<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 04:30:23 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Seema's space</title><description></description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (MrRDX)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-8193338911841685816</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 13:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-28T06:59:37.981-07:00</atom:updated><title>Your EYES</title><description>Dark black your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Makes me fall in them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm drawn,  &lt;br /&gt;Every moment i gaze them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alluring eyes when&lt;br /&gt;Enclose my image,&lt;br /&gt;Invade my heart.&lt;br /&gt;As it captures me,&lt;br /&gt;slowly &amp; slowly&lt;br /&gt;I keep sinking and,&lt;br /&gt;I  wish i never&lt;br /&gt;Come out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intoxicated deeply, madly me;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes and my consciousness,&lt;br /&gt;Reciprocate eachother&lt;br /&gt;Very strongly.&lt;br /&gt;As Your eyes draw me,&lt;br /&gt;I get unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh me, deeply drawn in you;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;My shadows there,&lt;br /&gt;searching its way to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you lead me ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-8193338911841685816?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-eyes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-4183164854635438374</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 09:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-27T03:47:11.277-07:00</atom:updated><title>Lolas, Media and Rights</title><description>&lt;em&gt;By the time Holi will hit Ktm,I won't be around! Thank God! Here's a write up about it that i have to share.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media persons are supposed to vicariously speak for general people. I had once smsed an FM show "Jump start" to speak on how kathmanduites trouble girls by hitting lolas a month before actual Holi. But I was taken aback, instead of calling it a nuisance and requesting for its eradication, the male presenter remarked that it was a norm that he too follows religiously and nothing can be done. I was even more flagrant when I heard an FM show "Voice of Nepal" in which advocacy for human rights abounds and a message of zero tolerance is given. The same presenter professed adherence to human rights, their protection and proper conviction to perpetrators. Does violation of rights occur only when it is related to political issues like decade long insurgency? Isn't it a right, not to be physically assaulted by lolas? The pleasure of hitting lolas costs at the extreme impairment of sight and hearing and mostly unexpected pain. Be it a gruesome murder by Nepal army or Maoists, verbal abuse at workplace or innocent girls hit by men with lolas. A right is a right and violation occurs no matter who does it.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. presenter, since it will take a couple of more years to indemnify the victims of insurgency, why don't we try protecting rights that have eluded your thoughts, for start like discouraging social nuisance?&lt;br /&gt;AN ARTICLE BY&lt;br /&gt;SHASHI KALA RAI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-4183164854635438374?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/lolas-media-and-rights.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shashi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-6273055051110503528</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 03:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-06T23:38:42.926-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>my article</category><title>FRIENDS</title><description>We happen to face different people at different stages of  life . Even the friends. I am very much satisfied by the article scrippled on the Himalayan Times (i am sorry for i forgot the name of the writer. He has categorised the friends in three groups.......&lt;br /&gt;1. friends for a reason&lt;br /&gt;2. friends for a season&lt;br /&gt;3. friends for life time.&lt;br /&gt;Here some people come in our life as a friend for certain reason . They help us and be with us till we complete our certain purpose. They show us and help us in understandin the differebt aspects of our life and helps us to tackle or deal with the problems . Even some are there to drag us to the new direction or make us change the track we are following, either wrong or right. No matter after the compleition we get apart either knowily or unknowinly.&lt;br /&gt;and the next here a friends come to our life ,teaches us to smile , enjoy and helps us to deal certain things. They are like God gift 2 us, they stay for a season but teach us a valuable lesson and go away from us. the reason might be anything. sometimes u both may get misunderstandings and separate, or sometimes u or he try to keep a distance and in this way this friendship ends but leaves a great mark..........&lt;br /&gt;the third one the frienmd for a life time. Which goes on with u without any selfish motive. U quarrel , u smile and u share ur life with eachother . U both are made for eachother. Relationship between two life parterners fall on this group.......&lt;br /&gt;I really liked the view presented by the writer on his article . Thou i hav written here in my own language .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A selfless friend really matter a lot in life . I know its hard to get one who is indeed a very good friend but lets try to be one. If everyone try to be so , then we all together can be good friends to eachother......................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-6273055051110503528?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-6192978678629880745</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 23:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-24T16:10:00.401-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pages of my diary</category><title>gurukul ko ek saanjh</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;2004 AD ma Gurukulma ma pahilo patak chhireki saathiharusanga uddhsya natak herna nabhayera Sunil Pokharel ani Abhi Subedi ji sanga interview linu thiyo college ko barshik patrika ko nimti . Tyaha ko batawaranle malai tane pani , ani man lagda lagdai pani natak herna bhane ma gayeki thiyina. Aba sait nai najureko ta bhannu parla ni haina ra? Aakhir fursad nai ekdam nabhayeki tyeti byasta manchhe pani ma hoina. Testai ho paristhiti le nai saath nadiyeko bhannu parla . Dui palta samma ta sur chadeko thiyo ani theatre samma dhayeki pani thiye tara dubai patak bhane banda thiyo natakghar, bhanna le Rimal Natakghar. Malai gurukul unit ko kamajori bhane yehi nai lagchha. Ramro sanga prachar ani bigyapan garna nasaknu. Naya darshak kohi hunuhunchha bhane yes theatre ko barema teti gyan ni nahuna sakchha , ani natakghar pani saano bhayeka le dherai darshakle ekai saath herna bhane muskil nai parchha. Tara je hos yes naatak ghar le nepali sahitya ani naatak ko kshetra ma puryayeko yogadan bhane bhulna sakinna . Ani SunilPokharel , Abhi Subedi ani anya kalakaar saathiharu le nepalma bhitraunu bhayeko theatre culture yaani natak sanskriti le pani yes kshetra ko bistar ma nikai nai tewa puryayeko mahasus hunchha ek patak gurukul pugera farke pachhi……………&lt;br /&gt;Yi sabai mera man ma ubjiyeka bicharharu bhaye . Sabai ko dristikon ma sanga milnu parchha bhanne pani chhaina.maile yeha lekhna khojeko kura bhane beglai chha .&lt;br /&gt;Hijo bihan ko kantipur padhe. Patrika padhna chhadeko nikai bhaisakeko thiyo. Jahile pani sattako lagi haanathap garne nepali neta haru ko puranai samskriti, desh ko girdo abastha , khachkido bikashkram, badhdo dandahinata ka khabar din dinai padhda padhda dikka lagera patrika nai padhna chhade . Ajha bhanau yesto bisam ani kahali lagdo sthitima afule bujhda bujhdai pani kehi garna nasakekoma afai lai afnai najar bata girna nadina maile samachar nasunne ani napdhne nidho gareki thiye. Tara ankha agadi ko ghatana ko aavash aankha chimlidaima ani kaan thundaima kaha nahune raichha ra. Aafno jimmebari bata tandha panchhina kaha sakido raichha ra. Aaja feri khai k jagera aayo paper kine ani padhe. Tehi lekhiyeko thiyo rimalnatakghar gurukul ma pradarsan bhairaheko naatak "Karnali Dakshin Bagdo chha." Yesko halka samikshya pani ali ali padhe. Desh ko tyo durgam bheg ma napuge pani tyahako janjiban lai kritim dhanchabata nai bhaye pani herne rahar jagera aayo. Theatre (naatakghar) khachakhach thiyo. Sohi din nepali congress ka thula hasti (neta) ani ek sahityakar narhari achyarya pani aaunu bhayeko thiyo. Mugu jilla ma naatak ghar kholne hetu le pradarshan ma rakhiyeko so naatak ka praya kalakarharu mugu bata nai hunuhunthyo.Yo naatak kunai script bina nai Karnali ko rahan sahan lai ajar ma rakhera tayar pariyeko thiyo. 