Date:- 2071-03-16 Nirjala Adhikari Writing of the Day I always feel life is mysterious. Everyone has own mystery. Noone able to know others life fully. If anyone told you that he understood you then that is only hypocracy. Nothing more then that. If someone asked you who are you? Then you became puzzled while giving answer. Like the Sophie of Sophie’s world. Till the date I don,t know who am I. For my mom and dad I am their daughter, for my brother I am his sister, for my friend i am their friend and so on. But for myself who am i? What is my identity? As a female, sometimes I even questioned myself what is my identity? Our society, culture , tradition, religion never provide us or own seperate identity. They defined us only in the name of daughter, mother, wife and so on. We never got oppertunity to live our own life only in the sake of ourself. We always live and laugh in the name of daughter, wife and mother. But i am still searching for own identity. Pondering for
तर उनीहरुलाई थाहा हुनेछैन, म फर्कनकै लागि गएकी हुँ । उनीहरुका लागि जसलाई मैले पछाडि छोडेँ ।