Days of Glory

It was sometimes in the late 90’s, of that I am sure,

You strikingly resembled the angel then I allured.

I remember the day I turned back & looked at you,

The time will bring us together again, I never knew.

Decades later you’re still the same and your smile,

O My!  Takes me back to those days all in a while.

Never heard from you during years we were around,

God heard your whispers, but me not a single sound.

Time passed by and my memories started fading away,

Before you emerged out of blue one fine autumn day.

Free flowing hairs, sparkling eyes and amazing grace,

You can conquer the world with that smile on your face.

You walked to me and broke that awkward silence,

And ever since my eyes have craved for your presence.

I miss those long nights we spent over the tête-à-tête,

I always wished you did less of listening and more of say.

Sometimes awesome, sometimes okay, sometimes weird,

You are the one after so long I’ve turned back and stared.

I can feel the spark of the sunshine in those beautiful eyes,

Even a moment that I share with you is a walk to the paradise.

Every time you pass by, glance, smile or even have a word,

I make memories out of that, and I owe it all to the Lord.

I have cherished always flipping these pages of my side of story,

Unaware if you feel the same, I believe it’s my Days of Glory.

Why We Shout In Anger

A Hindu saint who was visiting river Ganges to take bath found a group of family members on the banks, shouting in anger at each other. He turned to his disciples smiled and asked.

'Why do people shout in anger shout at each other?'

Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because we lose our calm, we shout.'

'But, why should you shout when the other person is just next to you? You can as well tell him what you have to say in a soft manner.' asked the saint

Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the other disciples.

Finally the saint explained, .

'When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other to cover that great distance.

What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is either nonexistent or very small...'

The saint continued, 'When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that's all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.'

He looked at his disciples and said.

'So when you argue do not let your hearts get distant, Do not say words that distance each other more, Or else there will come a day when the distance is so great that you will not find the path to return.'

Hold the Hand

A little girl and her father were crossing a bridge. The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter:

"Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river."

The little girl said:"No, Dad. You hold my hand."

"What's the difference?” asked the puzzled father.

"There's a big difference," replied the little girl.

"If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go."

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond. So hold the hand of the person whom you love rather than expecting them to hold yours...

The Bucket List

Attend at least one major sporting event: the World Cup (Football, Cricket), the Olympics, the Grand Slam, Formula One.

Swim with a dolphin.

Skydive.

Have your portrait painted.

Learn to speak a foreign language and make sure you use it.

Be an extra in a film.

Tell someone the story of your life, sparing no details.

Learn how to take a compliment.

Buy a round-the-world air ticket and a rucksack, and run away.

Bungee.

Grow a beard and leave it for at least a month.

Give your mother a dozen red roses and tell her you love her.

Be a member of the audience in a TV show.

Send a message in a bottle.

Ride a camel into the desert.

Plant a tree.

Learn not to say yes when you really mean no.

Write a fan letter to your all-time favorite hero or heroine.

Be the boss.

Fall deeply in love -- helplessly and unconditionally.

Ride the Trans-Siberian Express across Asia.

Sit on a jury.

Write the novel you know you have inside you.

Stay out all night dancing and go to work the next day without having gone home (just once).

Be someone's mentor.

Shower in a waterfall.

Ask for a raise.

Learn to play a musical instrument with some degree of skill.

Teach someone illiterate to read.

See the Northern Lights.

Spend New Year's in an exotic location.

Get passionate about a cause and spend time helping it, instead of just thinking about it.

Experience weightlessness.

Sing a great song in front of an audience.

Ask someone you've only just met to go on a date.

Own one very expensive but absolutely wonderful business suit.

Write your will.

Sleep under the stars.

Ride all the way to Mustang.

Learn how to complain effectively -- and do it!

Spend a whole day reading a great novel.

Find a job you love.

Overcome your fear of failure.

Raft through the Grand Canyon.

Donate money and put your name on something: a college scholarship, a bench in the park.

Buy your own house and then spend time making it into exactly what you want.

Grow a garden.

Drive a convertible with the top down and music blaring.

Accept yourself for who you are.

Scuba dive off Australia's Great Barrier Reef.

Go up in a hot-air balloon.

Attend one really huge rock concert.

Give to a charity -- anonymously.

Go deep sea fishing and eat your catch.

Run a marathon.

 

Ride an ostrich and llama.

Parasailing around Maldives, Palau[Rock Islands] and French Polynesia[Bora Bora].

Visit Rara Lake in Mugu district, Nepal.

Safari in Serengeti National Park, Tanzania.

Climb a mountain.