1 ghanta ani 40 minutes lamo yes naatak ma tesh bheg ko samajik arthik ani rahan sahan lai sakdo chitran garna khojiyeko chha.&lt;br /&gt;Dosro din nai bhyeko le hola hall bhid thiyo , tyes ma pani late puge ticket liye ani bhitra chhirda sabai seat haru pack thiyo . Tyehi bhayera agadi galaichama rakhiyeko chakati ma paleti kasera hami 15-20 jana basyau. Najikai bata tyes naatak ko bastu sthiti herda lagthyo katai ma Karnali kai paribesh ma ta chhuina. Projector ani computerized technology le garda hola malai matra haina sabai lai aafu pani Karnali kai chheuchhau bhayeko mahasus bhayo hola. Harek kalaakar haru le afno abhinaya khub sajib dhanga le garnu bhayeko thiyo.&lt;br /&gt;Tyo karnali bheg ko dukha ,pida, andha bishwas ani daya lagdo jiwanstar herda lagyo ke yesari pani manish bachiraheka chhan ta?????????? Khas bhansha ramrari thamyauna nasake pani ali ali melo bhane payekithiye.&lt;br /&gt;Dhami jhakri laune pratha, balbibaha lai chharlanga pariyeko chha yes natak ma. 8 barsha ki euti saani bachchhi ko bibaha huna lagdako kshyan, u makhkha chhe naya luga naya chura ani naya dhago payeko ma tara anabigya chhe afno jiban ma ke hudai chha bhanne kurama. Yesai prasnga lai liyera nepathya bata aayeko aawaj le kasko man naroyeko hola ra. " Euti saani phool thaha chhaina usalai u phulna lagdai chhe wa ohilina lagdai chhe……"&lt;br /&gt;Anna(chamal ) ko nimti char pach din line ma basda pani khadya ko karyalaya bata chamal kinna napaunu tyeha ko badhyata. Kehi chamal ko nimti maaramar ani tyeha ko thula bada karmachari le sojha ani nimukha janata lai gareko jyadati . Prasasan karyalaya gayo nagarikta banauna ko nimti CDO(pramukh jilla adhikari ) chhaina ani peon ko bharma sara office, testai birami sarhai bhayera aspatal lagyo aspatal ma doctor chhaina teha ni tehi pale ko bhar ani biramilai sahar lagna airport lagyo tyeha ni plane chhaina.&lt;br /&gt;Plane ko nimti dinau kurnu parne ani plane aaye pani thula bada lae pahile nai book garne prachalan. Kati khumchyayera rakheko chha rastra le yi bhegka manisha harulai . Sanchar , yaatayat ani shikshya ko mul yeha phutna kina sakeko chhaina? Kitab ani copy ko nimti yeha ko bidhyarthiharu le mahinau kurnu parne badhyata , eutai shikshak le dui char ota class ekai thauma rakhera padhaunu parne majburi ani feri bhatkina lageka ani chhano chuhine bidhyalaya. Bidhyalaya aauda jada ani karnali wari paari garna nikai manish haru le jyan samet gumaunu pareko bisam paristhiti yeha (yes natak ma ) dekhaiyeko chha. Yetra yetra ghas ko bojha liyera dori ko bhara ma waar par gariraheka manis haru ko sthiti herda maro aang nai jurunga bhayera aayo. Aakhir unuharu kun yug ma chhan?&lt;br /&gt;Kamjor arthik sthiti ka kaaran yarsagumba khojna jada yehako kayaun manish le jyan gumayeka chhan. Bijuli batti ani indhan ko abhab ma yo bheg ajhai pani diyalo ko prakash ma sansaar nihardai chha.Arthik sthiti sudridh nahuda ani dukha dukha bata umkina yeha ka manish haru ajha bhannu parda yuba haru dherai sankhyama dakshin bagda/pasda chhan arthat bharat bhitri raheka chhan.&lt;br /&gt;Ma bata nikai najik hunuhunthyo nahrari ji , uha ta ek neta nai ho ani sahityakar bhanda ni badhi uhalai hami neta nai bhanera chinchhau. Ma bela bela ma , natak ko bichbichma pachhadi farkera uhako muhar niharthe, yehi herna ki uhalai desh ko yo bhag ko sthitile chhoyo ki chhoyena? Uhalai khed chha ki chhaina?Uha ni marmik dekhinuhunthyo. Byaktigat roop ma sabai desh ko heet nai chahanchhan bhane milera kina agdai badhna sakdainan??????? Yehi jagyo man ma.&lt;br /&gt;Discovery, ani history channel bata dekhaiyeka durgam thau ani Africa ko bikat basti haru ani anya dherai bheg ka manish haru ko kahalilagdo paristhiti dekhda ye yesto pani hudo raichha bhanne lagthyo ani naramilo pani lagthyo . Aaja afnai desh ma tyo bhanda ni kahali lagdo sthiti rahechha bhanne thaha pauda man nikai nai garhau abasya bhayeko chha. Karnali ko barema patra patrika ani kitab haru ma napadheki haina, tara farak dhanga abata soch taba aayo jaba yehi bhegka manis haru le afno jiban star kasto chha ta bhanne kura hamilai chitran garnu bhayo.&lt;br /&gt;Antyama bhaniyeko thiyo " Desh eutai , besh eutai bhanchhan tara timi haru sarah haimi kina chhainau? Timi haru ko luga bata tandhai bata suganda aauchha scent ko tara timiharu kai bhasha ma bhannu parda hami parai bata ganhauchhau .Timiharu helicopter liyera dui din ko nimti Rara ko nilo panee herna aauchhau ani yehako manoram drishya ko charcha garchhau , tara hami yehi janmi hurki badheka manish haru lai Raara ko nilo pani le kina chuhudiana? Katai hamro pet bhoko ani timiharu ko bhari bhayera ta haina?"Euta nagarikta siwaye desh bata hamile k payau?………….. dherainai lamo thiyo uhaharu ko gunaso raajdhani bashi ani desh ka dhukuti mathi rajya garne haru sanga, saara maile yeha lekhna sakiraheki chhuina.&lt;br /&gt;Ma afu terai ma janmeko bhayera hola karnali basi le jhai anna ani kadyanna ko samyasya bhayeko ta suneki chhaina. Tara pani terai ko bhitri gaun haru ma pani yestai bibhed chha thula ani saana barga ka bich ma . Dherai basti haru ajaha bhannu parda dalit ka basti haru ekdamai dayaniya sthiti ma chhan. Tyehi phohor chha, tehi khane thau ani bachaharu syahar ani poshan ko abhaw marna lageka jasta dekhine. Aru ta bhayo tin pusta samma ka manish haru eutai kotha bhitra afno jiwan bitauna badhya chhan. Bal bibaha ani daijo ko prachalanle jhan yo kshetra lai naramrai khayeko chha. Kokro mai raheki balika ko bibaha gareki maile swayam dekheki pani chhu. Ani prasasta daijo napaye janti pharkine chalan, ani buhari marne prtha ta yeha samanya nai chha.&lt;br /&gt;Nepal ka harek basti ani thau haru samanantar roop le bikash garinu parchha bhanne dharana hami sabai nepali haru ko chha.Hamilai jaati , bheg ani Barga ko hisab le afno simit rajnaitik swartha prapta garna natukraiyos bhanne hamro apil pani chha. Raajdhani ko Durbar marga ma herne ho bhane parking gari rakheka hunchhan mahanga gaadi haru paanchtare hotel ko agadi . Dekhda lagchha at je bhaye pani Nepal ma yetika thula star bhaye ka manchhe haru pani chhan, ekchhin ko lagi lagdachha Nepal lai kasle bhanchha garib? Ani anakantar basti haru ko chitra ani paribesh bujhyo lagdachha ke Nepal ma 21st century aayeko chha ra? Euta haraf yaad aaauchha kabita ko " sakdina herna bhanchhin aama santaan thari thari ka"…………….&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-6192978678629880745?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/gurukul-ko-ek-saanjh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-7692175668972566075</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 11:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-24T04:39:29.838-07:00</atom:updated><title>एस्तो पनि संसार हुदों रैछ</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;आमा हेर त ,&lt;br /&gt;याँहा त चरिहरु स्वतंत्र भै उडदा रैछन&lt;br /&gt;खै आमा गुलेली लिएका शिकारी याहा आउदैनन र??&lt;br /&gt;हेर त आमा ,&lt;br /&gt;याहा त दाजू भाई अनि दीदी बहिनी मिलेर काम गर्दा रैछन&lt;br /&gt;खै त आमा याहा झगडा र युध्द हुदैनन र?&lt;br /&gt;कस्तो अनौठो संसार यो,&lt;br /&gt;पल भर पनि मैले बारूद को आवाज सुनिन&lt;br /&gt;आमा हेर त,&lt;br /&gt;याहा त राती पनि मानिश डर नामानी हिड्दा रैछन?&lt;br /&gt;खै आमा मानिश किन स्वार्थी नभएका होलान याहा?&lt;br /&gt;खै किन आमा याहा शान्ति मात्र छाएको होला.?&lt;br /&gt;हेर त आमा ,&lt;br /&gt;एस्तो पनि संसार हुदों रैछ,&lt;br /&gt;आकाश त हाम्रो घरबाट देखीए झै याहा पनि निलै छ ,&lt;br /&gt;पानी ता हामीले पिएको जस्तै छ यहाँ पनि&lt;br /&gt;घास हरु हरिया नै त छन,&lt;br /&gt;सबै कुरा उस्तै नै त छन आमा ,&lt;br /&gt;तर किन आमा याहा कलह नभएको ?&lt;br /&gt;के याहा का मानिशलाई शातिशाली हुन मन छैन?&lt;br /&gt;अनि किन त येसरि एकसूत्र मा बाँधियर बसेका?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आमा हेर त ,&lt;br /&gt;हेर त कस्तो मिठो अनुभब हुन्छ याहा&lt;br /&gt;मन कति निर्धक्क छ याहा,&lt;br /&gt;सबै मानिश मुर्ख हुन त  आमा याहा का?&lt;br /&gt;नभए खै त सत्ता को निम्ति लडेका?.