RIP Amy Winehouse 'Back to Black'

Hey everybody,

I'm so glad to be back in my blog to update my recent activities and adventures. But as soon as I returned from my one week trip I heard Amy Winehouse is dead. Ahhh I felt so bad. I really liked her voice and music despite her scandals. She was one of a kind. I also heard many other sad news happening around the globe, like teenagers died in Norway, Derailed bullet train in China and so on.

The first time I heard Amy's song was 'Back to Black', my god I liked her voice so much. Then I hear many songs as well as her scandals in TV, Gossip Magazines and in internet. 'Valerie' and 'Rehab' are other songs I like most. What a short life she wished to live. It's a total waste of a youth and a tremendous talent. Her trademark 'Beehive hairstyle' and the Long dark eye make-up was followed by many admirers. Trust me it's a bit difficult to make your hair like hers.

Dying at the age of 27 years, you are amongst the hitlist of those celebrities who died young. "Live Fast Die Young". All I can say now is Hope your soul 'Rest in Peace' and you get to enjoy the life after death that you longed for. Your songs will forever be sung and your voice will forever remembered. you won't be going in and out of rehab; no drugs and no alcohol. 

:( Life still goes on. My deepest sympathy goes to her family.

Flashback to past

Sorry this post became longer than I expected!!!!!!!!!!!


As we grow older, the only thing remains I guess are the memories of past. We become more experienced in certain things and more arrogant in most of the things. I find mostly elderly people are more stubborn to their decision. So far I have learnt many things in life but I still think I need to learn more. I never stop learning as I said before in one of my post. I have got many photographs of those moments, those beautiful experiences and adventures. But the ones which I don't have photographs are the ones which are most memorable for me. 


Getting back to the topic here, suddenly today I remembered few people I left on my long journey of life. My moments with them are very short but I always remember them (not sure whether few of them still recognise me or not). Whenever I think of them, my heart beats differently and I feel like I'm back to that very moment again. Here are the people I remember most even I have only spent short span of time with them. It's some unknown force which binds me to them, may be the time I spent with them were just unforgettable.


1. When I was in 9th standard, I accompanied my mom to go to Itahari (Eastern Nepal). We had some visits to make and dealings to close.  The travel was a bit scary along the River Trishuli (where most people die from accident,i.e. place like Krishna Vir). Everytime the driver pressed hard on break I would wake up from my sleep. Tensed moment. Hahaha I also watched hindi movie 'Raja Hindustani'. On our way, I saw the River Sapta Koshi (combination of 7 rivers). My heart stopped for a minute. I surrendered myself to River Koshi's vastness. The immense force of water, the deep green water,,ahhhh amazing. I was there before but I was very small. We stayed at our relatives house. I've always heard their name but never actually saw them. There was one sister, such a beautiful girl. She was just a year older than me and we soon get along with each other. She had different taste in food, different way of cooking, different way of keeping me amused. We even shared some funny jokes and went to walk together. She made my stay there bit interesting. They made me drink fresh cow milk, pure one; just taken from cow. After few hours I was in toilet, not to mention why. The only thing I don't like about there is the taste of water. Me and her bonded quite well, she took me for shopping and showed me her hangout places. Soon there was time we had to get back to Kathmandu, she helped me comb my hair, even cooked me nice meal. I was already feeling strange. Me and my mom said our farewell and were walking along the road. She was walking behind us, I kept looking back for no reason. I still saw her standing there and waving at us everytime I looked back. At that very moment I felt like running back to her and hug her. She was standing right there until we changed to the other route. I still remember her and that moment. We haven't met since then but I have kept these memories in my heart. There are no photographs to prove our meetings. For your information, on the way back too Kathmandu there was reports of earthquake while we were on bus. haha

Lesson I learnt: Since that moment, while departing with somebody I love, I never look back no matter what cause if I do so, I feel like I might lose them. (just the instinct)


