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love for all!!

So we meet again today at a very important day. I know you people are probably busy giving the final touches to your preparations. I won’t take much of your time because I know how important this day is to all of you appearing as an entrance aspirant tomorrow. I am writing this to offer you some advices and blessings that might help you when you appear for the examinations. It has been a long that since we last met and I had been longing to say this. I could not wish each and every one of you in person so I am taking my blog as a medium to dissipate my wishes. Tomorrow is a big day. What happens tomorrow may be the indication of what may come forth in the future, tomorrow may show what lies ahead in the store for you. Every single drop of sweat you dripped, each pint of blood you boiled in your veins will have a consequence tomorrow. You will become what you have desired, what you have aspired. Many of you might have waited this day for so long to put everything in line for a caree
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to my beloved apple 5th batch

To the BELOVED apple 5 th batch I  do not really know how should I start writing this. I have always been bad with emotional writings. Relationships are not made, they are formed. It has not been much we have known each other but it is true I feel a special bond with each of the students who wore the crest of APPLE EDUCATIONAL ACADEMY on that chest. I have loved everyone who sat on that small benches while I stood in the podium and looked at your beautiful innocent faces. It was a wonderful journey of nearly three months. From the first of Jestha to the 4 th of Bhadra we have shared uncountable memories to cherish for a lifetime. It started with the story of A FROG AND HOT WATER and ended in THE STORY OF A PINK CAR. We began from what are units and physical quantities and ended with why wont a volume of water change if the ice melts in that water. You people must be probably thinking, why this man always has to talk about physics. So, enough of the physics, lets enter int
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गजल

गजल कमाएको कती लाँदैछु जगतमा उभिएर सोँच्दैछ उसले मृत्युको बखतमा उभिएर। म मेरि आमालाइ धरतिमा बसेर सम्झिन्छु, आमा सम्झिन्छिन मलाई जन्नतमा उभिएर। मैले मेरो  देशको सिमाना जोगाएकै  त छु, सरकार भन्दैछ सैनिकको रगतमा उभिएर। तिम्रो नजरको तिर छातिमा अझै बाँकी छ, इश्कको मुकदमा लड्छु अदालतमा उभिएर। उनी आफ्नो  जिन्दगीमा धेरै अगाडि पुगिन म अझै बसेको छु यादमा, बिगतमा उभिएर।
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Ghazhal

सम्हालेर राख्छिन,आमालाइ मन छोडेर आएको हो जति दुनियाँ बुझेर गएँ, त्येती झन छोडेर आएको हो। सिमानामा छु, युद्धमा छु, थाहा छ घर फर्किन्न भनेर आउँछु भनेर पियारी लाई वचन छोडेर आएको हो। हांस्छु, सम्झिन्छु अनि फेरि हाँस्न मन लागेर आउँछ यहि जवानी हेर्नलाई  मैले बचपन छोडेर आएको हो। मान्छेहरु बन्दुक बोकेर जङ्गल पस्न थालेपछी बल्ल जनावर हरु सिंहदरबारमा , वन  छोडेर आएको हो । तिम्रो मायामा त उ, हजारौं पटक मरिसकेको मान्छे एकपटक बोलायौ र सौरभले कफन छोडेर आएको हो ।
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प्रेम

प्रेम म अझै पनि उसैको आवाज सुनेर बिउँझिन्छु, जबसम्म उस्को बोलिको तरङ्गहरु मेरो कान हुँदै, मस्तिष्क सम्म पुग्दैन, म आँखा खोल्न सक्दिन। अथवा भनौं , म खोल्नै चाँहदैन थाहा छैन, सम्योग हो कि लत बनिसकेको छ। मलाइ उसको आदत बनिसकेको छ। सम्बन्धका दिनहरु धेरै भएको पनि त छैन, त्येही बर्ष छ वा सात हुन्छ होला हरेक दिन, दिनभरमा सायद सैयौं पटक बात हुन्छ होला। तर पनि त्येही बिहानको आवाज सुनेर उठ्न मन लाग्छ, मायाको एहसास उनेर उठ्न मन लाग्छ। त्यो दिन, उसैको एक तस्बिरमा कोहि दिवाना बनेको थियो परवाना बनेको थियो। अनि प्यारको नया अफसना बनिसकेको थियो। कसैको चाहतको सिद्धतले सरहद नाघिसक्यो। म हरेक साँझ उसैको तस्वीर हेरेर निदाउँथे, तक्दिर सम्झेर बिउँझिन्थे, अनि फेरि तस्वीर हेरेर निदाउँथे। उसको पहिलो text को screenshot पहिको call को recording अझै पनि, पुरानो मोबाइलको कुनै फोल्डरमा, सुरक्षीत गरेर राखेको छु, मन परेर राखेको छु। पहिलो पटक भेट्दाको दिन राजधानीको त्यो स-सानो गल्लीमा , सङ्गसङ्गै चालेका पैतालाहरु अनि राता भएका गालाहरु, थाहा छैन मायाले हो कि डरले हो मैले बुझे रहर
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गजल

गाउँको बिग्रेको छ कति हालात, देखेको छौ? कसरी कट्छ त्यो छ दिनरात, देखेको छौ? तँ शून्य होस, तँ बिलाउनुपर्छ भन्ने हरु हो, हराएँभने हुन्छ के हजारको औकात, देखेको छौ? जिबनमा कहिलेकाहीं अँध्यारो छाउनै पर्छ, बिना बादल भएको  बर्षात, देखेको छौ? उसैले बनाएको सुन, कपडा मिलाउँछौ सँगै खान बुझ्दिन खै के जात देखेको छौ। तिमि काँडाँ हौ, मलाई फुल मन पर्छ भन्छौ, शरदमा कसरी झर्छ फुलपात , देखेको छौ? सुनायौ तिम्रो सहर , तिम्रो धनको धाक, सौरभले कति गर्यो मेलापात, देखेको छौ?
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The boy who has moved on

“Stop that dude, I am already over her” he snapped. This was not the first time we were having this conversation regarding her neither it was the first time he telling me to stop such matters. In fact she used to be in our conversations most of the times we spoke to each other. No matter on what topic we started, I would imply my every sentence, every meaning to her and he responded the same that he was already over her and he had moved on. Two years back, a new sunshine, a new ray of hope. The first rays of sun hit the dewdrops on the newly emerged leaf and emitted a beautiful colored lights like it was giving a life to that new leaf.  The first day of new phase of a career, a well dressed man in his late teens, fitting shirt, well ironed pant, blue glittering tie and a blazer wrapped around that shirt. Surely he stole the charm.  A large medical school where he saw his dreams turning reality, he saw himself with a stethoscope around his neck , a white apron in his body, a boy nurtur
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