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Why Isn’t Life like Poetry?

Pramod Pradhan I look at flowers,and compare life with them.A question springs within me:why isn’t life beautiful like flowers? The river is flowing in forceful currents,I...

Maina’s Mother is Just Like Us

Indra Bahadur Rai Waking a bundle of greens and lifting it from where it lies sleeping on the asphalt, then hugging it as if it...

Kindness Prevails, Wealth Doesn’t

Laxmi Upreti In a certain country, there lived a rich man by the name Narendra. Since he was quite healthy, he was very proud. All...

Death Caves

Som Nath Ghimire Whether I gallop or staggerTo destinations—distant or nearWhether I chase sunshine or shadowsWhether my eyes are full of dreams or tearsWhether I...

Ruler

Babu Ram Shrestha ‘Yatri’  Confidently I have seen I have suffered I read every day Rulers  My experience Is longer than that of the rulersThey keep coming back I will not return...

Am I at Fault?

Renu Thapa People love to see others in pain, I mean I think so. Never in my 17 years of existence have I ever met...

The Lamp of Genesis

Poshan Pandey The fight was between gods and demonsit was about churning the deepsand about elixir and poison. Why should that wanderer alonedrink all the poisondeliberately…? Why...

Still Standing

Suraj Raj Keshari Life passed by millennial falls And hundreds of decades, of springs and all The storm tried to root me up Yet, I am here  Since the...

Then I Am Inspired to Write

Hem Raj Kafle I hear one say:This land, the trees and the fruitsbelong to me,I inherit these from my ancestor;I hear another say:No, this land,...

She Kept Waving Her Hands

Eagam Khaling A thin but fair looking girl was constantly staring outside from the bus. The noises of the passengers had awakened her up. The...

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