Art And Culture

When I Miss Home, I Miss Her The Most

It was a beautiful warm sunny day. I felt like I...

July 18, 2022

A Lesson From An Old Diary

“Why should my socks be exactly as long as they say?...

June 19, 2022

The English Language’s Indispensable Position in Nepali Life: Is (not) it a problem?

It is not uncommon that most boarding schools in Nepal give...

January 27, 2022

Poetry

Hope

September 23, 2016 0 Comments

Somewhere safer, where walking alone feels free not feared. Somewhere brighter, where darkness is a gift, not horror. Where your heels make music, not noise. Where your tiara means royalty, not adultery. Where love makes sense, and so do you. Where sexuality expressed is power, not a license to rape. Where liberation is a state,

Poetry

Let’s go back, let’s be a kid again

September 23, 2016 0 Comments

Let’s go back, let’s be a kid again, when missing morning cartoons and going to school was the only pain. When the only delicious food was cooked by your mother, and playing games was great with your elder sister and brother. Let’s go back, let’s be a kid again, when we made paper boats and