&lt;br /&gt;हेर त आमा एस्तो पनी संसार हदों रैछ…………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-7692175668972566075?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/aama-hera-ta-yeha-ta-chari-haru_24.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-7300027397786185533</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 10:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-24T03:56:55.286-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>poem</category><title></title><description>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;आकाश पारी को त्यों गाउँ छोऊ छोऊ झै लाग्यो&lt;br /&gt;चरी संगै उडदै उडदै तिमी छेउ आऊ लाग्यो&lt;br /&gt;पलभरको मिलनलाई मुटुमै संगालेकी छू&lt;br /&gt;तिम्रो सामू आई सबै भाव पोखु पोखु लाग्यो&lt;br /&gt;आकाश पारी को त्यों गाऊ किन छोऊ छोऊ लाग्यो?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;चंद्ररश्मिको उजेलीमा तिम्रो मुहर हेरू लाग्यो&lt;br /&gt;झरना संगै बग्दै बग्दै तिमीलाई नै छोऊ लाग्यो&lt;br /&gt;साचेर राखेकी छु हजूरकै माया याहाँ&lt;br /&gt;खोल्नलाई मनको गाठो तिमी नजिक आऊ लाग्यो&lt;br /&gt;आकशपारी को त्यों गाउँ किन छोऊ छोऊ लाग्यो ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;पाना भरी तिम्रै लागि पत्र कोरु कोरु लाग्यो&lt;br /&gt;नानीभै तिम्रै आखा भित्र बसु बसु लाग्यो&lt;br /&gt;प्रतिक्ष्यामा छु म  तिम्रै नै त याहाँ&lt;br /&gt;तिम्रो अधरमा शिर लुकाई किन रोऊ रोऊ लाग्यो&lt;br /&gt;आकाश पारी को त्यों गाउँ किन छोऊ छोऊ लाग्यो?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-7300027397786185533?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/aakash-pari-ko-tyo-gaun-chhou-chhou.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-1217085441668497102</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 10:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-24T03:37:13.953-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>my article</category><title>confusion????????????</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;I look around my room, walls painted with blue colours. I happen to think for a while. Am I trapped inside a room or room inside me? I decide the colors, different posters, and the pictures to be pasted on my wall. At which angle should I hang the calendar? In addition, where is the best place to hang my family photographs? I decide the whole thing. So do u think I am captived or detained in the room? No never, I rule this entire room. A human inside me boasts on…&lt;br /&gt;However, who am I outside the room? No one recognizes. Why am I always treated as the inferior sex? Hey woman u wont worth doing that? These walls of the room has ever protected me from the suspicious and envy eyes of the rest of the world. And I don’t , I still don’t have my own identity outside this room. So how can I say I rule over the room when this wall has decided my future. How can i????&lt;br /&gt;I think I am under the control of my room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-1217085441668497102?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/confusion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-4836171286468829639</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 09:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-12T03:38:49.811-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;p&gt;हिजो हिंडेका ती बाटाहरू &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;अझै तिमीलाई सम्झिदैछन&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;तिम्रो डोब हेरी हेरी &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;तिम्रो आकार कल्पिदैछन&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;सुस्ताएको त्यों रुख&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;अझै तिम्रो बाटो कुर्छ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;आफ्नो छाहरीमा सधै &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;तिमी भएको आभाष गर्छ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kina  होला बौध्द बिहार &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;तिम्रै प्रतीक्षा गर्छन आज&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;मठ मन्दिरमाँ  पनी किन&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;तिम्रै धून बज्छ आज&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;बाटो सगै म पनी त&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;तिमीलाई नै कुर्ने गर्छु&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;छहारी को शितलू मा &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;म पनी त रहेकी छू &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;मठ मन्दिर , बौध्ध बिहार&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;तिमीलाई नै भेट्छु अचेल&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-4836171286468829639?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/ma-pani-kurne-garchhu-rukhko-chharima.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-7749173660701694300</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 07:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-12T02:55:23.779-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;बादलु को  पर्दा उठाई &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;तिमीलाई सन्धै हेर्ने गर्छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;हावा सँग संगै तिमीलाई &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;म पनि भेट्ने गर्छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;थाहा पायौ पएनौ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;हिजो पनि आएकि थे &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;कल्पनी मै भए पनि&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;तिम्रै तस्बीर खिचेकी थे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;झरनाको ताल संगै &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;म पनि गाउने गर्छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;तिम्रो यादमा सधै सधै&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;हिमालसंग हास्ने गर्छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;खोला नाला बनजंगल&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;सबले अचेल जिस्काउछन&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;तिम्रो मेरो कहानी &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;दोहोर्याउन कर गर्छन&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-7749173660701694300?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-2672474411088165765</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Aug 2008 11:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-09T04:10:25.080-07:00</atom:updated><title>hello</title><description>sorry for the long gap.&lt;br /&gt;couldnot update the page due to my exams.&lt;br /&gt;i will try to update the page as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt; t hanx 4 ur visit.&lt;br /&gt;seema&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-2672474411088165765?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-6687660984955792204</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 11:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-02T23:44:22.073-07:00</atom:updated><title>नेपाल आज</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;गणतांत्रिक नया नेपाल मा सबैलाई स्वागत छ।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;सोचेको कहिले पनी थीन मैले यती &lt;span class=""&gt;chhittai &lt;/span&gt;मुलुक गणतन्त्र म प्रबेश गर्छ भनेर। &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;युग को कुनै कालखण्ड मा यो परिवर्तन आउछ नै भन्ने त थियो तर यती chadai !!!!सपना जस्तो लग्दै छ अझ पनी मलाई।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;हिजो दिउसो १० बजे बैठक बस्न संकोच थियोनै मन वित्र , मेरो मात्र हैना तपाई लाई पनी यस्तई लगेको हुन सक्छ । तर ढिला भय पनी खुसी को ख़बर भने सुन्न पइयो। राति उठेर बिजय जुलुशको आवाज सुन्दा झन नै रमाइलो लगेको थियो। मलाई येध्धपी बिश्वास भैराको छैन। &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;तर जे होस नया मुलुक को बागडोर अब हाम्रै हातमा छ, कुनै निरंकुश को पंजा मा कैद हैना। ganatantra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;को परिचालन &lt;span class=""&gt;संगै &lt;/span&gt;मुलुक नया युग मा प्रबेश गरेको छ। हाम्रो कांधमा मुलुक को ठुलो जिम्मेबारी आईपरेको छ।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;अन्त्यमा सबैलाई सुभकामाना।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;हमी सबै आजई बाट अफ्नो जिम्मेबारी बोध गरौ अनि rashtra लाई ख़राब हातमा जान नदिना सचेत पनी होऊ।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;सीमा दाहाल / प्रकृति &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:prakriti.nature19@gmail.com"&gt;prakriti.nature19@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-6687660984955792204?