2. We always had visitors in our house throughout the whole year, a. we lived in Capital and everybody from village would passby our place before they leave country or after they return; b. most relative would come to find something in the Capital and they lived in our place temporarily ( atleast a year hehe). I always liked it that we had visitor in our house. But this time the visitor was in our neighbour's house; our far relative. She was one month younger than me. She has lived most of her life in Dhankuta (Eastern Nepal). Again we soon were getting along with each other quite well. She would tell me all those amazing stories of her place, friends, college life. I would listen to her for hours and hours. I took her to some of my favourite spots, my hideaways, my roaming places in my hometown. My friends (Male) were asking her name. hahaha She was one of a beauti, tall (very unusual in my race LIMBU), long hair, and quite a personality. While she mentioned all those things about her hometown I was creating my own version of that place in my mind. I definately will go there someday. Again here comes bitter truth, she had to go back to where she belong and her mom came to pick her up. We departed with smiles and promises to keep in touch. She even sent me greeting cards few times. But now its been many many years we are not in contact, simply because there is no connection and I don't have her contact details. Soon after she left I heard she got married (she was only 18 or 19).


Lesson I learnt: People meet and depart is a way of life but after we depart the likelihood of meeting again is decided only by destiny. So sad I still remember her and her charming character.


3. This friend of mine is a sweet friend. She had short hair, fair skin, good heart and good sense of humour. We are still in touch through all these modern means of social networking sites. She would tell me all those stories about her hometown Dhangadi, again I was imagining my own version. The places she visited, people she met, incidents she faced and all. I could just listen to her for hours and hours. She told me how she had suffered from health problem while she was sitting exam for her 10+2; went into exam hall with the saline water attached to her wrist. She was a good table tennis player, took me to watch national level game. As well as being modern girl, she had the quality of a good homely girl. Cooking, cleaning, washing was nothing for her. She would sing and dance without hesitation, crack a joke without stuttering, laugh without any obligations. After I knew her for sometime I knew, people who are most smiling have the most painful things inside them. I saw her crying infront of me for some reason. I learnt many many things from her. She was the first girl who did threading of my eyebrows, gosh that hurt. We also had flings in our accountancy class. ahahhaha not to mention the details. There we met the great great grandson of Adikavi BhanuBhakta Acharya. She also introduced me to this brother who was training to be an actor; he is a famous actor now in Nepalese Cinema World. There are many words to mention her but if I start it it'll be a whole book. She's in Johannesburg at the moment with her hubby and I really wish her to visit UK soon.


Lesson I learnt: No matter what life treats you, you should always be ready to accept and challenge it with a smile in your face. One day definately you'll succeed. 


There are many more people in my list but can't mention all of them here. Hope you're not bored to finish this long post. Forgive me if I reminded you of your painful departure with someone, somewhere.


Morale of this blog I suppose is, cherish the person, the moment, the experience at the very moment before you depart from it. I was blissful to be able to share those unforgettable moments with them to recall it now. Lets just say the beautiful reminiscence of friendship and togetherness.

Thank you all. :) :D

Prayers goes to the victims of Mumbai blast. *_*

Dear readers, 

Here I'm back fairly soon, not because I have a beautiful poem to write or any thank you's to say; I'm here to pay my heartfelt prayers to the victim of Mumbai bomb blast. I don't know the reason behind all these activities but the sufferers are always general public who are most of the times unaware of the actual situation. I'm praying for their souls to rest in peace and whoever injured to have a little bit less pain. May god give them strength to carry on even when they are unable to survive the difficult situation and an unbearable pain. There's a famous quote,'Hands that help are holier than hands that pray', but here all I can do is PRAY. I can't even pray as in proper pray, it's just that my heart wants me to pray for them. It's not only this bomb blast, I would pray for each and every people who lost their lives in bomb blast all over the world and those who have been disabled by these kinds of act.

May the pain would be less, may the suffers subside, may god save you for the ones who need you most, may god have mercy on the innocents. 

Thank you.

Being Grateful

Hello my dear readers,


Lately seems like I have been thanking so many people for so many reasons. I say 'Please, Thank you and Sorry' at work everyday for god knows how many times it does not matter but to say thank you here means a lot to me. I sincerely feel like I'm thanking my readers. When I started blogging I thought I would just write and would not really bother about how many views I will have or what kind of comments I get. But being here for few months has made me realise I do care about my readers and the comments they pass. Whether its positive or negative I do get criticisms, this makes me work harder and improve better. There are billions of people in this world but they all have different thinking.


