Writer of the Month

Interview

A University Teacher should not Be a Slave to Anything: Govinda Raj Bhattarai

I read your first novel Muglan long ago. It was a good reading. I was quite surprised to find Parijat's beautiful preface there. In...

Interview

The World Doesn’t Yet Fully Appreciate the Power of the Arts: Lisa Loving Dalton

They learnt that scientist and the technologist need imagination, they need creativity to be developed they need body mind coordination, they need socialization to...

Interview

Bhupi is Overrated as a Poet: Hari Adhikary

What led you towards the literature? I find this question a bit difficult to answer affirmatively. In fact, I have no clear idea about what...

Writer of the Month

Seed Poems Can Make Us Graze on a Wider Space: Tulsi Thapa

I saw you in a group photo with renowned writer Parijat in your room. Let's start our interview with it. Oh yes ! To me...

Writer of the Month

Some ‘Seed Poems’

TULSI THAPA PeaceHey Where you are?You are so much wantedAfter your defeat in war.MisplacedHistory ! You, here?Please go and be storedIn a library somewhere.An...

Writer of the Month

The Other Sky

Tulsi Thapa Day-1, evening It was an early December evening, days were shorter. It seemed that night hastened to chase the daylight and snatched the warmth...

Interview

Nepali Language Binds the Indian Gurkhas Together: Manprasad Subba

Manprasad Subba Your statement, “There was a bull that was sold on the eve of Dashain; probably it got unimagined price,” seems to be fiercely...

Poetry

I Can’t Breathe

Manprasad Subba George,the three words you laboriously utteredbefore you ceased to bebeneath the avalanche of snow-white knee,now thundering in the sky of America and everywhere,loudly...

Reflections

Manprasad Subba and the Question of Poetic Relevance

Mahesh Paudyal One of the biggest risks prolific writers across the world run is the fear of being irrelevant. This happens for two reasons: first,...

Poetry

A Flowing Mirror

Manprasad Subba Eachdropof wordstricklingdownquietlyfrom your eyeswashed the mistof my passion in such a wayit turned into a mirrorof crystal-flowing waterin which your face blushedand in...

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