Sameer Neupane

संघर्ष हे जीवन मेहेनत करना पड़ेगा ज्यादा कभी मुस्कान कभी छ्यन भर   की  ख़ुशी कभी  है  दुख यही है रित   दुनियां कि ।  ज्ञान की धारा पावन होती है नम्र और गुणी  बन्ना हरका सपना  लाखों में है एक  मनाब जीबन, कवी लिया आसूँ  तो कवी बिश्राम ।    नब निर्मित सिनेमा देखना चल्ना तो कभी कभी नए पुस्तक पड़ना ।     कभी अपनी ही मन  की कथा तो कभी प्रेम की  कथा  कभी पुस्तक की भीतर की पात्र की कथा  अब तो लगने लगा है  येहि है  अपना समय ।  कभी  वरिशों में गुम हो जाने की ये तन उभर रहा है जीवन । सुर्य , चन्द्रमा , बारिस ,जल, चर , पशुपंछी , बन भी  तो लड़ाई  करते  हैं  अपने अस्तित्व के लिये।  सुर्य की  कीरने सुवह आती और शाम में निघल जाती है। बारीश हरेक मनसून में होती है।  गयल में  व्हैस सदैब दगुर्ने  कें  लिए तयार होती हैं। खेत में पैनी ...

To the heliocentric world from geocentric world, ideas has changed and it is questioned the historic transformation of European from Marxism to Capitalism,what we people living in east deserve?           Could we travel to the world? Not at all if we do not have enough money how  could we get travel European countries or US or Canada? One of my friend asked are you not get plan to study aboard . There are many requirements I told.   Mark sheet , character Certificates  , TOFEL or GRE, basic learning of language skills of particular country, Student Visa mean a lot .                  When a simple guy living in a town having 7 to 10 thousand income source paying 2 to 3 thousands rent on suburbs of the Kathmandu what do he think? Either he should have financial support from his home if not how could he think of it at all? He would thought people who live in other part of the world are maki...

गाथा, ब्यथा र प्रहरहरु सधै एकिनासको हुदैन । माया, भाव ना र साथहरु पनि एकैनासको हुदैन । ऋतु  फेरिरहन्छ न् । तर प्रगाड  माया कहिलै फेरिदैन । आखाँ  र सपनी हरु फेरिरहन्छ । चोखो माया पाउन तपस्वि नै बन्नु पर्छ, साथ पाउन  जोगि बनि हुदैन । निदरिका  छ्यण हरु मिठा  हुन्छन् । आका शमा उडने  काग, काग नै हुन्छन तर कोईलिका  सुमधुर गितहरु गाउन सक्दैनन् । माया पाउन जति गाह्रो हुन्छ । प्रेमि पाउन त्यति गाह्रो हुदैन । यो तरेली केवल मेरी उनी ला ई ।।

It's amazing when you use to travel twice a month outside kathmandu valley and get fresh air sometimes.

Psychos were the People, People used to be psychos. They are the psychos, coz the hopes are on their mind The mind varies in terms of media entrepreneurs coz they write about psychos The politicians, lawmakers, the businessmen, poets & intellectuals who were completely out of mind Who always falsify the truth. The Journalists on behalf of their dignity write about them But when they themselves realize their status and they spit upon their fate. Let, put on the stake of god, and think they would remove the psychiatric world & would built the world normal & full of enlightenment.

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 ...