Mero Sansar- Nirjala Adhikari

Words From Himalayas Neither I can describe it. Nor I can paint it. Only I wrote two words in my dairy long time ago. Magical ................ Surreal...................... When I started to sketch it I broke the tip of a pencil. I only felt the rhythms, love, and respect. Last time he asked me, “where are you from?” I said, “I am from the valley of Himalayas.” Again he asked me, “What is your identity?” I said. “Please! Ask with rivers. I am the moving reality.” Sometimes you capture it in your own camera. Sometimes you describe it in your own words. Sometimes you romanticize it. Sometimes you demonize it in your own screen. But I am me. And what is it? Neither I can describe Nor I can paint Only two words are in my mind Magical Surreal............................. Or you can paint with your own words. It is the open canvas of beauty.

There is silence everywhere. I can only hear the sound of rain. And every single drop of rain takes me right to the beginning. I can still feel that journey when I close my eyes. I am talking about ICS journey. That journey which transformed me in many ways. It gave me a confidence. It gave me a sense of direction. It gave me a realization of achievement. It gave me a pleasure of giving. It broadened my horizon. It expanded my own school of thought. Indeed it made me a different person. I joined ICS only to explore myself. Before ICS, I was a fresh university graduate. Although I didn’t have a clear perspective about anything under the sun. But three months ICS journey taught me many things especially how to work in a rural community. How to cope with a new culture. How to deal with the people whose background is totally different.  Now I can realize I got many things more than what I aspired for. The whole experience made me a different person. So, I take it as a life changing