नेपाली राष्ट्रिय गीत (Nepali National Anthem)

 नेपाली राष्ट्रिय गीत (Nepali National Anthem)

''सयौं थुँगा फूलका '' - 2007 AD
लेखक : प्रदीप कुमार राई (ब्याकुल माईला )
संगीत : अम्बर गुरुङ


(All pictures in the video is my own painting. Hope you like it.)


म जुन राष्ट्रिय गीत गएर हुर्किएँ त्यो अहिलेको राष्ट्रिय गीतभन्दा  धेरै फरक छ / नेपालमा  पहिले राजतन्त्र थियो र राजको शासन चल्थ्यो तर अहिले प्रजातन्त्र छ / मलाई नयाँ नेपालको बारेमा धेरै कुराहरु थाहा छैन तर सकेसम्म बुझ्न कोशिशचाहिँ गर्छु /

सर्बप्रथम मैले सुरु गरें राष्ट्रिय गीतबाट / पछिल्लो केहि महिना देखि एक-एक शब्दहरू याद गर्दै गाउँछु , मलाई  त्यस्तो नागरिक हुनु छैन जसलाई आफ्नो देशको राष्ट्रिय गीतपनि गाउनु आउंदैन  / यहाँ एउटा video पेश गर्दैछु जसमा देश भक्तिले भरिपूर्ण भएर  मैले आफ्नै स्वोरमा गाउँदैछु / कृपया धैर्यसंग हेरिदिनुस है / :)


म JustTalkative  लाई धन्यबाद दिन चाहन्छु जसले यो youtube को धून मलाई सापटी दिएर मलाई मेरो इच्छा पुरा गर्न सहयोग गर्नुभो / म कुनै गायिका होइन, न त मा चर्चित महिला नै हो तर सानो कोशिश गर्दै छु मन खोलेर आफ्नो देश नेपालको राष्ट्रिय गीत गाउन /

जय नेपाल !

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''100s of flowers of garland '' - 2007 Ad
Lyrics : Pradeep Kumar Rai (Byakul Maila)
Music : Amber Gurung

I grew up singing national anthem which is completely different to what we have now. Nepal was previously a Kingdom now it is a Republic. I know very little about new Nepal but I'm trying to learn more about it.

First of all I start with our National Anthem. For the past few months I have been memorising National anthem word by word so that I won't be tagged along with those who can't sing their own country's national anthem. I present this video where I have put my patriotic heart to sing along in my own voice. Please watch it with patience.

I would like to thank JustTalkative for lending me the youtube music which helped me fulfill my mission. I'm neither a singer nor famous person but still trying my luck to sing my national anthem with open heart.

Long live Nepal !

Thank you.

Lex Limbu - Number 1 Source: MLTR Releases Nepal Video

I am a regular viewer of my favourite blogget Lexlimbu. Here is a post that I want to share in my blog as well. MLTR is my favourite band of our time and really liked it when they released a vidoe of Nepal. Thanks to them and I hope Lex won't mind me reblogging this post.



Lex Limbu - Number 1 Source: MLTR Releases Nepal Video: FRESHLY RELEASED! When Michael Learns To Rock was in Nepal in November 2011 for a concert organised by ODC Network, the band also ...

My restless mind

'' It is silent evening of June in London. Seems like this streetlights have given enough lights for moon to be angry and hide. In this quite room there is only me and this laptop or might be some ghost roaming around. Mind you I heard that every house in London is hunted. My small nose is supporting this pair of glasses which has become my helping eyes more than a decade. Throat little bit soar, hair is all over my shoulder and yet I try to figure out what interesting thing I can write about in my blog.

I pretend that I have a time machine and I am taking you back to past. I have not found time machine for future yet. 

This was way back in late 80's in Brunei. It is a vivid memory that someone stood up help me long time ago. I never knew what was bullying at a age as young as 6 or 7. This senior sister in my school was being a little mean to me and was telling me to do tasks at school. I don't know why she was like that but as usual I quickly refused and rebelled and I got in trouble. She got angry and started telling me off.  I keep laughing when I remember that situation, I was so angry and but was still holding my temper and standing infront of her. May be I was thinking whether rebelling was good thing or not but certainly I was thinking of fighting with her. I have always been a tomboyish girl. I am not trying to say that she was a bad person or she did wrong, may be she had her reasons to do it. Suddenly out of nowhere this senior brother came and stood up for me. I don't remember his face, I don't remember his name but I do always remember the favour he did for me. I am always grateful to him. I felt like I am not always wrong in things that I do. Later on things were smooth and I often used to see him in school and did respect him a lot. Then our family moved back to Nepal. After nearly 20 years later I saw the sister who tried to give me hard time, there is no hard feelings but still I haven't forgotten her face. May be she has already forgotten what she did but I never did. May be we just accept the fact and move on rather than stuck in one situation.

The morale is that 'Do not be afraid to stand up for your rights.' No matter how hard we try we never actually forget bad memories but we have to cherish our present as well. Forgiveness is a vast word but we do have to try it on us.

