Monthly Archives: January 2015

Bhupi Sherchan

In the modern Nepali poetry, Bhupi Sherchan is a brilliant personality. Bhupi is one of the most popular and celebrated poets in the modern era as he brought about a new revolution in the genius of Nepali poetry in general … Continue reading

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Indian Weavers – Sarojini Naidu

WEAVERS, weaving at break of day, Why do you weave a garment so gay? . . . Blue as the wing of a halcyon wild, We weave the robes of a new-born child. Weavers, weaving at fall of night, Why … Continue reading

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A Rajput Love Song – Sarojini Naidu

(Parvati at her lattice) O Love! were you a basil-wreath to twine among my tresses, A jewelled clasp of shining gold to bind around my sleeve, O Love! were you the keora’s soul that haunts my silken raiment, A bright, … Continue reading

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Abortion and Human Rights

The most important issue in balancing individual human rights with social responsibility in my point of view is abortion. The law that was passed so that abortions would be legal was a good decision. The anti-abortions have very sound points, … Continue reading

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मेरो चोक – भूपी शेरचन

साँघुरो गल्लीमा मेरो चोक छ यहाँ के छैन? सबथोक छ असङ्ख्य रोग छ, केवल हर्ष छैन, यहा त्यसमाथि रोक छ साँघुरो गल्लीमा मेरो चोक छ यहाँ के छैन? सबथोक छ यो मेरो चोकमा देवताले बनाएका मानिस र मानिसले बनाएका देवता, … Continue reading

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रात काठमाडौँ प्रात – भूपी शेरचन

बाग्मतीपारि स्याल, र वारि कुकुरहरु कराउँदा सशङ्कित पोथी कुखुराझैं घिच्रो तन्काएर हेर्छन् देवलहरुले वरिपरिका खोरहरुलाई पखेटा झारेर र अन्धकारले तिनलाई डोकोभित्र छोप्छ । अज्ञात दुलोबाट निस्केर डस्छ गोमनले काठमाडौंलाई र विष सर्दै–सर्दै धरहराको टुप्पोनिर पुग्छ, गल्लीहरुका नसाभित्र रगत कालो हुदै … Continue reading

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घण्टा घर – भूपी शेरचन

कुनै फाटेर कुनै मुसाले काटेर कुनै छोरा-नाति एक-एक गरी फौजका सब पुराना जर्सी सिद्धिए । तर जतनसाथ बचाइराखेको फौजी जीवनका दुइटा प्रिय चिन्ह एउटा पुरानो डिजाइनको ठुलो-गोलो जेबघडी छातीमा झुन्ड्याएर, अनि एउटा पुरानो टोप शिरमा लाएर माछा मार्ने निहूँले बुढेसकालमा … Continue reading

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