Trashing: why are we so good at it?

NEPAL IS A BEAUTIFUL COUNTRY. MOUNT EVEREST LIES IN NEPAL. NEPAL IS THE HOME OF THE HIMALAYAN CULTURE. This is what our travel and trek businesses tell their international clients. Or at least this is what we brag about our wicked nation-thanks to our biases- while answering foreigners' questions on Quora and Reddit. Indeed, our mountains and  … Continue reading Trashing: why are we so good at it?

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Digital Tales of an Analog Society

Nepal’s urban life when viewed from an observer’s eyes is a splendid spectacle. This mixture of sweat and fume, dust and mud, abundance and crisis is self-celebratory. There are heroes and villains, there are the oppressed and the oppressors that have made a truce to live askance in a disturbed harmony. All the while, there … Continue reading Digital Tales of an Analog Society

In between; stereotypes and the middle class millennial

In this age full of digital nuisance, we’re rambling beneath restless heads scoured by seemingly useless college degree that never taught how to live, love, create, and give back. My dear millennial generation infuses itself with an aura of indignation and facile romanticism even though it doesn’t know how or whom to question. We’re chasing … Continue reading In between; stereotypes and the middle class millennial

Cons of Consciousness

I’ve no answers to why I sit down before my keyboard and type. There’s a compulsive urge for spilling my thoughts that I can’t help but give a form. I guess I am securing myself some sanity. Whatsoever, I produced a good, dark cup of coffee minutes before, but that has already turned cold. The … Continue reading Cons of Consciousness

From a hilltop.

I don't see any tags that say- "we give you happiness", or "connecting people" , or "you're the best"(and worst); or some raw slogans of making things "better", "again!".   From a hilltop, I can't hear bloodstains splashing white sheets of our being. My lungs stop respiring the normal dose of hypocrisy, I don't feel … Continue reading From a hilltop.

An Ode to Creative Bonding

Have you ever read a poem that gave you goose bumps, made a gentle itch in your soul that you desperately wanted to meet the poet in person? Have you ever heard a tune and felt a deep emotional attachment with it that you just wanted to shout out loud to the composer, out of … Continue reading An Ode to Creative Bonding

The Schism of Being

How long does it take to dance to the life's tune? We live in a void: the schism between being and appearing is what keeps us alive. Aren't we constantly torn apart by the two forces? One pulls inward, and treats everything with an inherent convergence. The other ploys for emanation, for donning a virtue. … Continue reading The Schism of Being