निर्विकल्प भएर ऊ विकल्प खोज्न हिडिछे। थाहा थियो ऊलाई के भै राखेको छ, आगामी के हुनेछ अनि सबै ति तेस्ता कुराहरु। धेरै चोटि आउने बिचार नै यहि थियो कि ऊलाई हरेक कुराको पूर्वाभास कसरि हुन्छ। फेरि सोच्थि केहि थाहा नै नहुने भए कति रमाइलो हुन्थ्यो जिन्दगि अनि फेरि अर्को सोच आई टोपल्थ्यो या बढि भयावह नै हुन्थ्यो। जे होस् ऊस्को सोचको परिधि भन्दा बाहिर पुगिसकेको थियो हरेक कुरो अनि ऊ धेरै कुरो नि सहन नसक्ने भै सकेकि थिई।
फेरी सोच्थि ऊस्ले चाहेंकि त थिइन नि य़ी सब कुरो फेरि उसै सँग किन हुन गएछ सब। तेहि...
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Sunday, March 15, 2015
The Torn Feathers!
She flapped her wings
they seemed torn
she tried to fly
far was the sky
She tried to speak
came out the whimpers
hard she cry
but her pains didn't die
She tend to stand tough
though she was in a grump
she did not squeak a bit
even her silence didn't speak
She was a masterpiece
still things were out of peace
she kept trying
though her efforts were dying
And then she left the grumblings
out came the sufferings
she saw her feathers cut
still she...
She-my friend (The "HALTED" story)
14th March, 2015
After freshening up early in the morning, I directly went to my laptop. I had some quick emails to make as I was busy preparing for a trip starting the next day. It was a week long trip where I was to have limited access to email. With a cup of tea I sat before the screen and started my e-day. As I was going through the regular mails, a subject line drew my attention. It was written in bold letters 'HALTED'. This was a...