Today when the page view hit 2000 I was really happy. It's not a milestone or a big big achievement as such but deep down I'm just too happy. It's different happiness that I can't express in words. If I get many 'likes' in Facebook it's because I post a nice photo or nice status; if I get many Retweets  in twitter it's because again I might have tweeted something funny or meaningful or something to be noticed,,,,,,,, but if I get viewers in my blog means they're reading my blog. It does not matter whether you read one post or many, it simply means you have read my mind at some stage. Every word, sentence, poem and quote written in this blog is purely my expression, impression, interpretation and evaluation of the kind of person I am. By reading these posts you have made a bond which is invisible yet strong. 


I thank all of the readers again. Whoever you are, wherever you are I hope sharing my thoughts in my blog has been a good experience for you to read. Live life to your fullest, never be afraid to face difficulties, never hesitate to admit your mistake, never shield yourself with lies and insecurities, never be scared to confront realities, never back out if you're right, never lose hope, never give up your destination, never show tears if you don't mean it, never stop smiling ; lets just say never say never (ehehehe J. Bieber).



P.S. Again I'm announcing it's my great pleasure to have you all as my readers. :) :D XX <3

In a dilemma situation.

Hey guys, today I haven't got anything interesting to write as such. I have been trying to figure out something for quite sometime now. I always thought that I would lead a life I desired and live a life I deserve. It's not that I'm not not happy or I'm not living the life I desired, it's just that I have left something unfinished. I wish to continue and finish it. But I'm in dilemma whether to continue or not. The question here is, 'Will I be able to finish it as I expected or will I just leave it as I left it before; unfinished?' After my 10+2 I came overseas to study something. I was young and that was the first time I was on my own. Facing the difficulties of survival in this unknown country and people, I couldn't complete the studies. I started studying something else and did quite well in that as well now. But deep in my heart there is always a dissatisfaction or lets just say a feeling of incompleteness that hunted me. So, lately (over a year :) I have been thinking of going back to the same course and finish it off. It obviously means the biggest decision cause it means I have to contribute 2 more years of my life, enjoyment, money, freedom and so on. I'm not worried to sacrifice them if I can do well in completing the studies, what the concern is that am I confident enough. I have thought of it over and over again yet I'm still looking for answers. I'm confident that I can do it but still there is a side of me which is not so confident. I frankly say that I lack confidence in certain field and I'm super confident in certain things. It also means changing careers at that stage of time when most people are already settled down  in their prospective careers.

Even though I left it long time ago, I still have the chance to continue it. I called up the board and they say I still have time. Haaa I just thought like, how could I be that lucky. My profession now is also a professional and prospective but I'm still looking to work harder. What life would have been if there's no existence of this thing called 'dream high, expect high, or lets just say to be better'. There's a famous saying by Mahakavi Laxmi Prasad Devkota (the greatest poet of Nepal ) that ,'Udeshya Ke Linu, Udi Chunu Chandra Ma Jun!'. It simply means you've got to aim high so that one day you can reach the highest peak as far as the moon. I have deeply thought that this is what I want to pursue now, I might fail my exam or I might end up hopeless but I'll still try my best. I've got to overcome this dilemma situation myself. This time if I want to go back and study all those things again it would be little bit difficult as I'm not used to those 'terms' anymore. I have been lucky in my life in many ways, so hopefully this time as well luck would be in my favour if I try hard. In my point of view, we never stop learning; either in your life or in your studies. I tell my mates and relatives 'Do you ever stop studying, it just continues!'. So, I might as well take it seriously and work on it.

Thanks for reading, sharing these thoughts feels like I'm one step closer to the answers. Even though we communicate only through words it just feels like you are listening to me. Thanks very much for being my backbone of hope and I appreciate your support. :) :D

Be happy!

One Day, dream of a dreamer! :)

Hey hey hey, I believe every person has right to dream. Dreams are those motives or wishes which are yet to be fulfilled. I'm dreaming of so many things right now. Usually, to be honest I have my dreams granted and fulfilled but I don't know the future. I'm dreaming for a thing that is hard to get, ambition which is hard to achieve and person who is difficult to meet. Yet I'm again dreaming. I'm a dreamer and I'm a believer, famous lines of a all time hit song. Here I present one of the poem that rushed into my mind and allow me to spill out these thoughts.

