Sameer Neupane

It's the midsummer Eve of 2010 . In the Country Side i.e. Jumla, Humla, Lele to Helambu if we have time to visit remote places through the reserved AC Bus our heart would be blossomed and we feel like we are hear to visit the heaven. We can't find them in our capital or other major cities like Biratnagar, Nepalgunj, Pokhara, and the very Kathmandu City coz We live here in the desert Called Sahara. We are Lizards. Here we are fond of Camels who can store Proteins and Cactus where there is no need of humidity for a prolonged time. Here students like us can get a long vacation n get enough time to listen music, watching movies n reading books with the Carlsberg. Recently, a frein of mine called me n told how long would this national strikes called by the opposition parties would be come to the point n we get freed. I meditiated What he was calling once? Different TVs are casting news of demonostration n day by day the situations is becoming worsen. Reporters in Image Channel on...

It was the period when Maoist Insurgency was in the extreme extent. Many Police beats and Army barracks were often attacked and people like we, who were staying in the urban feel normal to such attacks, it used to seem that we were in addiction to hear such assaults. We were interested to look after the papers not to feel passionate with such violence but to count the number of dead militants or Maoist combatants. It was the midsummer of 2004, I was travelling on a bus , from Suryavinayak to Ratnapark at 4 pm. As a night shift student on Ratna Rajya Laxmi, I should be on my college around 5.30 Pm. Yeah, I was travelling. Due to degrading security situation in the capital many check posts were run by Nepalese Army. At Sallaghari, Bhaktapur, few Army Officers stop the bus, make the passenger out of it and interrogate them individually in a line, checked the bags and were doing their duty. Then, it's my turn, one of the officer was still asking me question i.e. "Where are You ...