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-4675188785760373669</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 11:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-29T04:26:33.007-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>borrowed article</category><title>crustacian heartache</title><description>Vegetarians have many reasons why they abstain from eating animals. For some, it is a matter of religion. For others, it can be justified by a sense of sympathy for the creatures to be slaughtered. In many cases, experiencing an event leads an individual to "go vegetarian," like visiting a meat processing factory or watching Dateline or building a communication device to converse with animals to ask them "how they really feel about being butchered." There is a crustacean that is served in restaurants around the globe that has an awesome power to evoke guilt and agony in the diner. A consumer can watch this life form ascend rapidly from thriving to boiling to dinner in as short as twenty minutes. This creature is none other than the lobster. Eating lobster is enough to convert those of faint heart - or faint stomach, or nursing women and children under 4"8, for that matter - to vegetarianism. The process by which one purchases and consumes lobster is disturbingly different than eating so many other forms of meat. In most cases, the item has already been either prepared, cut, or simply killed. However, when you search for lobster, you see your meal alive and fresh. Without fail, be it in a low-class establishment or a Zagat-exalted eatery or simply a local marketplace, that lobster awaits you with rubber-band-clamped claws in an openly visible tank. In some cases, you can even pick which lobster catches your eye, in a hauntingly Cesarean gladiatorial fashion, saying, "Oh, that one looks feisty," or "Yes, that one looks like it'll put up a good fight." The lobster then is boiled alive, spared the decencies of unconsciousness or other, less painful means of dying. "Painful" is such a term, though, as many critics agree that lobsters are exempt from feeling pain. Either way, it's slightly unsettling to eat a being that was alive and well a mere twenty minutes ago. That feeling of guilt is escalated by some fine restaurants' presentation of the good crustacean. In many cases, the tail is split and the claws are detached. In some select cases, however, the torso is delicately placed in a cup, propping the head upwards and towards the diner. This is the most disconcerting presentation of all, for throughout the meal, with each morsel of lobster meat the buyer places into his or her mouth, the consumption is met with the lobster's cold, dead gaze, blankly and eternally staring and inescapably in the corner of one's eyes. With those unblinking beady pupils, the lobster must surely watch and condemn its consumer from beyond the grave. Those fuzzy, scrawny little forelegs, either reaching up woefully or in a position of bedside prayer. Such an innocent creature, depicted as barbaric and violent solely as a result of acting in self-defense. Should such a being have to endure such sorrow and strife? One cannot help but feel a wave of regret and guilt upon being presented what only moments prior was a fine and fantastic organism, regardless of whether or not it was sentient. It would most likely give this poor crustacean great pleasure to know that it inflicted so much pain upon the diner even after its passing. Not only does it deal the aforementioned emotional grief, but it can be a physical menace as well. Due to its uncompromisingly hard shell that always tends to break in knifelike shards that easily tear into one's skin, even a dead lobster can still put up a hell of a fight. To add insult to injury, those who order lobster are required to don a demeaning plastic bib, possibly the most tortuous element of the lobster meal. This is just salt in the open wound, resulting in a pain so great that many declare to never eat lobster again. It is no wonder that so many people only rarely eat lobster, if at all. Surely it is to allow the sands of time to expunge the sorrowful memories of the lobster experience.&lt;br /&gt;elp had a massive nosebleed about halfway through this column. Seriously, it was like those Japanese cartoons where blood starts spraying violently everywhere in this magnificent geyser. It was so intense&lt;br /&gt;BY Elp,2HC columnist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-4675188785760373669?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/crustacian-heartache.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-692050056824538616</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 11:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-29T04:11:21.327-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Borrowed articles</category><title>the joys and pain of being a mother</title><description>AN ARTICLE FROM THE MAGAZINE VOICE OF WOMAN..............&lt;br /&gt;Pavitra Katuwal&lt;br /&gt;Ours was an arranged marriage. When I gave birth to my son, I was really happy. I can't describe how I felt. Things were going fine until my husband fell ill. My son was a year and a half old then. Doctors thought it was Tuberculosis and started medication accordingly, but the medicine had no effect on him. He grew weaker each day. We took him to Biratnagar and there he was diagnosed with HIV. I didn't know much about the virus then. I felt my world was falling apart when both, our son and I were also found infected. I used to think that this sort of thing happens only in movies. My husband was a driver and until then he had no knowledge that he was HIV positive. He was very disheartened and felt guilty for having ruined our lives. He wanted me to leave him and come to Kathmandu and undergo treatment so that we could live some more years. But I refused and stayed with him until he died one and a half months after the diagnosis. Immediately after, I came to Kathmandu along with my son. I had heard of Maiti Ne pal and that it supports helpless women like me. Since I arrived here, they have been more than helpful. They have even provided education for my son who is four years old now. Today, I volunteer in the organisation and look after patients and children. I also knit sweaters and make glass bead necklaces. In Maiti Nepal, there are many women with similar stories, so within the boundary nobody discriminates each other, but unfortunately the situation is not the same outside. However, it makes no difference to me. Being a mother has made me more concerned about my son than myself. My son is a happy child and he loves me dearly. I wish he never had HIV. I just wish that God grants my son a long, healthy, and happy life. A mother is someone who wants to fulfil all the desires of her child(ren), I wish the same for him. Mother's Day is an occasion to show your mother that you care for her. My son always manages to make me feel special on that day in his own simple and innocent ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-692050056824538616?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/joys-and-pain-of-being-mother.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-6919313631937380245</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 12:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-23T06:05:27.645-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>mirror to social evils.....</category><title>social crimes.</title><description>its really very rediculous . i dont know if i should disclose it publicly or not . i am not sure. yesterday  i saw a man ,though he may not be the same  but his face was familiar with that person i am talking about. i got bit nervous. all those incidents got vivid .......&lt;br /&gt;    a teacher attemting to rape a child. a child who was just on the lower kinder lever. ya i was the eye witness then. a student who had just joined the school , just on nursery level.i was ignorant and much more young to understand those . but whenever i remember that incident at this  age i really get disturbed. its for the first time i am sharing with anybody .&lt;br /&gt;     it was south point school on dhalkebar. daddy was jus transferred to gaur. so we had to leave kathmandu. we then stayed at our home , and the near by shool from the home was 3km away and that was this school . i remember its primcipal was mitra sir and he had wife who was  our teacger too. cant remeber her name. ya the two young guys( i mean the teacher there), both from darjeeling, one was pawan thapa( abaout whom i am talkin here). next i cant remember his name, they used to stay at rent near by our house on bazar and take the students from that area to the school in public vehicle from bazar...