Promise to self

Today, I vow to self, again

like yesterday, as last time 

when I had fallen several times
when I had felt low

screamed in midnight, cried for long
emotionally barren, perhaps

when I saw no rays of hopes
till the end of horizons

when I couldn't gather confidence
surrendered self to the lord

fought with fate, in anger
when I found life meaningless

no ways ahead to walk or run
no holding hands, no moral support

neither a goal to grab
aim to fulfill, game to win

when everything was falling apart
leaving me alone in the world

I decided to stand, fight with life
As similar I do today, a promise to self

Come around

When I will be in distance
will your heart go fonder
as mine? I always wondered.

When I will be falling down
scattered, torn, in pain
will your hands hold me or not ?

Helpess, I stand alone
waiting to see your shadow around
rays of love, close to me

Heart goes hovering
as taylor swift says in white horse,
"Why don't you come around?"

Painful Goodbyes

Everything was all set, wonderful 

life had been more beautiful

love was there, just perfect
you, me and beautiful dreams

until you walked away

with no goodbye, forgetting our way
broken was hope, my heart
scattered into numerous pieces

words forgotton, promises gone
blind trust turned blur, then dark
life became empty, all meaningless
you left, memories were honest, all stayed

faith, belief, affection disappeared
sweet moments turned bitter
lost were compassion and emotions
puzzles and doubts, sense of terror

love for me became a 'game' for you
world was mine, rule became yours
'loyalty' remained as only a mere word
fake, lie, cheat, betrayal all over

love turned to hatred, joys to pain

mornings and nights, eyes turned wet
tiring wait, weeks and months
new you, changed you, no more same you

no more love dramas, but wound inside

deep, painful, cureless, life-long
empty life, incomplete wishes, broken heart
I gifted love, you took everything in return

yet, no regrets or complains, no hatred
love was eternal, its yet unconditional
pure, powerful, selfless, divine, true
nothing to gain, only to suffer

tears for me, wishes, prayers for you
barren me, paradise is just for you
you will realize my love someday as
"whatever you give, comes around"

Its you, only you

When I first met you

I was sure its you, only you
none was in life, nor could anyone be
King of my soul and its key

all my fears disappeared

gone were insecurities, way cleared
those dark eyes, desperate and deep
Oh I murmured no more sleep

you were in sky blue, me in dark red
was hovering in dark, caught you as shed
God chosen us, special was festive ocassion
love was the one and only reason

when I first touched you
Was sure its you, only you
no touch could be same again, no second thought
no more coldness, felt a shake within heart

when I first kissed you
felt of 'we',not me or you
was wandering in this lonely planet
found a world, no pin drops of hate

life was like a desert, dry and rough
let you off from mind turned tough
only you in life, in heart, in mind
24/7 deep and lost,they say love is blind

waked up, you as first thought
off to sleep, you as last thought
you in books, you in class, you in food
all the moments, swinging my mood

no sleep, no thirst, no hunger
sweetness hidden even in little anger
jealousy, quarell, fighting all thought a part
impossible even to imagine, to get apart

cheerful I was, sadness and pain lost
bound by faith, hope, trust
dreamt of you, dreamt of only 'us'
billions out there, single you in universe

all the time, thanked to fate
found you, nor soon, nor late
love was pure, unconditional, selfless
until you turned me into ashes

Where you lost ?

I searched you everywhere
to have your single glance

to look deep into your eyes

to find my all anwers within

I searched you in shades and lights

looked behind flowers and trees
seeked you in dusk and dawn
got tired, but found nowhere

I searched you in every celebration

looked in temples and parks
seeked you behind every coffee shop
hopeless again, no hints of yours

I searched you in all novels and heroes
looked after every words
seeked you in dreams every night
you were not there, not here

I searched you in crowd
from start to end, top to bottom
looked behind mountains and rivers
eyes were wide, but you got lost

I waked up to search you in sunrise
I waited to find you in sunset
I counted all stars of sky for you
I walked miles and miles

Tired, frustrated, devastated
with no more energy and courage
found a key to my all questions
you were smiling, silent in my heart

न दिनु पर्ने थियो केही, न लिनु पर्ने थियो केही

आज फेरि तिम्रो नाम मा दिन बिताये
मिठा सम्झना मा कालो रात कटाये

तिम्रै शब्द हरु मनन गरेेे
सोचे, कहिले पो एक वचन काटेे र
तिम्रै कसम हरु सम्झिये
सोचे, कहिले पो बिश्वास तोडे र

तिम्रै न्यानो स्पर्श को अनुभूति गरे
सोचे, कहिले पो आफ्नो ठानिन र
तिमीले देखायेका बाटा समाये
सोचे, कहिले पो हिड्न बिर्सिये र

मन मा तिमिलाइ मात्र बास दिये
जीवनमा सबै भन्दा अग्लो स्थान दिय

उ नजिक थियो, आज धेरै टाढा भयो
मन मा अ्मिट छाप छोडेर बिलायी दियो

आफै ले रचेका शब्द भुल्योे
खायेका कसम भुल्यो
त्यो मीठो स्पर्श भुल्यो
अनि सङै हिडेका बाटो भुल्यो

न दिनु पर्ने थियो केही
न लिनु पर्ने थियो केही

आज फेरि तिम्रो नाम मा दिन बिताये
मिठा सम्झना मा कालो रात कटाये

Nepali housewives suffer due to gas shortage

Radhika Subedi, a 58 year-old housewife from Gathhaghar, has not cooked food in her kitchen for the past few days for lack of cooking gas or liquefied petroleum gas (LPG).

