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I knew this was coming. I knew I would get another tattoo when I got inked last time  (more than 2 years ago) - not exactly what and when. But I enjoyed the process and would want another one. Remember, last time, I just got onto this mood and set off on my first tattoo journey. The similar happened this time as well. Going through a lot of ups and down, a lot to hold onto this poor small brain - I went to this phase, again. I had been thinking of getting a second tattoo. I had been browsing the internet for inspirations, for something that would match up to the values I wanted to write onto my body, saving a lot of tattoo pictures and designs. Then, one Saturday, free of the usual work and sad thoughts, I opened up the Inkscape  on my laptop and started on my design. Over the 2 years, I was almost sure of what to get finally. I was sure I wanted to get a minimalist, line tattoo, probably a geometric one -  not just sure of how to integrate them into the design. I made a few

"There are 200 million people on Facebook that list themselves as single, so clearly there's something to do here," Zuckerberg said. So, Facebook is launching an app called Dating . Well, it's not necessarily a standalone app, but an added feature to the Facebook. AT F8 , FACEBOOK’S annual developer conference, Mark Zuckerberg announced a new dating service, simply called "Dating," that will exist right within the social network's own app. It will allow Facebook users to create separate profiles from their main Facebook accounts to pursue romantic connections. The two profiles won’t interact, meaning your Facebook friends won’t be able to see what your Dating profile says.  -  Wired In a country like ours (Nepal), the match making apps and sites like Tinder haven't lifted up that good. The reason might be that the country is small with a small market. Only Kathmandu, the capital, being the one with tech savvy population, people in other pa

“I have one of two choices—stay in the post office and go crazy . . . or stay out here and play at writer and starve. I have decided to starve.” Upon signing the contract, Bukowski wrote his first novel in three weeks. It was called simply Post Office. In the dedication, he wrote, “Dedicated to nobody.” It is then strange that on Bukowski’s tombstone, the epitaph reads: “Don’t try.” And his success stemmed not from some determination to be a winner, but from the fact that he knew he was a loser, accepted it, and then wrote honestly about it. He never tried to be anything other than what he was. The genius in Bukowski’s work was not in overcoming unbelievable odds or developing himself into a shining literary light. It was the opposite. It was his simple ability to be completely, unflinchingly honest with himself—especially the worst parts of himself—and to share his failings without hesitation or doubt. This is the real story of Bukowski’s success: his comfort with himself as