&lt;br /&gt;   the girl wazs pooja, i dont know where is she now. she was also young . i am still shivering when i write remembering the face of that man pawan thapa. jus will try to write in brief.&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine a girl on LKG? i know the pictures of ur sister or daughter or cousins ,etc or someone young come at ur eyes. ya she too was young.&lt;br /&gt;   it was raining heavily then. so we couldnt go to home. i and pooja were still on class and some of other frenz , who were also from our area were playing indoor gamnes at the room near by office.&lt;br /&gt;i and pooja were on the room, pawan sir cam inside and locked the room, not only room but also the windows.. i was very much worried as i never liked him , i had a kind of aversion with this so called teacher. i ran far  at one of the corner. he made pooja open her dresses . she was almoset naked. i thought he was giving her punishment , what can a girl at that level think and imagine more than that?????/. he was then toughing her not only her but whole her body. with uncomfort she tried to espape but he cut her by his hands and attempted to rape. i screamed aloud , i had no seanse of wat he is trying but at once i cried aloud. he came near me  and slapped on my cheeks and threatened me to be quite. in the mean time the door was knocked and he hurriedly put on his shirts and opened the door . pooja was still naked . he said them that pooja was sodden by rain so was helping her change the dress. we both kids were numb . i was in my 5th year of life then. rain had stopped , so we ran and took tha bus with the sir. i had no idea then what i shud have done.  i never said about this incidents to anyone .jus today i got i should now tell the world to avoid from such beast. had that teacher still been there , i would surely have said the world but the school doesnt exist now. it was closed the next year. and about pooja from the next very day she avoided coming to school............&lt;br /&gt;     its not that such  conditions  are gone but still exists as evils on our society. sexual harrashment , getting  major problem these days . i am not only saying only girls are the victim but yes boys  are also victimized these days but their counts are few with respect to those of girls. may be in bus or in classroom , may be in the street or in the social fuctions we have to bear all these things. i can bet almost all of the girls reading this post are the victim of sexual harrashment. but we rarely open our mouth in the fear of crating the scene around. jus tell me how much of you have slapped or scolded a person in public vechile when you know someone in ur nearby seat is abusing you??????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-6919313631937380245?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/social-crimes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-9051163706072123292</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 12:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-23T05:30:50.519-07:00</atom:updated><title>aaiparda aapat bipat</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aaiparda aapat bipat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nachhodnu hai saathhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sapani mai bhaye pani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thaama hai yi haatharu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baliyo gari bandhiyechha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saino todna darr lagyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haat timro thyamdai saathi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yatra garne rahar jagyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;birauda kahile kahi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maphi dinu aphnai samjhi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;phakauda ghari ghari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;narisaideu ajha badhi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jindagi yo lamo yatra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sanga sangai herau na hai ?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ajha pani kina tandha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maphi kina diyenau khai???????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-9051163706072123292?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/aaiparda-aapat-bipat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-8378084098614619734</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 12:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-23T05:26:22.777-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>my poem</category><title>timro aagaman ma</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;timro aagaman ma anayashai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;balidinchhan yanha diyo haru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;man ko bag ma pani hera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;phulidinchhan phoolharu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;timro aagamanma priya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;balidinchhan diyoharu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;timi para huda prya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;chalda thalchha huriharu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;aankhako samundrama pani hera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;uthna thalchhan chhalharu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;timi para huda priya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;chalchhan yeha huri haru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;timi hunu ko aabhash ma matra pani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;muskurauchhan yi othaharu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;aankha kebal nihari hera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;saanchyeka chhan timrai sapanaharu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;himi hunu ko aabhashma kina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;muskurauchhan otha priye..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-8378084098614619734?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/aai-parda-aapat-bipat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-6809978225656873361</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 09:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-22T02:49:06.398-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pages of my diary</category><title>my diaries.</title><description>I was returning from the hospital. I had to wait there for long hours there for there were more patients on the queue frm yesterday as yesterday all the city was on strike. Had many finals of the practicles to sign in and also others to do. IT was already 11:30 am when i took my way from hospital. My cell ranged. I saw the number , it was frm the cell phone registered from janakpur zone.  I thought my aunt or my cousins might hav got the new number and is dialling me, but it was not that. A familiar voice knocked my ears. HOW could i be wrong it was my principal sir, i mean krishna sir, from sindhuli. I heard his after years of gap. still his voice was so powerful, i little slowed downed my voice as i have still not forgotten his hitler kind of punishment.&lt;br /&gt;I remember i got sever punishment from him twice during my school days, and i am lucky enuf  in that case. Once when he had given us  task to make us duster from clothes. i faled doing that and got marks on my cheecks. And next , oh that awful picnic.&lt;br /&gt;We whole class buncked the class on thursday for picnic. Anjana  was good . she had informed us jus to let our teachers know before we make plans but balkumari was there with her gr8 idea that if u inform the  teachers prior  then they will go wid us and we cant have the fun .&lt;br /&gt;yes we followed her. We went for the picnic  and balkumari gave the application to her bro who was going to hand the teacher on school hour.We really had lotz of fun . we were just on grade 5 then......