Her banker son and a daughter-in-law, who is a teacher, have been forced to eat their meals in their work place. Alone in their house, Radhika has been forced to go to her neighbors and relatives to eat because of the absence of cooking gas.

The shortage LPG in the market is believed to be artificial since dealers have hoarded the supply in order to jack up prices. This has resulted in higher prices of LPG and black-marketing done by some unscrupulous dealers.

"I have three LPG cylinders. When I have one cylinder left, I usually call the nearby LPG distributor to deliver two cylinders. But lately my dealer has refused to deliver saying that they are out of stock," Radhika said.

Not only Radhika but hundreds of other Nepali housewives have complained of the lack of LPG. Some of them have to queue at LPG dealers for long hours just to get their supply of LPG.

The root cause of the shortage in LPG, which started more than a month ago, was due to the temporary closure of the Barauni refinery plant of the Indian Oil Corporation in Bihar for maintenance.

But even after the resumption of the operation of the refinery, the shortage has remained, this time due to hoarding.

The Nepali government has done nothing to solve the problem, some housewives complained.

Ram Pradhan, an employee of a private firm, was unable to report for work on Tuesday because he had to queue for LPG at the depot of National Trading Limited in Teku.

"My two little daughters have gone to school by eating just biscuits and water. I am calling on the government to do something to solve the suffering of the people," Pradhan said.

The government had started selling LPG from the National Trading on Sunday but it was stopped on Tuesday noon because of the influx of consumers.

Nepal Oil Corporation's spokesperson Mukunda Ghimire told Xinhua that traders have created the artificial shortage by hoarding cylinders.

"We have adequate supply but there is black marketing," Ghimire said.

The Nepal Oil Corporation has claimed that it has increased the daily supply of LPG cylinders from 40,000 to 70,000. The average national demand of cylinders is only 56,000 cylinders per day but the shortfall has remained.

Published in Xinhua, 29 Jan 2015

http://www.globalpost.com/dispatch/news/xinhua-news-agency/150128/feature-nepali-housewives-suffer-due-gas-shortage

मायाका कथा

त्यो आकाश मा जब तारा हरु उदाउछन   

झिलिमिली सारा शहर पार्छन
मन मा अनेक रहर हरु जाग्छन
आँखा अघि तिम्रै तस्बिर हरु नाच्छन

म एक्छिन टोलाउछु, आफै लाई भुलाउछु
अनि असंख्य सपना हरु देख्न थाल्छु

तिम्रै छेउ मा बसेर सङै तारा गन्नेे
काध्मा टाउको राखी, चन्द्रमा हेरि टोलाउने
ठुला ठुला स्वोर ले माया का गीत गाउने
तिम्रै अघि तिमि बारे एउटा कबिता रच्ने

अनि जब दिल खोली मुस्काउने छौ तिमी
मेरा साना साना रहर हरु सुनेर

सुस्तरी अङालो मा बेर्ने छु तिमिलाइ
मायाका सबै कथा भन्ने छु तिमिलाइ

Aama Mummy Mother

she prepares and brings tea even if I am in deep sleep
she calls my name many times though I hear it in first attempt

she asks  several questions that I don't want to answer at all
she let me go for late nights out & scolds when I return

she avoids my college stories but wants to know all
she warns for bad friends, loves my close friends more than me


she knows you are sad simply by your face structure
she chooses unusual dresses & colors, just says it suits on you

she asks to wear layer of cloths just as its raining outside
she feels happy when you attend pujas and shraadhas at home

she cooks delicious but wants you to cook more tasty
she doesn't seek respect to self, rather demands for guests

she feels your pain when you keep your hands in tummy
she calls you five times though you replied reaching soon

she feels lazy but wants you to dress beautifully
she acts strict like a teacher but behaves as best friend

she is a mother, above of all names and relations
she is a super-lady, a giver, a provider


A symbol of unconditional love ~~~

Me with my Mummy (Teej 2071)

What love is ?

What Love Is???

Love is an umbrella which she shares with him during rain
Love is a single icecream to eat 50-50 with beloved

Love is a warm jacket that he lends her in cold
Love is meeting just next day, but feels like a long year

Love is talking whole night & still many things left to say
Love is finding him jealous when you talk about next guy

Love is sepending hours to select best gift for her 
Love is wishing goodmorning just to initiate talks

Love is feeling safe just by holding hands in crowd
Love is when she hugs him and he hugs even tighter

Love is being with her and ignoring mom's numerous calls
Love is recalling his every small acts and laughing like an idiot



Love is fighting because he doesn't wishes first on her birthday
Love is when she likes to be kissed but feels shy


Love is when he listens favorite song & remembers her
Love is when she texts him missing you all the time

Love is cherising every single moment shared together
Love is touching each others soul

Love is a connecting chain, that connects You and Me
Love is special !!!