Travel the ancient Silk Road (Samarqand, Khiva, Bukhara, etc).

Live with a Mongol family in yurt.

Climbing the Pyramids.

Dine at the Eiffel Tower.

Walk the entire length of the Great Wall.

Trek to the Everest Base Camp.

Visiting the ancient Incan city of Machu Picchu in Peru.

Hiking in the Scottish and Irish highlands.

At Last,
If you are lucky enough to do even some of the activities mentioned above, I am sure you would wish others to try it once as well. But what about the ones deprived from the very sense of sight, the ones whose life knows only one color, BLACK. Before I finally kick the bucket I wish to pledge my eyes so that at least two less-fortunate people will get to see the beautiful world that God has blessed us. What about you?

Let's Get Political

Monarchy / Republic : Monarchy. I was born in a Kingdom. Need someone to tame the politicians.

 

Federalism : No. We are too few to be divided.

Secular State : Don't have any problem, were better off even when we were the only Hindu state.

One Madhes One Pradesh : A big NO!

Constitutional Assembly : Few people with clean images extremely outnumbered by corrupt, culprits and criminals.

Democracy : If what we have at present is one? I am looking forward for a coup d'etat instead.

Maoists integration in the National Army : Better dissolve the army then, time to learn from the mistake of politicizing police force.

Beaureacracy : Thoroughly corrupt and politicized. Need a revamp.

Judiciary : At times daring, most of the time influenced by power centers.

Commission for Investigation of Abuse of Authority : Needs more teeth, more manpower... damn too slow.

National Army : COAS Gurung is almost getting politically influenced, waiting for a daring chief like Rookmangud Katuwal.

Civil Society : Everyone of them has got political affliation.

Law and Order : Politicians and their cadres are above law. Rest are commoners.

Media : Impartial. I believe in freedom of expression but our press' got no sense of responsibility. Political mouthpeace.

King Gyanendra Shah [ex] : I believe he had good intentions but failed to execute. If he had greed for power then he won't have given up his throne with that grace.

Crown Prince Paras Shah [ex] : Need to change his public image. Rubel was a very lucky shot.

President Ram Baran Yadav : I wasn't in favour of Republic. No complains about his image. Good so far.

Veep Parmananda Jha : Utter disgrace. And he is a former judge?

Prachanda : Self-centered, manipulator, hungry for power. He got no regrets for the deaths of innocent peoples during the war that he wedged. Probably the richest thug!

Rookmangud Katuwal : Hardcore Nationalist. He can tame anyone, literally.

Girija Prasad Koirala : Happy he is dead but too late. Would have loved to see him behind bars for misuse of power and corruption.

Madhav Kumar Nepal : Too loud but no substance.

Babu Ram Bhattarai : All words and no action.

Bijay Kumar Gachhadar : Opportunist, can change his colour anytime.

Madhesi leaders : Most of them sold their loyalty across the border, mere puppets.

Sher Bahadur Deuba : Incompetent! yes.

India : Mind your own business. Stop dictating and interfering. We would have been better off even if we had Somalia or Ethiopia as our neighbour.

finally,

Timely Constitution : It's a day dream. Wake up. We are wasting our time and money. Let’s go for a fresh mandate!

God's Wife

An eye witness account from  New York City, on a cold day in December, some years ago: A little boy, about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering With cold.

A lady approached the young boy and said, 'My, but you're in such deep thought staring in that window!'

'I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes,' was the boy's reply.

The lady took him by the hand, went into the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her.

She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with the towel.

By this time, the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased him a pair of shoes.

She tied up the remaining pairs of socks and gave them to him. She patted him on the head and said, 'No doubt, you will be more comfortable now...'

As she turned to go, the astonished kid caught her by the hand and looking up into her face, with tears in his eyes, asked her. 'Are you God's wife?'

Life Is Like A Boomerang

An old man wanting to go for a weekend fishing trip, called excitingly his son to join him. The son being an active successful professional answered, "Dad! I am sorry! I have an urgent business meeting this weekend too and I cannot join you. Let me give you five hundred dollars so that you can spend on the trip".

The old man was sad. Recalling his past, he remembered when his son was a boy; he too had requested his father to join him on many fishing outings. As a responsible and hardworking parent then, he told his son, "Son! I am sorry! Dad needs to work this weekend and I cannot come along with you. Please have five dollars and you have a good time with your friends. Ya?"

He was sad because he had no time for his growing boy and the son did what the father had taught him. Should the father have given the quality time to the son, today the son would have given the same treatment to him now. "You harvest what you sow in the first place".

"Life is like the return of a boomerang you throw".