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“Why don’t you shave?” “Why do you keep beard?” “Are you trying to look cool? It looks like the latest trend.” “At least, trim a little.” I get this quite a lot; from strangers, from people who haven't seen me for a long time, usually those people who care more about the disgusting facial hair on my face rather than me. Should there be any reason not to shave? If I can just pretend like there is no hair on my face and just let it go, why can’t you? Seriously, why do you care much about the beard? I know it looks disgusting, but is it hurting you? Is it hiding your way to a beautiful scenery or something? Guys, what if I ask you, “Why do you shave?” Girls, what if I ask you, “Why do you wear that revealing top?” Relatives, what if I ask you… well, leave it. I don’t even fucking care about you. Yes, exactly. I get irritated too. I don’t complain, though. If you had known through me, the ‘me’ behind the beard, you wouldn’t even ask. Behind the beard, is a

Selfishness  is being concerned excessively or exclusively, for oneself or one's own advantage, pleasure, or welfare, regardless of others. [1] [2] Selfishness is the opposite of   altruism   or selflessness  via Wikipedia  You are SELFISH Have you said this to anyone? Have you ever felt like someone is being selfish to you? I am sure we all have felt it. Ok, let's look it at the other way. When you call some 'selfish', it is because he/she didn't do/agree that you were expecting, he/she did something that he/she liked but you didn't. So, who is the selfish one?  See? You feel like someone is being selfish because he/she didn't care about your own selfish desires. If he/she does what you want, you are happy. There is no better person than him/her. But, when he/she doesn't - "You are so selfish." One way or the other, everyone is selfish. Next time you feel like someone is being selfish to you, think about it

Not having the fear of DEATH  Yes, that's my biggest fear. You proclaim an enormous power when you do not have this biggest fear, the fear of death. The power; to not think, to do things that you wouldn't otherwise, to take a leap without looking, Because you just don't care. You begin gambling with your life. You start testing your fate against death. You want to check if today is your final day. You want to experiment and take that big step, without thinking about 'WHAT IF'. It is dangerous.

Have you ever had an urge?  The urge to jump off a cliff while you were hiking with your friends? The urge to jump off a cliff with your bike while you riding back home? The urge to go straight against a big truck and smash your bike or a car? The urge to jump off a bridge into the river while you were just crossing the bridge to reach your home? The urge to stab yourself with a knife while you were just cutting vegetables? The urge to take some more of those sleeping pills while you were taking just one because you were insomniac? The urge to jump off your home while you were just hanging your clothes to dry? The urge to jump off a tall mall while you were there just for buying a shirt? The urge to cut your nerves with that paper cutter you were using just to cut the paper for a project? If your answer is NO, then you have NO RIGHTS to put your opinions on 'What life is'. You have no rights to tell me, "Don't you have a purpose in your life? Don't you lov

एक्लो हुदा जिन्दगीमा गार्हो हुदो रहेछ एक्लो हुँदा जिन्दगीमा आँसु ‘पनि’ खस्दो रहेछ साथ थियो, माया थियो त्यो सबै आखिर छुट्दो रहेछ एक्लो हुदा जिन्दगीमा भक्कानो फुटदो रहेछ तिमि मेरो लागि, भन्थेउ म तिम्रो लागि आज - आज तिमि कँहा म कँहा, जिन्दगी आखिर यस्तै नै रहेछ, एक्लो हुँदा जिन्दगीमा एक्लो हुन सिक्नु पनि पर्दो रहेछ थाहा थियो – थाहा त थियो मलाई पनि आखिर कुनै बेला एक्लो नै हुन्छु तर मानेन मनले, चाहिन मैले छोड्न एक्लोपनमा पाएको त्यो माया, त्यो साथ आज म छु, तर तिमि छैनौ आज म छु, तर तिमि छैनौ एक्लो भए जिन्दगीमा हे जिन्दगी – कतै तिमि नै त बैगुनी हैनौ? हैट! यो साला जिन्दगी बिरक्त यो जिन्दगी, निरास यो जिन्दगी, एक्लो यो जिन्दगी एक्लो हुँदा जिन्दगीमा सायद, एक्लो हुन सिक्नु पनि पर्दो रहेछ ||

