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Micro Story : I Love Arunima

~Eagam Khaling~ A young girl who had come to the bank of a river to take a short walk writes on the dry sands of the bank with her index finger—‘I love Arun’, just below that, she writes again

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Story : Fascination

~Suraj Shreewastav~ Mid June, 2000 AD, It was Birgunj, the southerner Terai city of Nepal. I was ready for my home. Bus departure time is 3:30 pm. I was waiting too long for holiday, so I was excited to reach … Continue reading

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Poem : Espresso

~Prabal Thapa~ sip of espresso its bitterness is the truth as you taste with your tongues’s bud start your day

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Micro Story : Wife

~Eagam Khaling~ Do you know the temperature has tremendously gone down from the last week? Europe happens to turn more beautiful in the months of autumn, isn’t that true? Listen! I have heard that your boss has owned a new … Continue reading

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Translated Poem : Motherland

~Namrata Guragain~ Translated by Sharad Acharya Motherland is not the selective alcoholic drink That you take to ease your tension of the day Neither it is a prompt cup of bed tea You drink as you awake of keep the … Continue reading

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Poem : While depicting the ‘Life’

~Pravin Rai Jumeli~ A brush dipped in yellow am walking over the lonesome backdrop of ‘Wheatfield with crows’ are not shivering the Vangogh hands of painter Words are aching

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Poem : I

~Kalpana Satyal~ In every cell of my body is a living miracle The wholeness of me is an infinite miracle I am that, which no one knows

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Poem : God, this is an elegy for you

~Pravin Rai Jumeli~ God himself was in wonder in the uncovered tale of his forms that from the ages hearing the moans of unlimited prayers

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Micro Story : Eyes to Eyes

~Eagam Khaling~ A handsome man enters into a coffee-café. This was his first time in the café. He shouts once, for a cup of coffee, keeping his handbag on the chair beside, then sits on another chair in a relaxed … Continue reading

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Micro Story : A poet

~Eagam Khaling~ One full moon night, a fully drunken poet visited a lake. There, he managed to get a traditional boat to row around the lake. His thin dog was barking at him from the land. Hearing the dog barking … Continue reading

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Translated Story : Sukanya, Alias Nilima

~Sharmila Khadka Dahal~ Translation : Ram C. Khatri I feel the warmth of a woman’s exhalation. I wake up. I am unconscious. My eyes open with difficultly, but close again. All my senses are inactive. Slowly I try to take … Continue reading

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Microstory : Vision

~Binaya Kasajoo~ “You need a ‘Vision’ to develop your country”, said the teacher. One of his pupils started a ‘tele-vision’ station in the city. Another pupil constructed a ‘high-vision’ hall in his village.

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Story : The Other Way

~Jiwan Kshetry~ Sarala has cried countless times in her life. But this night in her forty-fifth year has no similarity with the sad nights earlier. She kept flowing tears that soaked her pillow. She was feeling dizzy and somewhat disoriented … Continue reading

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Research Paper : Is Philosophy Dead?

~Eagam Khaling~ This paper is an outcome of reaction after reading Professor Stephen Hawking and Leonard Mlodinow’s statement that philosophy is dead because it has failed to keep up with modern development in science, particularly physics (maybe the ‘theoretical science’ … Continue reading

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Poem : In the darkest depths of solitude

~Jiwan Kshetry~ In the darkest depths of solitude, there lies a humble picture of yours: a glimpse of light comes and goes, then remains the pervasive darkness. In the darkest depths of solitude, gloom lurks behind the facade of normalcy;

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Poem : Looking in

~Jiwan Kshetry~ Me and that untouched glass of liquor late at night, alone at home, me and a glass of liquor Storms come and gone yet the mountain has not moved flowing eternally, yet the river is not dry

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Micro Story : Blue Eyes

~Eagam Khaling~ A young man, with a high josh, dives barely into the blue water of the two ponds and swims across but cannot gain a complete satisfaction. He again dives into the water but that also fails to gratify … Continue reading

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Poem : Seen Unseen

~Shreejana Rajbahak~ A mere fear craves for my soul I see shadows that i can’t see I hear the voices that i shouldn’t hear I feel something thats’ not even there An open door A closed door

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Translated Poem : To the Star of the Indigo Night

~Bhim Darshan Rokka~ Translation : Maya Watson To this star of the indigo night I am looking for solace I pray my love as well-far from home is looking to this star of the indigo night

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Translated Poem : Had it not been spring

~Bhim Darshan Rokka~ Translation : Maya Watson Had it not been spring, had you not been singing that song, had you not so shyly blushed, the rhododendrons wouldn’t seem so red.

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Micro Story : I don’t know

~Eagam Khaling~ A stranger has come to their house and secretly conversing with husband. Wife is preparing two cups of black tea for them. At the very moment, the husband comes into the kitchen and modestly asks her clarifying the … Continue reading

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Story : Metamorphosis

~Jiwan Kshetry~ I had been aware of the odd glance given by everybody else in the crowded jeep. Was it my attire or was it my face that was drawing attention of so many people? Either way, I chose the … Continue reading

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Story : Iveri and Internet

~Mokshyada Amgai~ ”Exam is coming closer. Do hard work and stand first. Then you’ll have internet facility.” asked Ramesh Ivery convincingly. Ivery studies in grade six now. She always insists on getting internet connected in her own home. However, her … Continue reading

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Story : Lost in Oblivion

~Sanjiwan Pradhan~ That morning when the sun`s warm rays were still struggling beyond the horizon hoping to leap beyond the imaginary threshold they were entangled in, I felt cold. The usual warmth I was used to was not within my … Continue reading

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Poem : Junkeri

~Dweep Mustang~ They say it rained yesterday Putting the flames to rest As if overnight someone Ran an undercover operation Wiping all evidence and allaying our fears. But the pelting of stones and The broken glasses tell a different tale.

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Essay : Dream, Insight, Crime and Penalty

~Rajendra Ojha ‘Nayan’~ Different types of stories are created with the flow of time. Some stories are natural and some are artificial in nature. Some stories are still being created by nature according to the need of time and (sometime) … Continue reading

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Poem : My memory Chip

~Abishek Dhungana~ Like an ocean, full of emotion; Resembling the storm with limitless power Pouring upon me an idea-filled shower, Beneath its tides, lie countless wrecks, Like memoirs resting inside my head,

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Story : Title of Poem

~Eagam Khaling~ In an early winter morning, a poet leaving his poem incomplete on the table suddenly walks towards the street. On the way measuring his restlessness a known person asks him, “Hello Sir! Where are you hurrying up to? … Continue reading

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Poem : What If ?

~Shrisha Tuladhar~ What if everything came to an end? Would the birds stop singing? Or the roads go silent? What if there would be nothing left?

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Translated Poem : The Ditch

~Bhim Darshan Rokka~ Translation : Maya Watson Marching marching; a backward glance good Lord ! there ! A Gapping Ditch! disbelief-how it came there how I crossed it marching marching; a backward glance

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Translated Story : A Civil Servant’s Diary

~Nirmal Acharya~ Translation : Ram C. Khatri It is pouring relentlessly. Some of the days are so boring. It is the month of Bhadra.This is the time for crunching the roasted maize, but I have been following other’s commands all throughout … Continue reading

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Poem : A reporter`s sorrow

~Rajendra Bhandari~ The one fasting unto death has already broken his fast By drinking Mausami squash. Today no news of heart stroke of any Prime Minister, Minister or Ward Commissioner. No Scam. No Rape.

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