Monday, July 21, 2014

Coffee Chats

The second cup of coffee was getting colder on her table. Both the cups stood side by side. Dai had come the second time to remind her to drink the coffee.

"कफि चिसो भई सक्यो," (the coffee is cold) was his repeated remark.

"एक छिन दाइ म अहिले खान्छु," (Hold on, I will finish up in sometime) was her brief say.

She got back to her work again , her hands were moving briskly on the computer. As always there were piles of work to be accomplished. Time is never a constraint factor, a thought winded in her mind and as fast as the thought came that fast it flew away as well. She again got back to her work.

Dai came the third time to remind her of the coffee. A smile flew across her lips.

"हुन्छ दाइ खादैछु ल," (I am just having it brother) she said.

Dai seated on the nearby chair, this time making sure she doesn't forget her promise, while she was cautious enough to finish up her coffee. She finished the cold coffee in a sip; threw a smile at dai and got back to her work.

This was her daily routine. She had numerous reasons to not take care of herself. Sometime it would be work, the other time also it would be some more work. Dai went away with the cups and she was left aback thinking with works overhead.


She scrolled back to her daily routine. *Work* was synonymous to her bestest friend around now. Friends would call her up and they always had plenty of complains to start the chat with.

"Are you the only one working in this whole world? Everyone is busy. Everyone has got work, but you?" She would try to say something, but the words remained unheard. Family members had their say on her busy-ness. Everyone had complains-smaller or bigger complains existed.

Was she trying to hide herself under something??
Was she trying to over-do things?? 
Was there any way out??
Was she.....?? Plenty of questions surrounded her, "I have been a douchbag of questions,"she mumbled. Questions that were in need of answers desperately.

She jolted her head and called out, "दाइ मलाई एक कप कफि चाहियो" (Dai, I need a cup of coffee).

Dai was chuckling over her request, coz this was the first time she was asking  for a cup of coffee again. Dai smiled to her and started brewing the coffee. She got back to her work. 

Our coffee chats :-)!
Metta !
Image: Google Images !


Monday, July 14, 2014

Sometimes

Sometimes I,
stare at the words
feel them
contemplate 
and smile back

Sometimes I, 
try and listen  
the silence 
and then hear 
the unspeakables

Sometimes I,
try to know
the depths
go to measure
the unmeasurables

And then I,
creep aside
leave abide 
try to endure
the unsufferables

From those lands, I come !



Metta !!



Sunday, July 13, 2014

भानु जयन्तिको उपलक्ष्यमा

भानु भक्ताचार्य प्रति
-आत्माराम ओझा

भाषा साहित्य सारा तब तक थियो औशी को रात जस्तो 
निन्द्रामा मग्न जस्तै भैकन सुतेको थियो  यो समाज। 
देखि  त्यस्तो अध्यारो तेस बीच छट्पट गर्दथिन राष्ट्र भाषा 
श्री भानुभक्तजीले झलमल दिनु  भो भानु झैँ स्वप्रकाश ।।

नारदजीलाई लोकको हित गर्न भनि सत्यलोकमा  पठाई 
रामायणको सरस हरि कथा काब्य दि रास्ट्रलाइ। 
नेपाली कण्ठ खोले पृथ्वी भरिमा घन्कीइन रास्ट्र बाणी 
काव्याम्रित चाखी चाखी रसिक जनहरु तृप्ति पाई रमाये।।

नेपाली काब्य धारा उद्गम स्थल भो भानुको काब्य श्रिस्टि 
श्रॆङ्गारे रास्ट्र भाषा पछि अरु कविले प्रेरणा पाई जसको। 
श्री भानुभक्तको यो अनुपम हुन गो रास्ट्रको लागि देन 
श्रद्धाको पुष्प अर्पण युग युग गर्ला देश नेपाल तिम्रो।।

(हजुरबुवाको कलम बाट)