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Somewhere Some Place, from facebook journal

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You came into my life just like a soft bouquet of flowers and you disappeared like a quill of bird along with the gush of wind somewhere in the earth.   We were separated from each other many decades ago with mutual understanding so far we believe but we did not swear that we will speak no more but happened as if we promised to not speak. I never imagined even in my dream that we will have such kind of status. Do you think we have terminated even our platonic relation? Of course not….if you ask me this question. I was ready to give you a company even forever when you were desperate to get a company with someone but you overlooked. This became turning point in my life. It helped me a lot to understand about life and its journey. Thanks buddy….in this sense. When you moved away, I once asked you to continue relation with friends including me just like we had but you dint take into account. You omitted many of the friends from the lists and especially deleted me who used to be special

High School Chronicle: First Mark in Trigonometry

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I was studying in government high school in grade eight. It just came out in my mind that I should join boarding school. I just shared my desire with my mom.  'Daamlo badhna mann lagyo?!' She said, 'you are doing well in government school, so….'  'Well mom, I wanna do more.' I replied immediately. She then readily accepted. Dad also encouraged me to do more. School's principal was asked about my entry in that boarding school. I was ready for entrance test and was waiting in admin office. When principal knew that I was the first boy in government school, he just accepted me in same grade though I was prepared for grade seven. I even needed not appear in the entrance test. Everybody was looking at me. Some talked to me some were yet to talk. Since I was new, every teacher asked my introduction. All the regular students were in their own flock and I was with my high school friend who also admitted just one month before I did. People did not accept me easily a

Sweet Memoirs from Childhood, part-3

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To begin something is difficult and to maintain it is more difficult. We try our best to give the best result of the job accomplished by us. Some beginnings are really innocent. Many of the times, we do mistakes while beginning but if we get proper guidance, we can get rid of the mistakes. I was staying in mamaghar till 5th year of my life since it was difficult for mom to raise her two sons so I was sent to mamaghar . I had no problem in mamaghar . Everybody used to love me. I was really enjoying the life there though I felt unusual at beginning being far from mom and dear brother. All my friends started going school. One day mom came to mamaghar and asked me come home for schooling. I joined school back in home. We were given two books- Mahendramala (Nepali) and Ganit (Mathematics). I was so happy getting new books from school. The books were free of cost up to class three.   One day our class teacher asked us to write vyanjan varna (consonant letter). We had just started t

Sweet Memoirs from childhood, part- 2

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Those days in primary school were so beautiful that I always try to recall them time and again though most of them were bitter ones. We are selfish ones. We always look for our vested interest but do not care about others. Some people are really helpful even in these days too but we do not know how to value their sacrifice for us.   Going school early in the morning coming back home and asking mom, ‘Bhok lagyo…’ for some snacks right from the gate of our house were daily activities of my life. Nobody was there to guide us for studying. I had observed the knowledge whatever I got in school teaching learning activities. We hardly used to read the books in home except for exam. I can still remember, I had lost my social science book and I knew that I had lost. I could not recover it until the final exam came. I was really helpless and I shared this with my classmates. One of my friends said she would give it to me. When I asked her ‘Why?’ she replied, ‘I have extra book.’ I happily ac