&lt;br /&gt;   on the next day principal sir kept us in row and brought a green bamboo stick. It was really terrific t see him with that stick in his hand. i slowly got at the last of the row as i thought till my turn comes the stick will broke and i can easily scape the panic. He first called rohan, "oh mr captain come here. u r the school captain and instead of leading for school u lead them to picnic. ta ghumna jane class bunk garera."he got lots of punishment. i thut being captain is so bad. then came the vice captain Romio with red and shevering body. he too got that , in the mid way the stick got broken. i was so happy but he had the next arrangement , i mean the peon got the next.&lt;br /&gt;B4 the sir could tough me , i started shedding tears. oh miss dahal u should hav thought about tese things yesterday, isnt that?  i too got that..............&lt;br /&gt;   Today i was feeling bit nervous talking to him on cell , but i heard something good from his mouth. he was inviting me to join his school after my exams till i get results. and even promised me to provide the good salary. i was very happy . its gr8 to go back again to sindhuli but but i wasnt sure what i am doing next. i also know my parents dont allow me for these kind of job out of valley before i complete my studies. they want me to complete my studies first. and i even wasnt certain if i will continue GRE or even if read here i have to prepare for the entrance exam.&lt;br /&gt; I  said  the sir my problems and he also suggested me to continue studies first. once i had said him i will become a great photo journalist, its my hobby. To my surprise he had remembered that and asked if i have started training . I hadnt but i know i will one day complete my this hobby too.&lt;br /&gt;With these in my mind i headed to my college and reached there by 12 noon. NO one cares here  , no mattar how late u come as its nepal i govt college. everything is fair here. I got my practicles signed and jus watched others, they were charging capacitors..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-6809978225656873361?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-diaries.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-5577813956734793817</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 04:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-21T22:08:03.598-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>joon</category><title>Juneli raat2</title><description>feri tehi juneli raat dohoriyeko thiyo matra paribesh beglai ani herai pharak. tehi baisakh poornima, ho budhha poornima. jandai ek barsha pahile yesai din joon lai farak najar bata dekhethe ra mahasus garethe ani juneli raat ko srijana gare.  feri tehi poornima. joon hernai bhanera niskeki thiyina. vitra kotha ma ekdamai garmi bhayo ani bahira kaushi ma niskiye. oripari ujjyalo thiyo .karan?????? tehi karaan khojna maathi aakash ma here. aadha badal le chhoipiyeko thiyo thyo chahakilo joon. tyas ko prakash bhane majjale tala aairaheko thiyo. feri heri rahe , badal tehi thiyo , joon lai sayad manish ko giddhe najar bata bachauna lai hola usale afno ghumti odairaheko thiyo, manau ghumti bhitra bata joon tala dharati ma chihai chihai heri raheki thiyin. ghari ghari badal hatthyo ani joon purna roop le sau aauthin ta kahile purai badali ko ghumto odi lajayera basthin. kati chahakta chha tyo rashmi ma ani unko tyo aagaman ma. sachchai nai uni lukda palbharmai ujyalo haraidinchha ani jhulkida oho andhakar ko to kaalo saaya khai darayar kata bhagidinchha...............&lt;br /&gt;     yo palta ma eklai kaushi ma joon pheri pani herdai thye yo palta bahini le klhana khana bolauchhe hola chado garnu parchha bhanne darr  pani thiyena kinaki bahini pani thiyina ani khana pani khanu thiyena , matra ma ani tyo sunaulo roop ma chamkiyeko juneli raat. mero mastiska khali thiyo kebal khali ,  sunyata ma eklai ramauna chahanthe tehi bhayera hola thula thula sahityakar haru jastai malai kunai srijana furena .Manish ani yo bhid bata eklida afailai khinnata lagiraheko ta thgiyo tara tara haru ko saath bhane majja le payeki thye. pal bhar ma nai uniharu mera ramra niswarth mitra bane. chamkidai nibhdai thiye tinihru , yani ma sanga lukamari kheldai thiye. malai pani majja lagdai thiyo tiniharu lai ek ek gardai joera bhinna  bhinnai akriti banauna. khutta galisakeka thiye tehi bhayera bahira rakhiyeko meh ma base ani feri tara sanga khelna lage  chandra rashmi ko ujjyalo ma. maja aairaheko thiyo , balyekaal  puna farkiye jasto ai sara ti bhautik pida haru bata tandha huda.&lt;br /&gt;      tara yo saath pani aru jastai niesh bhar ko rahyo, sayad badal risain tara haru dekhi , raati raati dherai khele bhanera hola, ekai chhin ma afno pachchhyauri odaina pura aakash ma. andheri puna chhayo . tehi pani shital hawa ma tahaldai thiye , ekksai pani paryo megh garjan sahit. malai megh garjida ani bijuli chamkada sarai darr lagthyo , tara yo palta kahai kun sochaima ma harayeki thiye , panee le bhijinchha ki bhanne aavash nai hayena. majjale bhijiyechha. pura sharir nithrukka bhayepachhi balla thaha paye. bhijnu thiyo bhijihaliyo tara pani ma tehi jun ko pratikshya ma thiye sayad tyo jun ma feri pahila ko jastai akriti ani tasbir khojne. tara dherai samaya samma  pani panee rahena. matalab jun nai dekha parinan. maile herne tasvir sayad tehi jun ma katai bilayeko wa harayeko hunu parne ho. ekchhin udayeki matra uni bhaye khojihalthe tara udainan. kehi chhaina arko juneli raat ko pheri pani pratikshya rahane chha, taraharu sanga pheri pani khelnechhu ani juna ma unko muhar pherio pani dekhne chhu tara  arko juneli raat kunu parchha hola ... aasha chha bada pheri aaune chhaina jun lai chhekna.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-5577813956734793817?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/juneli-raat2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-665083855110103346</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 09:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-15T03:18:16.380-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>my experience</category><title>lets talk about..........</title><description>&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;kathmandu ko tehi  sadak , tehi galli ani tehi paribesh. Jun paribesh le malai tyo bela pani ekchhin sochna badhya tulyayeko thiyo abni tehi paribesh jasle mero sochani ani dharana nai parivartan garyo kehi had samma .Lajimpat ko tehi bato, blubird mall agadi ko sadak, panch barsha pahila jasto thiyo sayad tesh ko swoorup ma bhinnata hami pauchhau kehi had samma bhayepani. Tara tyesh ko thik arko chheuma raheko fohar ko raash  ani teha jhummiyeka aadha darjan bhanda pani badhi ketaketi haru. Tyo drishya tyo belama jati man dukhaune thiyo tyo bhanda pani dukhit ma bhaye puna tyo drishya dohoriyeko dekhda........................&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt; yestai highscool ma 11 tira padhda, vacation ma ghar gayina, so bihana ma ek ghatnta jati  hostel ma saathiharu sanga ghumna niskinthyau. Hostel bata biskiyo, blue bird hudai indian embassy bata kapurdhara niskine ani farkera lainchour hudai pheri hostel. Hami tyo din walk ko lagi jada bato ma blue bird agadi ko dustbin ma kehi ketaketi haru khai k khojiraheka thiye, hamile afno bahumulya bastu harauda jasari khojchhau yesari nai.5-6 jana fohor ani chyatiyeko luga lagayeka ti saana ketaketi haru lagbhag yestai10-12 barsa jatika hudahun. saathiharu saide ko pasal ma samanharu kindai thiye, mero kehi pani kinnu thiyena so tehi drishya heri rahe. uniharu le euta poko fela pare fohor ko . Teshlai hatar hatar garera khole  ani fyakiyeko biscuit ani aru khanekura haru klhana thale. Dustbin ma fyakiyeko khane kura khadai thiye unuharu.Samjhiye ekchhin aama le mukh ma lerai lerai khana khwauna atda pani khanna bhanne nakara pardai bhageka ti din haru.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;Malai euta chhuttai aabhas bhayo. ekdamai naramailo lagyo. Ranjite ani barsa pani aaipuge ani tiniharu le pani tyo drishya herna puge . ma ekchhin tiniharulai parkhayera bato katera pari lage. tehi thau ma puge ani tehi bachha haru ko samu. Ma sanga purse ma rs100 ,matra thiyo. Ekjanalai bolaye ani tyo dina lagda ranjite le malai khai k bhanera pari bata bhandai thi maile sunina. malae ek jana lai bolaye ani badera linu bhane ani pari patti lage.Ranjita le gali gardai thi, talai saman kinera de paisa haina bhadai thiye her tero kaam ko natija. Tyaha bhayeka ti ketaketiharu tyo paisa ko lagi ek arka sanga laddai ani jhagada gardai thiye.Malai afai dekhi rish uthera aairaheko thiyo.