Tulsi Water

"I'll give you Tuli Pani," Subas Da, helper of Officers' Hostel, told me last week. I was just touched by cough. And, I wanted to stop it from the half-way. But I had not any idea.

I remembered. I was sleeping in my room. Somebody knocked.
"Main Tulsi Pani lyake aaya hun," Subas Da told and gave me a big glass with hot water.
"Thanx so much Da", I thanked him.
He went. I saw. I saw unique color of glass with hot water. I felt. It was new. I don't know, why its color cached me.

Why weeps groom

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
- Robert Frost from his poem named The road not taken

It was my second time in India. But it was first experience to live hostel with foreign friends.
I remembered, first time I'd been Thana, a village, around 100 km. far from Shimala, Himachal Province. At that time I had stayed with my dad, uncle and some villagers as a worker. But now as a trainee. At that time I was young, just I'd joined campus (I.A. in Mahendra Campus, Dang).

how to say I love you

"U can see Delhi," Sudeep Shrestha Dai told me showing night face of Delhi with his thief-finger. It was seen Jhilimili to so far. Yes, I saw so far how captured by eye.
He started to brief about the something Jhilimili. I didn't know them at night. But it was seen like star in sky. He added again that …that is new mall that is…indicating thumb. And, at last? I said, "ye ye..ye …."
We were 9th stair of the JNU library. It was at 8 pm.
"These are all schools," he came near from the Delhi and told. When we walk in the way there was forest and forest. But, in night? It was seen light and light.

Jei! How are u

I dreamed u

Jei! How r u?

a house, filled with family, in Rolpa
which encircled by minute happiness of the Laligunras

small kids playing in 'Aagan'
and, flowing 'Rahar' of Madi both side of the house

(I think, every common mom
dreams such tiny dream to son/daughter!)

Jei, how small dreams you have!
How tiny 'Rahar' you have!
(But I couldn’t floweriest them
Jei, forgive me)

Can you guess

We (with Parshuram Kaphle) were just returning from exam hall to hostel. We encountered with Sunit Tandan, director of IIMC (Indian Institute of Mass Communication). He was in same dress -black coat and black pant. Same beard…

Sorry for Repetition

(Today was 2nd last exam. Exam will be over on 22nd of November.
Then, I'll back to Nepal on December 2nd. Ticket is ready.)
Rwandans friends headed their home. They left Officers' Hostel, IIMC, late night. They were 19. Most of them were from TV and radio. They did one month training which was sponsored by Common Wealth Game, UK.
They had to stay in 'Ach6a' hotel. KM Shreebastav, course director and senior professor of IIMC, had told with me in an informal chat.
"These guys are sponsored by UK with Pound. Why they are staying here, I don't know," he added. He had given an example (journalists from Myanmar) who were staying in the hotel, by paying 9,000 Rs. per day per person.

I'm not Jacky Chan

'Oh, Jacky Chan!'
Said BK Tiwari, at Indian Airport,
showing me my own photo in his mobile set

now a days,
Everybody says, 'Jacky Chan!'
I use to question myself-
'who am I?'
'I'm Jacky Chan?'

now a days,
I use to compare with Diasporas-
what type of Diaspora, I'm?
never seen any relation with Chan and me
I'm Jacky Chan?

I lost me
what will be next pain in this World,
to loose own identity?

Please, look at me
Do you see Mount Everest in my eyes?
Do you see Gautam Buddha in my heart?
Do you see Bhakti Thapa in my dream?

Oh my dear guys,
tell me,
Who am I?
I'm not Jacky Chan

I'm from 'never colonized country, Nepal',
I'm Nepali.
-New Delhi