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
The Balthali Trip: Never Break From the Herd
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
The mother, The sons, The daughters and The vulture
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
Post Quake Nepal
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
Not Yet
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
I think therefore I am
One of my favorite poems is “Invictus”-by William Ernest Henley. Invictus Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My…continue reading
Mr. Brightside
She asked me ” Excuse me do i know you? “, to which i replied ” hi, i’m Mr. Brightside “, she smiled and said “well that’s tragic”, i mustered up a smile of my own and said ” I guess it is, guess it is” then i asked her “and might i know who…continue reading
Fire Fighters of Nepal
All the festivities were over, we spent the day laughing, having fun, playing cards and now it was time for rest like every other tika in every other dashain. But today would not be just another tika. I heard the first screams around ten, I ignored them : i’d seen men drink the whole day,…continue reading
My Dark Lady
Put back on the mask let no one see what hides behind; Beauty or Beast let no one see what are thee. Do not let the mask slip you’ll tarnish the mystery. Go hide now, your secret is safe with me. Adieu fair lady before the sun dawns upon us! In the darkness you have…continue reading
Ramblings of a Mad Man
Of all the words that i have written and not said, of all the things i have wanted but not done, of all the things i have seeked but not recieved: i have had quite a few. Yet it is the words i have written for you and have not said, the things i’ve wanted…continue reading