Home for me is Evening Cup of Tea with her Stories on Side
Home My home in Surkhet is decorated with yellow and red mud over the walls. The greenery around my house gives a fresh air. Ripe mangoes fall in the baranda early morning. The smell of…
Home My home in Surkhet is decorated with yellow and red mud over the walls. The greenery around my house gives a fresh air. Ripe mangoes fall in the baranda early morning. The smell of…
Journey to the Word Warriors When I was younger, I was never told not to cook. I’ve been cooking since I was 8, since my mummy used to come home late from work. Everyone likes…
A Letter From an Old house to the Oldest Son | Old Memories Dear Raman, On those days a place called home was this house and that’s me. I wasn’t too old that all of…
On 26 June 2015 | Thoughts all of a Sudden I closed all the windows to avoid the rays of the sunlight coming into my room. Ignoring the voice of my mamma who was calling…
Anger lies inside the heart Body acts what the heart says and show off Calculate your anger and happiness Divide them both by sadness Eagerness, it creates Figure it out for yourself Go to the…
Funny Bunny and the Pumpkin Bunny is hungry He cries and looks for friends around him But he sees nobody He saw a pumpkin looking at him with big eyes Bunny gets shocked! “Why are…
A Child on the Road My feelings on a child that I saw on the road. Nothing forever that he could be tide. The boy was searching for something but I didn’t know what?? When…
If I were ..!! If I were an independent person I could help my family. I would solve all their tensions. I wouldn’t let my dad go far from the house leaving us alone at…
A Real Victim of Isolation My bed is mine, only mine this time. After my 18 hours travel on a public bus from Kathmandu to Surkhet. This time my brother can't wake me up using…
I am a Woman! I am a woman. A woman in Nepal A woman far behind that capital. The woman that you see with her baby on her back walking down the street carrying rice…