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There were the days when I used to have three hours just to write A for Apple, B for Ball and bla bla bla and space to draw some random figures in the answer papers. I had to do nothing but fight with Bahini and some friends all round the day and fight with mum at the end of the day for the food I liked or I detested. At that time when some one asked me what I wanted to be, I would childishly answer,”Mo ta Thulo Vayela Doktol banne (I will be Doctor when I grow old)” with smile in the face. The days would start with chiya from Buwa’s (Grandfather) cup of tea and ended with Buwa’s stories. I got everything I wanted there… I was the king of my world then.
When TV came in that world and the thirteen minutes of  ‘The Thriller’ came as the most exciting thing of my world I wanted to be like Michael Jackson. Folks used to tell me the story of Michael… how a Negro/Habsi became the American and all. I was during my primary school days, when I used to know it all without reading and finish all my homeworks in the school so that I would have nothing left but watch TV. As I grew older my Baba(DAD) made me addicted to books. He used to bring one book or other every time he went somewhere and the book ranged from fairytales to child magazine and simple-informatic books. All those helped me a lot to change from ‘I know it all’ to ‘Oh! I have so many things to learn’. Grades started to rise, I started to save money from Tiffin to buy Harry porter books(first one when I was at 8), started writing poems, started excelling at quizes and then all encouraged me to be an engineer when I passed my class ten coz I was so very good at Maths and Science. But somehow now I ended up studying Biology here.(same things said again and again hola hai?)

Those were the good old Pre-internet days or little internet days, when I wouldn’t take more than a day or two to finish a good book. But as my count of springs increased, with some responsibility everything has changed. The free times, which are so very less anyways, that I used to spend with books is now overtaken by Internet,movies and more precisely social network. While writing this, I have now two books pending to be finished for I don’t know how many weeks sandwiched somewhere between my course of studies, my time wasted in Internet or watching movies or the time I spend trying to gather some sleep. I am not busy by any means but not free to do “good” things too. In the days of my Highschool when wikipedia was the next best thing I knew, although google was always there as the GODFATHER of all Search Engines but I always entered my queries in wikipedia rather than google itself, and it had all the answers wanted, it was my tutor of the times. In the world where the famous words of the last milenium,”I don’t know” is buried in the deepest realms, and everytime you dare to say so, one or another will pop up and say, ”LMGTFY” (Honestly  speaking I didn’t know what that meant untill one of my friend who happens to be a techie said that LMGTFY=Let me google that for you, and lol’ed me for being a moroon). Yes I suck at these things and even more I don’t like being part of this world. I belong to those good old preinternet days where reading books and hanging around with friends without any cause was the next best thing. I don’t like being poked, DMed or foursquared or chat-msgd (which I seldom reply) rather being called or taken out of home without any notice.
imageAnd what about other things? for example the kids (and I too) nowadays saves their tiffin so that they can buy a good DVD or two, or rather have o pizza rather than buying books. We spend a hell lot of time infront of TV or Internet or movies (provided the electricity is there). How many of will you go to theatre to watch Harry porter-the movie rather than reading Harry porter-the book? oh! wait I can count your numbers. and there so many words the kids know that I didn’t knew back then, like blown away(isnt it rocketed?), suck(isnt it Chusnu in Nepali), ROFL,LMAO,FYI, and the f-word,the c-word and other slangs and bla bla bla. When I was a KID: Sex meant GENDER, Bitch was a FEMALE DOG,BJ was a NICK-NAME,Bang was a SOUND and bla bla.
When someone, I forgot who? but probably Bob Dyalan (and in the world where google has banned us from not knowing every.little.thing.till.date I didn’t waste time searching for it) said, “Don’t grow up, getting older is a trap”, he said it right. During my first year as a university student the first thing I knew was wikipedia isn’t my tutor anymore. My teacher famously said science is more complex than what wikipedia is, I didn’t have doubts. And not a little when Everytime I prepare for exams of my beloved subject staying up till 3 in the morning and then again waking up at 7 and still somehow sulk at it despite knowing all the answers. The world is a sophisticated high entropy(not going per thermodynamics) where every.little.thing.i.know isnt enough anymore. Wikipedia is replaced by Pubmed, medline and other sophisticated servers,the articles we have to use as reference to write any assignment most compulsorily be some published journals, and you need to be smart while answering your papers.
Weren’t those old A for Apple days better by all means?







