झ कसरी पो बाँच्थ्यौ तिमी

हात समाउन पाउदा बाघै मार्ने हुन्थ्यो शाहस
समातेको छोडिदा हात शाहस सबै तहस्नहस
नजिक हुँदा हुन्थ्यो सारा न्यानोपना आँफैसँग
टाढा भये तेसै तेसै निस्सासिएर अटस्पटस

भाषा रचिदिन्थ्यौ,तोते बोली पनि बुझ्थ्यौ तिमी
एकछिन रोइदिये सम्झ कति आँसु पुछ्थ्यौ तिमी
बगाउने झरी आवोस छुन दिदैनथ्यौ बरु ,
काख मा मलाई लुकाएर छाता बन्थ्यौ रुझ्थ्यौ तिमी

थाकेर कैले थाक्दैनथ्यौ या थाकें म भन्दैनथ्यौ
लुकेर तिमी रुन्थ्यौ थाहा छ तर आसुँ गन्दैनथ्यौ
कान समाइ आफ्नै बरु तेसै जिताइदिन्थ्यौ तिमी
कथा मा नै सिंगो रात त तेसै बिताइदिन्थ्यौ तिमी

बोल्थ्यौ तिमी लाग्थ्यो आँफै बोल्दिदैछौ मेरा कुरा
बोली नफुट्दा मै मेरो तिमी गर्थ्यौ वाक्य पुरा
बिरामी भये एक्छिन रोये डराएर नीँद कहाँ
सम्हाल्थ्यौ पो कसरी खै छोइनसक्नु ती छुरा भुरा

दाँत कलिला लोभ धेरै लाग्थ्यो खानै सक्दिन झैं
तिमी चपाइदिन्थ्यौ पापा निलिदिन्थें म ज्ञानी भई
त्यती मिठो निल्दै पनि चपाउन त सिकेँ तर
आँफै चपाउनु पर्दा मुख को गाँस खेल्थ्यो मुखमै

हातै को न्यानो सिरानी मा रातभरी कथा सुन्दा
संगै कलम समाउँदा रमाउँदा तारा गन्दा
भन्थ्यौ त्यही ज्ञानी हुन्छ त्यहाँ टेक्न सक्छ जस्ले
भन्दिन्थेँ म अज्ञानी भै जुन लाई त्यहा टांस्यो कस्ले

छोइदिये मात्र तिम्ले तेसै मिठो हुन्थ्यो त्यो माम
नख्वाइद्ये के पुग्दैनथ्यो कुन्नी लाग्थ्यो खाम कि नखाम
खेल्दा सँगै हात समाउँदै चाहिन्थे अरु साथी कहाँ
तिमी पनि बिर्‍सिदिन्थ्यौ कहाँ धन्दा कता छ काम

किन यति धेरै माया लाग्छ तिम्रो सधैंभरी
आँखा चिम्ले पनि तिमी नाचिरहन्छौ वरीपरी
सपनामै देखेपनि फेरि जन्मे जस्तो लाग्ने
लुकिरहुं जस्तो लाग्ने तिम्रै काखमा घरिघरि


                                                         प्रेरणा-2068-03-25,saturday
                                                          9th july-2011 :)


















   

;)

here it goes! it reached 106..happy happy:) ...unmanaged me has started to manage her blog..oh ...my sister's gonna faint....she's just throwing and throwing punches on me .. but its good...i at least learnt to manage something :):) 8-) 

yes! i proudly know ''THE ART OF LIVING''

showing my teeth was always easy for me! 

but i know to smile now!! 
actually,smile from heart!


i never felt pain for wounds of others!
but now its everyone,i care for!


it was always me,waiting for a chance..
before i knew,oppurtunity will just leap on me!!


i now accept the truth and enjoy every company..
i'm no more same,wanting everything according to me!


i never thought of others..yes i negleted carelessly..
but now i think..
was that the same me..who loved myself only??


i was in search of complete me..
but how come i forgot??there are lot others,
walking with one leg only...
i used to worry,feel hopeless,i used to be lonely..
but now i've realised
there are millions around,seeking a hand for company..


and now i feel like-
i can behold the dreams of the sightless..
i can hear the songs of speechless..
i can crawl along with the wheelchairs..
and i feel totally complete here..


because i can do the things now, which the same me before could never even think to be able to do!!! 


yes!! i know ART OF LIVING!!!!

RAPED UNBORN!

                                          

everytime she screamed-her helpless mom,
it was striking her,so painful inside the womb..
still smiling-the unborn fawn,
waiting the moment she'll born down..
BUT,
how would she know?
how her mom was fighting with blood..
to save the small life,inside so poor..

slowly the canal left the fawn..
it got detached ! ooh she was falling down..

so happy...ooh so happy....
she was dreaming of her first sight -so bright..
almost sure that,
mummy dear will held her so tight..
BUT,
neither her mom was screaming now,
nor herself was getting down her way..
was her,waiting a breathe some ago,
she's the same now ,turning eyes away..

it was when mom's heart stopped and calmed down,
as the strength surrendered to save the unborn..

unbearable torture..oh unhealable pain..
so dreary was to be most beautiful day..
how nowhere existed the humanity oh earth!!
even raped in such a day..pushing the child far back away...

unknown of all these,still trying to breathe..
struggling down the lifeless mom,poor herself fighting with death...
he ran away, the beast-bloody coward and afraid..
seeing a fawn's hand, heading towards the land!!!

oh nobody saw them ..nobody saw them.

an unborn giving her hands for help..
a hand out,and mom dead herself..
how could her dream live now??how could she breathe??
oh poor living child was herself raped till death!!
                                                                                                    17th march-2012,saturday!    

                                                                                                     

my grandmother

when everyone show up,pat me and go,

she comes near me and drives my tears slow..

when she closes her eyes,

holding them roll down.

i feel more beloved,when she does so.
the time i see my pain in her face,

it just goes toughest; but i do cry less.

when her lap gets wet,

where my tears rest,

there's where her warmth..smelling its best.

BUT,
the utopia i reach,

and the heaven i feel.

is when i hide myself,
tight between her breasts.