Dashain Vibes!

15th September 2017

As the monsoon ends,
There is this particular change,
A fresh fragrance comes alive,
In the otherwise humid air,
Smell the crispiness,
Of the approaching season,
Of calmer days and cooler evenings,
Of bluish sky dotted with kite flying,
The nature herself seems to rejuvenate,
From the harsh heat and chaos,
Mingled with the smell of sweet perseverance,
And hope of bountiful harvest, Continue reading

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​I am what I am!

18th July 2017

I maybe means to some, while an end to others;

A protector at one turn, a destroyer in another ;

A prayer offered or an answered boon,

A quest for some and an outcome to others;

I maybe anything you take me for;

But I am what I am and

I will always be what I will be! 

Fluttery

23/6/2017

Fluttery,
My thoughts swoop and plummet,
Deep down at one instant,
Only to soar right up in another,
And disintegrate,
Like a fire cracker,
Or a rain drop,
Into thousand smaller thoughts,
Of no particular shape,
Or size or consistency,
Each thought soar and plummet further,
Miniscule and scattered in a thousand directions,
Here, there and everywhere,
Till it breaks again and clubs again,
To a form a haze,
Of a thousand ideas and,
A zillion notion,
Each one complete in its incompleteness,
Assertive in its doubtfulness,
Strong in its weakness,
Contradicting with its very existence,
Premature and impulsive,
As I stare at my screen,
Trying hard to focus,
But to no avail, Continue reading

Note to Self: No Procrastination!

6th January 2017

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I have always been a “happy go lucky” person. I have always done what I liked, when I liked and how I liked. If I don’t want to do anything particular, I just don’t do it. Period. End of the discussion. When I say it like this, it might paint a very happy, fulfilled picture but I am not trying to paint a golden picture here. Sometimes, when I do what I want and especially when and how I want it; it does have certain negative consequences; especially when you have to get it done anyhow. It might then, impede progress and self growth. Let me simplify this statement: what I mean here is this habit will lead to what we call PROCRASTINATION.

My master’s thesis dissertation is a perfect example. I have delayed it by two years and I have to get it done by this year anyhow. Else, my MSC degree , something in which I have invested my two hard years of my life, will dissolve. It has had some consequences over my personal life too. Every time, I think of doing it; something more urgent or more interesting comes up and I avoid it. Of course, I always promise that I am going to get it done, with full concentration next time but it never happens. Similarly, it has effects in my professional life too. I end up doing too many things at the last hour; basically juggling with deadlines. I deliver always, of course, as I have no other option. But it does leave me thinking how I could have done it timely, without waking up in the middle of night or rushing to just get it done anyhow. Then, I end up vowing, that this will not be repeated ever EVER again!

I end up repeating the same story again, of course! Continue reading

Shrawan~ a month of greenery!

18th July 2016

As the clouds, travelling all the way from Bengal shower their love over the subcontinent, the earth responds with brilliant greenery. It is the most beautiful shade of green; in all its nascent rawness; fresh and new, as if the earth is celebrating life and vigour in full splendour.

The smell of the rain soaked earth is mesmerizing; heavenly indeed; absolutely awe-inspiring. It is as if earth is making love; and not in any obscene or raunchy sort of way but rather pure and magnificent. The lush greenery of the world at this time; the freshness of paddy as it rises from the soil soaking in the rain; the dancing leaves of the tress in the rain is but a piece of art; where nature takes the brush and adds monsoon hues to the world. The air is clean and fresh; and the when the sun peeks in between from the clouds; the world transforms in its golden light.

The adjoining hills are heavenly, with the clouds reigning in all directions, venturing as low as they can. The earth at this time is seductive and bold and the sky adds more to its vigour. There are not much flowers during this season; only the green, brown and grey and it seems that other colours in the following seasons are born from them afterwards.

Rivers are also alive; gurgling with vigour as rain drops pour into them from hinterlands; gifted by their beautiful cousin clouds, brought all the way from Bengal. In turn, it flows and flows, exhilarated to meet the sea. In the course, it breaks all the barriers; takes many forms; unruly and wild. Continue reading

Rain!

rainfall

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4/5/2016

 

The wicked heat,

The dust,

The haze,

from forests burning far away;

The plight,

The suffocation,

The stench,

of the rivers turned into sewage;

The thirst,

The distress,

The dearth,

of every soul living in earth;

You quench it all,

You clean it all,

You negate all,

With your trillions of drops that fall;

In few minutes, an hour or more of you,

The world parched, thus survives and continues anew.

Dear Dharahara, We will rise again!

5th May 2015

A 7.9 richter massive scale earthquake hit my country on 25th April 2015. The central part of Nepal including the capital has been devastated. This nightmare has cost us 8000+ lives and the numbers keep on increasing.It has also cost us our infrastructures, our homes and our heritage. 5 of the UNESCO world heritage sites of Kathmandu valley are ruins, leaving a vacuum in their place and in our hearts. It eats up my heart to see it empty, what had always been there, which we had always taken for granted. Our ancient Durbars that have witnessed the different eras; the various dynasties; many rulers; their conspiracies and untold stories have collapsed. Our temples that have housed our millions of deities; heard trillions of prayers; answered many’s wishes and provided solace to all have crumbled; completely devastated and in ruins. Our deities are homeless like their many believers.

And our Dharahara has collapsed too. With the first seismic waves, hitting Kathmandu valley, it crumbled into pieces and Dharahara 2collapsed to the ground, taking many lives with it. A hundred stories, turned to dust as it fell,. I have been seeing the photos of our fallen Dharahara ever since the second day of the earthquake in national dailies and social media hundreds of times, and it appalls me every time. It has become a symbol of this earthquake, even though other UNESCO listed heritage sites have also faced similar or more destruction.  It is not a World Heritage Site, neither is it so tall , nor it has a unique architecture as such. It is a white tower, 9 stored, significantly tall in yesteryears but these years it stayed cosily amidst other high-rise building and was definitely not our “Qutub-minar” like Indian Media has been asserting. Still, when it opened a few years back for public to climb, it did attract a lot of kathmandu-ties and Nepalese from outside valley. One had to climb it at least once in their lifetime, so we all thought. And so on a packed saturday, when the earthquake hit, it fell with around 400 people in and around the tower. Continue reading