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The Story of Being Odd

How do you define odd?  Maybe, something or someone who is different than the mass or the person who is not like you. Or the person with a quirky personality. Maybe someone who seems boring. Seems quite different than what you say normal. You can define it in your own terms. With your own dictionary. But the world is so diverse, we grew up together despite having many differences. Don’t you think it’s hard to be normal than to be odd? Odd is one of my favourite words. It’s a beautiful word which welcomes the diversity of the world along with its unconventional nature. There are many reasons for loving this word. I  already said I love this word because I always been odd among my friends and relatives.  In a way, I am happy to be odd. And, today I am going to explore the story of being odd. We can't say anyone you need to be like this because it is simply unfair. The world is diverse, human beings are diverse and we have to respect this diversity. And, the world is diverse

पर्खाइ

कुनै दिन लागेको थियो पर्ख मात्र पर्ख फूलहरु फुल्नेछ्न् कुनै दिन तिम्रै बगैचामा चराहरु गाउँनेछ्न्.......... त्यस दिन चराहरुको गीत तिम्रो हुनेछ सदासदाको लागी आउँनेछ परको क्षितिज तिम्रै छेउ र भन्नेछ अब म टाढाको रहिन आउ! छोउ! महशुस गर ! लागेको थियो पर्खाइको फल सारै सुन्दर हुन्छ् बिडम्बना आज पर्खाइको अन्तिम विन्दुमा म भन्नेछैन् पर्ख मात्र पर्ख............. आज रित्तो आकाशमा म टुक्रीएका धुमिल छाँया मात्र देख्दैछु । । 

बिद्रोहको यात्रा

आज फेरी सेतो क्यानभाषमा मैले कालो रंग पोतिदिएँ थाहा छैन तिम्रा इन्द्रेणीहरुले मलाई कसरी हेर्नेछ्न् भोली सायद यो कठिन हुनेछ बिद्रोहको यात्रा ............ म फूल होइन मुस्कुराइरहन सकिन । । हरेकपटक तिम्रो इन्द्रेणी मेरो रहेन .... तिम्रो रंग मेरो भएन....... तिम्रो परिभाषा मेरो बनेन....... सायद तिमीजस्तो नहुनु जीवनका थुप्रै क्यानभाषमा कालो पोत्नु रहेछ आज फेरी सेतो क्यानभाषमा मैले कालो रंग पोतिदिएँ । ।