At the height of the nakabandhi, I was returning from work, in front of my home, I saw this man being dragged across the street. Bloodied, unable to move. It was winter, maybe January i dont remember. Naturally as people do. They gathered around. What followed next was hard to watch. Instead of helping the…(Continue Reading)
Category: My Rants
About 40 km from the heart of Kathmandu lies Balthali, a village situated at the junction of Roshi and Ladku rivers. It’s perfect for a quick getaway from all the hustle and bustle of the city. A relaxing trip, the purpose of our visit to the village. I sit here and ponder if I should…(Continue Reading)
Article Originally Written and Published by Ujjwal Upreti Long ago at the times of yore there lived a mother with her sons and daughters they had shaped the moments of splendor, sculpted the instant of bliss and lived merrily Down by the next village there stood the woods where lived an old vulture who always waited out of the blue, one day the vultured whispered to the sons…(Continue Reading)
I cross my fingers, knock on wood and whatever other voodoo required the Earthquakes have finally stopped: at least lessened significantly. We still get a couple of jolts here and there, last week we got one that forced me to jump out of bed half naked and run for the gates but in the whole…(Continue Reading)
A few days ago i had an interesting conversation with a couple of my friends. Both in their mid 20s both working full time jobs. When we were pursuing our bachelors we couldnt wait to get out wait to get started on our “Careers”. Its been a year now since i started working what was…(Continue Reading)