Dream
- by Nirjala Adhikari
Speak your mind, even if your voice shakes” this is my favorite quotation. But sometimes it’s hard to articulate what we really feel.
Gen-Next
Deathbed
- by Subrat Pandey
My organs got disparaged- slowly, very slowly The brain played treachery The heart exhausted, the spines became cold The lively eyes became dreary
The end of Humanity!!!
- by Faris Shamim
One day, I was coming back home with my friends after having a good time playing in play station. We were three friends coming back and then we saw something which I didn’t effect anyone but I was stunned.
Move On
- by Kripal Karki
Down and down has my ninety went, with those remarkable potentiality all slayed. By poor corrupted leaders, How will development occur? making politics, a game of fame!
The THREE news of my LIFE
- by Nirajan Rijal
That day, I got up right on time and took the metro and went to my University. Three of my other 3 friends were already in the University Starbucks café. I entered the bistro, and as usual, I took a gander at the corner.
Open up to your dear ones
- by Republica
Also, sit down with your parents and share your dreams of becoming a lawyer and why do you want to pursue that path. Our parents always want what’s best for us and at times don’t realize that their children have become mature enough to take their own decisions
Before returning for good
- by Binisha Shrestha
Our green cards were letting us stay back as much as we wanted and the US citizenship was in the pipeline. But we decided to come back.
It's day to perform
- by Moin Uddin
Take a deep breath and give yourself a break You have worked hard and it's time to pause and take rest You did everything you could to prepare yourself And now it's the day to perform and show what you have learned all through these years
Experiencing Balthali on new year’s day
- by Samragyi Neupane
We were also sure to go somewhere on New Year; but the destination was not fixed. Initially we discussed many destinations including Bandipur, Pokhara etc. Finally we agreed to go to Balthali Village Resort that is located at Banepa, Dulikhel of Kavreplanchowk district.
Never let the doubt inside stop you
- by Moin Uddin
Be the real you And do as much as you can Never let the guilt play the role Where you feel that you should have done it but remained an asshole.
What do people hate the most?
- by Sambida Wagle
Everybody likes good attitude and manners. Many learn about, write and speak of good etiquettes and manners. But don't you think it's so common? Let's bring some changes here.
A sold Tree
- by Diwakar Sapkota
Suffering each frost and intense sunrise With rugged , limply body Counting on the last days of her life A dying Tree, stands with her cries
The lady of Perpetual Victimhood
- by Pratik Mainali
The lady broke into a grim penetrating laugh that made the tube lights crackle and windows rattle. Her eyes narrowed and ears slid backwards, like an evil ill-bred cat. Her tongue shot out and covered her chin.
Dream right now
- by Moin Uddin
No matter how good or best you look now No matter how talented or extraordinary you're No matter from where or whom you belong to You're going to rot soon if you fail to maintain consistency to nurture through.
That woman (in an old house)
- by Saemah Shamim
Look at that woman she is sitting there its already dawn and she is all alone I zoomed her to look and felt tears stuck in my throat
A new relation, "Friendastic"
- by Saemah Shamim
Our story of friendship is different. In this era where technologies exist everywhere, rule every soul, we were different.
The silent disturbance
- by Moin Uddin
Sometimes I am lost with words Sometimes I am lost with thoughts It takes whole lot of my time It takes whole lot of my mind I feel like I am suffocating And need some fresh air to breathe in.
Terror in the Night
- by Pratik Mainali
I was slouching in my chair, sleepily tapping my feet on the floor and drumming my fingers on the table, when a hollow knocking sound startled me. I looked over my shoulder and fancied I saw a shadow flit past the window.
The mathematics of Love
- by Diwakar Sapkota
I am the coefficient You the variable of my love With the different axis of destiny Yet our heart met a common point