I opened my eyes after few minutes of nap, laptop still in my lap and head titled on sofa's lap. It's almost morning and my sleep has gone on vacation. The stomach feels empty and growling, the sound from laptop fan, wall clock, typing letters and even my heartbeat is bigger than ever. Now I have to leave for my most favourite place, the comfort of my cosy bed. The story is continues. ''

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I keep wondering and my mind is always restless. It's not that I am unhappy, just that I keep thinking. I keep thinking of doing something different all the time. I am not trying to prove anything to anybody or show how different I am. I feel refreshed and reborn all over again when I do something new.

 One day I saw a brief description of a book in a magazine about a lady in her seventies writing about her life experiences. So, for couple of weeks I have been thinking of writing a book or a novel or a short story of some experience of my life and not share it with anyone haha.Yet again I wonder if I have the capability to do it or not. Do I have that vocabulary knowledge to impress myself? I don't even have the guts to show it to anyone. Is it a secret which is buried inside me or I am just making everyone curious? Everyone has some secret inside them. Well, I am making everyone curious now. Laughing with myself. 

We live in this world which seems same everyday but it is changing day by day. I feel like I am living same life for past few years but no things are changing around me. I am older than what I was and I have become same person with slightly different priorities. 

I do wish to write a book about my experiences and publish it. It is just a mere thought. Thanks for reading. 

Now where do I start my story????

My Words, My Art, My Heart: Nepal, Love & Peace.

War, crime, disturbance, violence are not good for any country or any people. All it brings it sorrow, sadness, disaster and pain. Nepal is a small country. Let's live in peace and love and understand each other.
This poem is such a heart-touching poem written by Samby Pant. Please read it properly and think about it.


My Words, My Art, My Heart: Nepal, Love & Peace.: I can’t see the smiling white dove in the sky am I blind, has it disappeared, or did we leave it to die? I can’t see the Old man’...

Swaggical Rapstha, Rap Connect & Biraj (Play It On, 17 May 2012)

Play It On, 17 May 2012

Just few months ago I was blogging about this very talented girl Swaggical Rapstha. Today I saw her interview in Nepal TV with other boys. Oh ya, she makes me proud. Guess what she even managed to mention my name, haha I'm flattered. I just couldn't stop smiling and being excited to watch her interview though most of the talking was done by her fellow group members. I just wish her to Keep Rising like her song. All the best to you guys.


Forever supporter and a fan.
limshaku :)

Music heals :)

I feel like listening to this music a lot today and also would like to share it in my blog. I don't know since when I noticed and liked this song but whenever I heard it, I admired and adored it by heart. I particularly remember listening it in the Korean movie 'The Classics' and last year in the Cathedral Cave in Wales. Enjoy listening to it.

Pachelbel's Canon D

Be Good, Do Good & Feel Good

This might be the most boring thing ever I've written in my blog so far. Everyday I spend in this crazy world I come across with many instances, situations, moments and accidents. They all rise alarm in my mind and still I'm left with many unsolved and  unanswered questions. I have tried not to clutter my blog with non-sense but I can't help this one. Forgive me for being so obnoxious or disgusting. I will definitely write something nice next time but for now bear with me.

The question pops up again like :

Why the smallest finger of our foot suffers the most?

Why does the Pinky finger of your hand has to dig into nose?

Why is it better to put wedding ring on ring finger than little pinky finger?

Why kicking is more bad then slapping?

Why do we forgive our loved ones but never our enemy?

Why do we judge other people?

Why do we forget somebody's kindness but never forget somebody who treated us badly?

Why do we reserve bad memories in mind more than good memories?

Why BLOOD IS THICKER THAN WATER? 

Why do we always seek for better things when things are already better for them?

Why do we try to think what's on other person's mind when we know we always end up guessing?

Why do we always try to find answers when we know for sure that we sometimes can never get the answer?

Why the hell people seek for suggestion when all they do is criticise the person's opinion who suggests them?

Why do we wait for miracle to happen?

Why do we wait for love to happen?

Why do we never have sufficient money with us?

Why do we fall for something which is always difficult to get?

Why do we underestimate the power of small insects?

Why do we feel the invisible, uncountable, non-measurable, unmovable yet very disastrous pain of being refused?

Why do we think that our own pain is more than others?

Why do we live the life of hatred, jealousy, dominance, bully?

courtesy google images.

These questions are like the water of fast flowing rivers, so fierce, so powerful, unstoppable yet fresh and pure. All I try to do is to make myself a better person. I practise to be a better person everyday and sometimes I succeed and sometimes I fail. I am just a human being who makes mistakes but I try to control my anger, my anguish, my disgusting behaviour of winning debates. I have habits which I dislike and attitudes which I possess and despite those qualities of mine I still try to behave in a good way. That is my practise everyday to overcome my weakness. I hope when I die I can atleast have no regrets or remorse left. Let's try to be a better person, that itself contributes more than enough for this world. A little act of kindness can change many things. DO GOOD, BE GOOD & FEEL GOOD.

Cheerio