I am sure many of you type in Romanized Nepali these days as the 'chat' has become so popular. "yesari ta majjale lekhna aauchha ni, jati pani lekhna aauchha", "तर यसरी चाइ कसरी लेख्ने होला?" All of us come across a situation when we have to or we want to type in Nepali, but we have no f**king idea of the Nepali keyboard.  अब के गर्ने होला? Don't worry, here is an easy solution. I have been using Google Input Tools' desktop version for very long now. I was thinking to learn to type in Nepali. But then, there is a tool to help me, why should I learn a new thing? Features of this tool: - desktop version (can be used offline) - learns new words based on your typed words and adds to its disctionary - you can use it to type in other languages except Nepali Cons - might be a problem to go to unicode - has few limits to type words correctly Go to this link: https://www.google.com/inputtools/windows/ - Click on the language (e.g. nepa

Note : This is just a technique to calculate and doesn’t explain ‘WHAT is valency and WHY is it so’. I have tried the technique with just first 20 elements, which are the must necessary ones according to our curriculum in Nepal. Please check the technique with more elements and let me know if it doesn’t work. Background : Valency is one important concept in chemistry. Being able to calculate it helps students with other chapters in chemistry like writing molecular formula, chemical reactions etc. So, I have been trying hard to make each student calculate valency. During my C2SATs class of grade 7 taken by grade 9 students, one of the student Gokul Lamichhane was using a different technique to teach calculation of valency. I asked him where he learnt it. He got it from an engineer relative. I found it amazing. It was as easy as counting chickens. However, he didn’t know how to give sign to the valency. Later, I dug into the technique. It was nothing new. It was always t

Arjun Tamang (front), Sushila Khadka (middle) and Kumar Tamang(last) from grade 9 teaching  peer students of grade 7. June 7, 2016 I call them SATs, Students as Teachers. SATs came into being as a way to cover my classes during my absence. I had to take leave for my training. I couldn’t afford to lose any more classes as almost 2 months were lost due to the earthquake. So, I had to find a way to keep the course going on. Also, my absence could mean students talking, misbehaving and other classes getting disturbed. That was when, I thought of asking some students to teach some part of an easy chapter. That way, classes wouldn’t be vacant and the course would move along. This concept has helped me a lot of times I have been absent. We miss classes during our trainings. I had been thinking to improve this concept and using it cross-class, that is, students of one class would act as teacher for some other class. I fancily call it C2SATs (Cross Class Students as Teachers). Fo

This year's birthday was special and memorable. I don't really understand the concept of celebrating one's birthday, cutting cakes, giving gifts and all. The last time I cut a cake was when I was in grade 3 or 4. I enter Grade 7 ( I am the class teacher). I can see they are all set to wish me. I have seen them planning since a week. Then they show me the cake that Kumar made on his own. It was a pancake, one stacked over its larger size. It has a letter 'A' pancake on the top. It was beautiful. They asked me to cut the cake. They sang the birthday song. I might have cried. But these days, I find it difficult to cry. Then they start showering me with gifts and roses and red pens. So many gifts. This must be the first time I am getting so many gifts and red roses (OMG!). I was the class teacher of grade 7, so they did all this for me. That was what I was thinking. I wasn't expecting anything from other classes. As I was leaving grade

Dear Future Wife , I want to wake up before you and make coffee for you. Yes, every day. I will bring the coffee on our bed, wake you up with a morning kiss on your forehead. Well, you know me. I won’t stop there. I will kiss your cheeks, your eyes, your lips and give a peck on the neck. I will try to stop myself for a moment, while you finish your coffee. I want to hug you from behind and keep kissing you, kiss your neck, bite you gently, while you make breakfast for us. I want to feel the warmth of your skin in this cold morning. We both know we are hungry, but for love. I will caress your hair, keep my arms around your waist, slowly slithering my hands inside the t-shirt (you wear my t-shirt every night), trying to feel your navel. You know how much I love your navel. :* The breakfast’s almost done. I turn off the stove. I turn you around. I kiss your neck, your cheeks, kiss your lips. It’s been just an hour since we kissed. But I will kiss you like it has been ages

Dear Future wife , We got my only sister married yesterday. These past 4 days had been very tough for me. Did I work very hard and got tired? Oh no! My parents, uncle, relatives and neighbors did everything. I did nothing. Yes, seriously. Then how was it tough for me? Lots of people coming in, listening to them talking about very unimportant things (in my perspective) was tough, really. I sat for just an hour and my stomach started burning. I couldn’t understand WHY this needs to be done in such a fashion. Why do we need to impress the groom’s side? Why does everything need to be perfect? Why all the apples that we send as ‘sagun’ needs to be pretty red, equal sized? Why the red wrapping needs to be seamless? Why does the ‘sel-roti’ needs to be a perfect circle? Will the groom deny my sister if one of the apples is yellow? Lots of stupid things I went through during the wedding. I can’t remember whole lot of them. Every time I listened to something cra