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On this same day,198 years ago,in the village called Chundi Ramgha, Of Tanahu, a boy was born. Though he received Sanskrit education from his grandfather, He later went on to be the greatest and first poet In Nepali language. I am not sure, but people say that his father was a government officer who worked for General Amarsingh Thapa. Yes, you may already have guessed, probably because of the Public Holiday today, I am talking about Bhanu Bhakta Acharya(its 13th july or 29th Ashad).
From the fifth to the fifteenth century AD, the Khas civilization flourished from its roots in what is now far-west Nepal. Historical documents show that west Nepal, south-west Tibet, and Kumaon and Garhwal of India were united and the Khas language had great influence in these regions during the time of that civilization's rise. After the fall of the Khas Empire, its language, which evolved into present day Nepali, was considered bastardized and limited to speech. Sanskrit dominated most of the written texts of South Asia and its influence was particularly strong in Nepal.
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फुलमायाँको दशैँ ।

परार साल मैले मुग्लानमा फुलमायालाई भेट्दा ‘‘यसपालिको दशैँ कस्तो भयो?’’ भनि सोधेँथे। उसले मलिन अनुहार लिएर भनि, “राम्रो लुगा लगाउने रहर त मेट्न सकिन, तर पनि पोख्रेली चामालको भात र स्वादीलो तरकारी मजासंग खाइयो।”

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पोहोर साल, मैले फेरी उसलाई भेटेर,’’यसपालिको दशैँ कस्तो भयो?’’ भनि सोधेँथे। उसले मुस्कुराउँदै भनि, “यसपटकको दशैँमा त परदेशका दाइले मासुभात मजासंग खुवाए, राम्रो लुगा लगाउने रहर पनि पूरा गरिदिए, आंगमा केही गहना पनि हालिदिए…… बडो राम्रोसंग बित्यो यसपालिको दशैँ।”

यसपालि घुम्दै-फिर्दै बम्बई पुगेको थिएँ। बाटोमा रुमाल्लदै गर्दा, कसैले ईसारा गरेझैँ लाग्यो, नजिकदैँ गएँ, अनुहार परिचितझैँ लाग्दै गयो अझ बढी। मेरो मुखबाट अनायसै बोली फुस्कियो, “फुलमाया…?’” उसले रुँदै भनी, “दाइ यसपालीको दशैँ कस्तो भयो भनेर खै सोधेको त?”

मैले उसलाई त्यो प्रश्न राख्न जरुरि ठानिन, किनभन सबै उत्तर ती आँखाले दिइरहेक थिए।

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I am in love with Bob Dylan, it’s a reality. People say,"The world is so much better when Beatles are in the speakers”, I am not arguing. I am in love with “Strawberry love forever” or “Norwegian woods” as much as anybody else, and feel that no song is more powerful than “imagine”. Yeah I should have born in the 70s or 80s. I am in love with everything of that era, from hippies, Marlies to Jimi Hendrix, Morrison and of late Nirvana.

But Among the names, Bob Dylan always comes top of my list. the folk king of the world started just the same time as beatles and still ruling the world. 70 years and still going strong. The first song I heard of him was the most powerful one, “Blowin in the one, but here are the two songs I like the most, “Like a Rollin stone” and “The times  they are a-changing”

Like  a Rollin stone:_lyrics

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?

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Yesterday was a day when I Downloaded-watched three movies, Cars 2, Delhi-belly and Fire in Babylon.

Despite not being a cartoon movie fanatic(yeah, I loved Shrek and toy stories too) I liked Cars very much. It was such a great movie that had everything to make you believe that Cars have life too, and come out and say… oh! I didn’t realize it was just cars. The part two of it, it wasn’t as good as Cars..or that’s how I felt. The Pixar always makes great movies.. there is no doubt about that, but this was a lil too much unrealistic unlike the first part. And, believe me it has nothing to do with the bad print of the torrent I downloaded.

cars-2-posterDelhi belly as all the movie-posters says was a shit –happened. Despite all the good reviews I didn’t like the movie. It must be because of my lack of sense of humor or else rather than incompetence of the Director. How could you like a movie, when you are watching it, with dinner plate in hand and it shows nothing but toilet, and shit itself. I have a feeling that the movie would have been a better family-comedy had those vulgar-swearing been deleted.Yeah, I am an adult and I didn’t have problems watching it, but it would have been odd watching with lil sister or a girlfriend, I guess.

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