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt; Najikai rajdurbar ko gate ani gate ko chheuchhau kai sthiti yesto. yo bela ma mali rish uthi raheko thiyo parishthiti, paribesh ani afai sita, afno astitwo sita ani afno lachari sita.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;Harek din man ma eutai chahana aauna thalyo yedi tiniharu ko nimti maile kehi garna sake ya bhanau sakne bhaye, if only i cud  unite all those street children and give them bread and shelter and perfect training for the life. Dherai NGOs and INGOS haru nabhayeka hainan yeslai manage garna,  tiniharuko sankhya badhdai chha  ani sangsangai ti sadak balbalika ko sankhya ani samasyaharu pani.. Thula thula agenda ani rajnitik samsya ko agadi yo samasya ojhel ma pareko jasto lagdai chha. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;    teti matra haina pashupaninath ma sthit bridhdhashram jada pani euta chhuttai paribhasa hami afno man ma kelauna pugchhau. ke yi sabai santanhin hun ta? "Afu sanga bhayeko sara sampati naani chhora haru lai diye, ma sanga kehi rahena ani chhora haru pani afna rahenan", aanshu jhardai hunuhunthyo ekjana bridhdha aama.Kohi khokdai hunchhan, kohi ektak lagayera bato tira herdai hunchhan kohi afno manchhe bhetna aauchhan ki bhanera. Sarai nai khinna lagchha  yi saara drishya herda. Chhat ta chha tara sahara chhaina, manchhe ta chhan tara mitho bachan bolidine kohi chhainan.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;    pratakshya hami le nai dekheko ghatana, lajimpat tira kai ho hostel pharkina lagda euti aama bato katna saknu bhaena, thulo bora ko poko pani thiyo. ani ma pratikshya ani ranjita bhayera bato kataidiyau. Uha runa lagnu bhayo, mero ghar puryaideu ma haraye bhanera. Hamile najikai ko police lai bolayau wasta nai garena tyo police le. Ani pratikshyale puryaidiu bhani. uhaho chhora ko ghar lajimpat KHarel tol bhannu bhayo.Tara hamile dekhenau. Ekjana lajimpat kai local  hunuhunthyo guitar bokera aaudai hunuhunthyo , uhalai sodhyau hamile ani sabai problem batayau. batuwa jgai agi agi uhale bato dekhaudai lagnu bhayo. pachhi pachhi pratikshya tyo aam ko bora bokdai thiyin ma ani ranjita uhalai doryaudai thiyau. uha nikai bridhdha hunuhunthyo, hami tyo uhale bhaneko location samma pugyau. nikai thulo ghar rahechha. bel bajayau ani ek jana aunti bahira aaunu bhayo. Uhale hamilai thax dinu hola jasto lageko thiye. ti aama lai dekhera uha r isaunu bhayo. kina lerayo uhalai? hamile uhalai balla balla chhodera aayeka thiyo? hami maun raheu , bolna ta khojeki thiye tara aunti afai bolnu bhayo uha kam rish uthne manchhe hunuhunchha, lerai halnu bhayo janus aba.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;Hami luru luru farkiyau. .................ekdamai anautho mahol maile paye.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;Hijo asti matra haina aaja bholi pani tehi chha sthiti.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;dikka hijo paristhiti sanga lagthyo ani aaja aqfai sanga kehi garna nasakeko wa manau chahera pani kehi garne pahal nagareko ma.......................................&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-665083855110103346?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/kathmandu-ko-tehi-sadak-tehi-galli-ani.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-5133493306993592181</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 08:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-15T02:04:57.829-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>from the pages of diary</category><title>diary.</title><description>sir was ready to handle the project . He even distributed the sheets with the required circuit arrangement for the voltage regulator. But due to the scarcity of the time, all these were postponed. i guesss not only guess but sure that i am too poor in these circuit arrangemenents. Tried to arrange  the logic gate circuits for three practicle days but the result is negative.&lt;br /&gt;But today and gate worked well. so it was nice looking at the light emitting diaode as the results were positive this time....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-5133493306993592181?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/diary_15.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-6828433653811914114</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 08:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-15T02:04:40.016-07:00</atom:updated><title>diary.</title><description>sir was ready to handle the project . He even distributed the sheets with the required circuit arrangement for the voltage regulator. But due to the scarcity of the time, all these were postponed. i guesss not only guess but sure that i am too poor in these circuit arrangemenents. Tried to arrange  the logic gate circuits for three practicle days but the result is negative.&lt;br /&gt;But today and gate worked well. so it was nice looking at the light emitting diaode as the results were positive this time....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-6828433653811914114?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/diary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-6875225272202955045</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 11:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-11T04:49:28.502-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>from the pages of diary</category><title>my diary</title><description>eklai basda basda dikka lagisakeko thiyo , no one around. bhai pani bihan dekhi nai saathiharu sanga cricket khelna gaisakeko thiyo. thaha chhaina yesko tauko bata cricket ko craze kahile gatchha.24 hrs cricket. yo bahek kehi pani kuna nai chhaina. may be mero cricket craze hatyo tehi bhayera pani hola. time anusar harek chijo ko position ani status change hunu sayad swababhik nai ho . aaja dikka lagera tv screen agadi base programme search garna. star plus , famous indian channel, bata reality show diyirako rahechha"jo jeeta wohiosuperstar". programme mid tira pugisakeko rahechha. ekchhin here mother's day especial episode thiyo.........&lt;br /&gt;   well ekchhin herdai thiye. i don knoew devojeet bhanne contestent ko geet le euta naramra ani arkai feel garai raheko thiyo. usko song "mere naina saban bhado fir bhi mera man प्यासा", sayad yehi thiyo। his mom was no long. his eyes seem searching mom in every elderly women of his mom's age............&lt;br /&gt;don know why even my eyes started shedding tears ............&lt;br /&gt;      ya most of the children in this world think mom as granted, we never think of her emotions wenever we take any steps in our life...........&lt;br /&gt;i know i miss my mom as well . and also we know many of us love them too but we don think it needs 2 be expressed.&lt;br /&gt;so we don care for her or we never show them that we care. but being a female i know small thing we do can bring charm in mom's. simple call to ask about her wen we r out of home, a small gift to let them know we hav remembered them when we were out, and above all our words to assure them we love them.........&lt;br /&gt;i know many of might think that its not necessary to express love and our passion . its jus a show off or unwanted formalities.but sometimes expressing our love towarsds her can add smile in her face . so her smile worth a lot, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;   i hav recently realised that its now or never. ........ so never delay in telling ur mom hoe much they mean u in ur life, we might not get that chance tomorrow......................&lt;br /&gt;love u mom...................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-6875225272202955045?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-diary_11.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-934439041599892450</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 11:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-20T04:24:30.311-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>my poem</category><title>maile suneka kura haru</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hijo ka ti aashuharu&lt;br /&gt;Haso ma badalina khojdai chhan re&lt;br /&gt;Hijo ka ti kaandaa panchhayera&lt;br /&gt;Phool phulna aatdaichhin re&lt;br /&gt;Hijo ka ti  khalda haru&lt;br /&gt;Aaja  purina lagdai chhan  re&lt;br /&gt;Ho saathi&lt;br /&gt; hijo ka ti aanshu haru&lt;br /&gt;aajo haso Bandai chhan re…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; chisa ti chulhoharu&lt;br /&gt;dandani balnchhan are&lt;br /&gt;bhoka ti jyanharu&lt;br /&gt;tripta bhai nachchhan are&lt;br /&gt;nanga ti aang haru&lt;br /&gt;resham le dhakinchha are&lt;br /&gt;ho saathi,&lt;br /&gt;chisa ti chulho haru&lt;br /&gt;dandani  balchhan are………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dukha para  sardai chhan&lt;br /&gt;chadai nai sukha aauchhin re&lt;br /&gt;palayan bhayeki shanti pani&lt;br /&gt;desh farkina lagdai chin re&lt;br /&gt;bikash pani sahar matra haina&lt;br /&gt;basti samma pugchhu bhanchha re……….