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Slow Poison | Samrita Maharjan

I will start this time with a question for you. Only if the answer is yes, please read forward or

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I Was Unmarried While Getting Citizenship | Sneha Jha | Blog

‘Finally, I turned 16. I can now get citizenship and live like a proud citizen of Nepal.’ This was my

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हारिन्छ भनेर हार खानु | Sudip Simkhada

आज अचानक स्कुले जीवनको याद आइरहेछ। सम्झिदा लाग्छ मैले त्यो कविता कहिल्यै नलेखेको भए मेरो लेखाइ प्रतिको माया उहिले मरिसक्थ्यो

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ह्याप्पी बर्थडे लेख्नु मात्र मित्रको कर्म होइन | Sudip Simkhada

मेरो प्रिय साथी तिमीलाई जन्मदिनको शुभकामना। फेसबुकमा ह्याप्पी बर्थडे लेख्नु मात्र मित्रको कर्म होइन। यो कुरा पनि मलाई प्रष्टसँग थाहा

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कोही यति विधि राम्री किन हुन्छन्? | Rajeep Rana

धेरै भएको थियो नलेखेको । आज एकमन सोच्दै थिए इन्टरनेट बन्द गरेर केही लेख्छु । विषय पनि गज्जब पाएको हुँ

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What I Feel Like to Die Again | Sudip Simkhada

Suicide is the act of intentionally causing one’s own death. But have you also heard of being ‘alive yet dead?’

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Nepali Poem | उड्ने फूल किरा! | Kismat Neupane

जसरी बगैंचामा फूलहरूको रङ्गीचंगीले मन लोभ्याउँछ, त्यस्तै गरी फुरुङ्ग पार्छ पुतलीहरू उडेको दृश्यले। यो फूल फुलेको मौसममा रंगिन फुलहरुको रस

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चुरोट र धुँवा साहित्य | Suman Bhattarai

जीवन एक अर्थमा धुँवा हो। केही समयपछी बिलाउनैपर्ने । अर्को अर्थमा जीवन चुरोट हो। जसको अस्तित्व क्षणमा निहित हुन्छ ।

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His Question: ‘Why Do Girls Wear Bras?’ | Samrita Maharjan

He waved to her from outside, gave her a sign to come to talk with him. She, despite being in

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नगरकोटीको कफिघाट-संस्करण वा फगत फिक्सन | Bijay Kalikote

नगरकोटीको कफीघाट घाँटीसम्म आउने गरी सिलाइएको कालो कात्रो शरीरमा लपेटेर घाटवैध कफिघाटमा पसेका छन्। यो उनको बसिबियालो गर्ने अड्डा हो।

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‘FEAR’ Within The Fear | Muskan Pandey

Flumping back into the couch. Staring at the walls…letting the words play hide and seek on my mind. I find

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It Only Takes One Step For A Big Change | Rhythm Bhetwal

It was a pleasant summer afternoon when I was returning from my school. It was probably Friday. I was joyous

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