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Girl in the sketch

Girl in the sketch

- by Nirajan Rijal

Rain is drizzling outside the police headquarter. The Police chief and some investigation officers are having a meeting in a soundproof room. ...

DON'T LOSE YOUR HOPE..

DON'T LOSE YOUR HOPE..

- by Saemah Shamim

The sun came up on the sky Giving us one more day bright Gives us hopes, new rays of life To achieve our goals ...

The Lady

The Lady

- by Pratik Mainali

The lady sat on the chair morosely, her eyes were sunken, her face was drawn and haggard, her countenance was tense, and her brows were wrinkled with rage. ...

We are programmed

We are programmed

- by Moin Uddin

It's a truth that we are programmed Whatever we think, act or react everything is set accordingly The thoughts and words that we seem are ours, in reality, it isn't We are...

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Looking at the world of a saint

Looking at the world of a saint

- by Sushant Thapa

Whenever it is the topic about a saint, numerous questions appear inside my head. Such as; has he known the world around me, any better?

Oh mother, tell me a story

Oh mother, tell me a story

- by Rajani Regmi

Tell me a story of a life pre-destined with death but still has the bravest breath, Tell me a story of sweet memories forever imprinted down the vista of years,

Miracle Tree or Tree of life

Miracle Tree or Tree of life

- by Santosh Bharati

Moringa oleifera also called ‘Drumstick tree’ or ‘Horseradish tree’ is wonder tree in nature. Every parts of this plant are useful for its nutritional value and pharmacological properties. Then, its capability to clean water and its wood is flexible enough to build craft also points toward its value.

Where were the gods?

Where were the gods?

- by Biken K Dawadi

Where were the gods? First, I saw her. Pursued her, wooed her, fell in her love, Touched her, smooched her, fell deep, by love! Braced her, graced her, fell in her grasp, Bugged her, hugged her, felt no time lapse.

Future’s Petition

Future’s Petition

- by Sandip Rijal

Natural resource is the soul for development and progress of the human society. There are no substitutes for the resources till date.

The pleasure of hopes and folds

The pleasure of hopes and folds

- by Moin Uddin

And then there she was Standing tall in awe and excitement Didn't knew exactly what's expected of her or of what she expected from them Diamond and rainbows weren't part of any game

Confession

Confession

- by Pratik Mainali

will confide in you, my dear readers, with hopes that you are lending a sympathetic ear. The urge to pour out my sorrow and bitterness to the eager public is getting unbearably strong by the moment.

Sacrifice your short term pleasure

Sacrifice your short term pleasure

- by Moin Uddin

I wish you could understand it earlier That life is not meant to stay unproductive even for mere bargainer It will take away your opportunities You might pause and regret of not doing your duties

Dream

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.

Deathbed

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!!!

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

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

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.

I love you!

I love you!

- by Dipendra Thapa

I always wish to be with you I want to hear you I want to see you

Open up to your dear ones

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