&lt;br /&gt;Ho saathi&lt;br /&gt;Dukha para sardai chhan&lt;br /&gt;chandai nai sukha aauchhin are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-934439041599892450?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/maile-suneka-kura-haru.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-5215989623829262773</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 11:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-28T05:26:38.780-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>my article</category><title>mero soch</title><description>&lt;div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tika thapda aama ashirwaad dinu hunchha “Chirayu rahanu babu”.Tinai chhoraharu bholi palta Bato ma chhadiyeka bomb haru padkiyeraLawarish jastai  marchhan kunai kasoor bina..Ani rastra le odaidinchha sahid ko bhadda  chhap.Aakhir kahile samma aaama ko aashirwad yesari shrap banidinchha !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;   Tesati teej ko brata ma euti abala afno priyeko dirghayu ko kamana garchhe niraahar rahera ani bholi paltai  usako priyetam ko chita usale dekhnu parchha. Kunai agyat samuha ko goli prahar bata usako mrityu bhayeko re. Ani bibhinna manish haru ani neta haru aayera usako  chita ko sammunne usako gungan gauna lagchhan. Aakhi kahile samma  abala haru le pujne dhunga roopi dewata bhanau ya dewata roopi dhungo chup lagera baschha?????????????&lt;br /&gt;  Baba bidesh lagda chhorachhori le khelauna leraidine agraha garchhan , tara swadesh ko muhar dohoryayera herna napaune gari uniharu retinchhan tehi mulukma. Ani thula thula akhabarma mukhya samachar banchha yo ghatan ani ekchhin rastra chup lagchha afno asafalta ma. Aakhir kahile samma yi abodh balbalika ko aakha ko aasha haru retinchhan ta??????????&lt;br /&gt;  Bihanai bahini  bazaar gayeki saman lina bahini farkera aaina . Batai ma u balatkrit bhai re. Ek dui din report pani banyo , doshi pani fela paryo . usalai jhyalkhana ma pani rakhiyo. Tyo bahini ko barshik tithi aaunu agabai tyo manchhe niskisakeko thiyo jail bata. Chhori lai pani kam lagai dine nihu ma sahar lagera bechiyo. Khullam khulla hiddai chha tyo doshi pani .yesto  kaanoon kahile samma????????&lt;br /&gt;   Naya Nepal banchha bhanchhan sabaile , ma aasha pani garda chhu euta samridh desh banos ani yi saara truti ani manish ko jyan lai khelauna samjhine prabriti pani hatos  mero desh bata bhanera.chahanchhu aama ko aashirwad sarthak hos , abala ko brata khera najaos, abodh ko sarahara nachhinios , swatantra sanga bachna paun sabai jana, yesata dherai nakaratmak kura haru chhan  yo samrtachana bhitra jo bhantkayera sachhai naya samrachana ko thalani garnai parne huchha……….&lt;br /&gt;Hami janata dherai bujhne chhainau. Bas shanti , smridhi ani swatantra chahiyeko chha hamilai nirdhakka saatha bachna paune. Dherai bhayo ragat bagne ra bagaune khel. Aba yesto rastra chahiyeko chha jasle bali namagos kasai ko pani…&lt;br /&gt;Gata haptako  Nepal  saptahik ko euta lekh jastai (lekhak ko nam smaran bhayena).Uhale bhaneko jastai hami janata kehi bujhdainau, Nepal ko sambidhan ma tehi tehi dhara rakhiyos jun rakhda  hami pratyek ko gharko dhara ma  panee aaos, ani tetrai sambidhaan banos jun sambidhan ma hami sabai ko aawaj atos………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-5215989623829262773?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/mero-soch_20.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146834952305397090.post-5521576061448323615</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 11:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-28T03:54:21.139-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>my article</category><title>Nariwol Ko Rukh.............</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Sayad yestai 20047 BS tira hola , ma aangan ma saathiharu sanga kheliraheki thiye, baba le malai bolaunu bhayo. Unha ko haat ma sana-sana dui ota nariwol ka botharu thiye. “ Nanu yo lagera rakh ekchhin pachhi ropnu parchha”,babale bhannu bhanu ra uhale bhane jastai maile gharko ek kunama lagera rakhe. Ma feri saathi haru sanga khelna daudiye. Ramaila thiye ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;palharu pani. Saajh ma ghar ma kam garnu hune dai hunuhunthyo, uhale khaldo khannu bhayo ghar ko aagan ko chheu ma. Ani  baba le ra maile biruwa lerayau nariwol ko ani maile khaniye ko khaldo ma hale ani baba le puridinu bhayo.  Tyo bela ma maile baba lai sodheki thiye  nariwol kahile falchha baba bhanera ani mero prashna ko uttar sworoop uha le bhannu bhayekop thiyo timi thuli bhayepachhi………..&lt;br /&gt;        Tesko arko saal baba ko arko thau ma transfer bhayo ani hamai sabai jana baba sangai jane nidho pani bhayo. Tara malai oripari  ko saara chij haru ko maya lagera aairaheko thiyo. Ek prakar ko khinna ta thiyo man ma, ti saathiharu , ti bot biruwa ani mero bagainchama maile  beluki paani halne gareka phoolharu ani ti nariwol ka bot haru..Aakhir naya thauma gayera basnu pani ta thiyo ani tyaha ko batabaran anusar afulai dhalnu ani afu anusar tyeha ko batawaran lai dhalnu parne pani ta thiyo jimmebari. Tara ma ekdamai saani thiye. Mero mann ma ta kebal khinnata matra thiyo. Hami naya thauma lagyau pani , ani baba ko office ko quarter ma pani ramailo nai thiyo. Ghar pani najikai bhayeko le bela mauka chhuttima aaipugthyau. Syahar napugera hola, euta nariwol ko bot ta sukera marechha. Maile aunti lai gayera arko bot ma dindinai pani hailidinu la bhane pani. yo sabai tetikai bityo, nariwol le pani dherai pahila dekhi nai fal dina thaleko ho. Malai teti matlab pani bhayena wa dherai samay ko antaraal bhayekole garda pani hola maile to mero ani  tyo bot ko lagablai birsi sakeki thiye.&lt;br /&gt;     Aaja  17 barsha jati pachhi feri ma tehi ghar ko pindi ma thakai mardai chhu. Ori pari here , mero ghar agadi ko bagaichha dherai agai nai bhatabhunga bhaisakeko thiyo samrakshan ani uchit syaahar ko kami ma. Ek dui ota gulab ko botharu bhane thiye . Ekkasi mero aankha mero nariwol ko bot ma pugyo.  Here, nikkai thulo bhayeko thiyo tyo bot, ani sana sana  hariyo  ranga ka nariwol pani thuprai faleko thiyo. Pakne bela bhayeko thiyena, dashaiko samay tira balla pakchha . Tyo malai bela bela ma ghar jada thaha hunthyo.&lt;br /&gt;  Hami( ma hami bhanera ma ani nariwol ko bot ko kura gardai chhu) sangai eutai batawaran ma hurkiyeka , tehi mato , tehi jamin ani tehi batawaran. Tara yetika bhinnata? Aaja u thulo bhaisakeko chha. Jun kaam ko lagi  tekeko thiyo jamin ma aaja usale tyo pura gareko chha. Yeti saano awadhi ma nai u najik chha afno jimmebari ko . usako kam fal dine ho , jun u barsau dekhi gardai aayeko chha. Manau tyo mero saathi (mero nariwol ko bot) le malai gijyai raheko thiyo, mero mulyahin jiwan prati ani saath sathai usale malai prerana pani didai thiyo datera ladne afno astitwo sarthak banauna………..&lt;br /&gt;Dherai samay pachhi thaha paye mero saathi ta dherai thulo bhaisake chha .Ma bhane  tehi ko tehi. Tehi bhayera hola malai pindi ma thakai marnai man lagena. Kehi gardai nagarikana thakai aakhir kina?????????????&lt;br /&gt;Maile pani mero saathi lai  chunauti diyera aaye usaiko barabari ma ubhine. Ani tyo bela ma u mero khilli udaune pani chhaina hola. Tara ma usako aabhari pani thiye usale asal saathi jastai malai bato dekhai raheko thiyo. Khilli usale mero udayeko haina , afno yeti dherai samay kunai lakshya bihin yesari faleko ma  afai afno haso ko patra bhayeki thiye sayad. Swartha bhariyeko yo sansaar ma asal mitra jastai bhayeko thiyo u mero lagi. Dherai pachhi ma badaliyeki chhu  sakaratmak soch liyera aghi badhna ko nimti………..&lt;br /&gt; Ani sabai lai pani mero yehi agraha chha………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/146834952305397090-5521576061448323615?l=seemazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://seemazblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/nariwol-ko-rukh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (seema)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>