One day when I meet you, I want to tell you how much I longed for that moment and it mattered to me.

One day when I hold you,I want to tell you that you're the safest person known to me.

One day when I hug you,I want to tell you that you're the warmest person that has ever hugged me.

One day when I kiss you,I want to tell you that you're the sweetest person that has made me happiest girl in the world.

One day when I make you mine, I want to tell that you're the only person that has made my life so worthwhile.

One day when I cry n deny, I want to tell you that you're the only person that has made me cry a river.

But one day when I see you, I want tell you that you're the only person that has made me realise what love is like.

This 'One Day' might not be true, simply because its just an imagination. Here I explain why?

The day when I meet you, I might be too shy to face you. The day when I hold you, I might be trembling and shaking like a puppy to utter any word. The day when I hug you, I might be lost somewhere to gather up my feelings. The day when I kiss you, I might be vanished in the wonderland to confess my emotions. The day when I make you mine, I might just be dreaming to show what you meant for me. The day when we break up, I might be too devasted enough to blabber anything about you. The day when I see you again, I might just run away and hide cause I don't have any words to make my feelings towards you subside.

I sound like a loser but people are mostly loser in love. They lose sleep, appetite, sometimes friends, relatives, even faith in themselves if anything goes wrong. But I , from my heart wish all the lovers to get the true love they deserve.

Don't stop believing! :)

Happy Reading!!!!

My new found happiness - Cyber Connection :) :D

Hey dear readers, lately I haven't been active producing a fine and funny poems. It's my mind, sometimes needs some motivation and inspiration which force me to write poem. So, here I am writing just casually about my experience of life. Lately, for the past couple of months, I say exactly from April 2011 I have been very busy. Busy as in like ohh how can I say. I opened Twitter account. (never knew what it was until I did it). I was fade up of Facebook; people trying to show off their possession, aggression and leave me stupid impression of them. I was totally getting fade up. I thought why not,'try something new today', that's what Jamie Oliver (celebrity chef) says. Just after my birthday, turning one year older :( I started being active in twitter though I had twitter account already. After that I started tweeting and also luckily I got followers and slowly the circle started growing. I became more and more addicted to it. I didn't realise how it went that far. Then I opened my BLOG inspired by fellow twitter. Started writing poems, my passion. Many things are happening since then.


Things I have truly learnt and will be learning are getting wider. I knew I still have many more things to do, things to achieve and so on. These people, mostly younger than me, has taught that 'We can learn from someone younger than us as well'. There are guineas smart kids. I also knew there is a whole new world out there which most people are unaware, lets say frankly my friends in my circle hardly signed up for twitter.  It's just like a normal routine now, call me tweetoholic or crazy twitter girl, I'm just loving it. I wake up every morning and first thing I do is check my Timeline. I honestly think i'm dragging myself more into it. AAAhhh need to control it. I never believed in internet love and stuffs like that. Even now I think it is only the connection which enables people to communicate, not fall in love. My close friend is madly in love with this guy she met in Social networking site.(she's going to kill me if she reads it), all the best to her. In my case I would have to meet THE ONE in person then only it could be possible. I believe that my 5 senses have to accept the person. My sister says, internet love is only there until internet connection is there. She has her own views so as many people in this world has different views. 


For the time being, I am enjoying my time in this cyber world. Uploading video in Youtube, Myspace and tweeting in twitter, Updating in facebook, and recent one is Google plus. I don't know how long my so called 'NEW FOUND HAPPINESS' would last for. One day I have to return to the real world different from my imagination. But I would like to thanks all these amazing people who's making my life more interesting and meaningful. Thanks for appreciating my useless words, liking my lifeless photo and retweeting my subjectless tweets. Hopefully when I see you in person I wish to have this feeling 'we have met before'. I have a strong feeling its the common share of interest that's binding us i.e. Like being Social.


Thanks for reading and being with me. I appreciate all of you and your support.


Especial thanks to Shailesh, Rabindra and SambidBilas. :)
P.S. All my twitter buddies. :)

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