Hazy: Few Prosic Poems

In Honor to Yuga Kawi Shiddhicharana Shrestha of Nepali Language, for his excellent writings. Hazy

“Saisawakaal”

Had the meaning of childhood,

As the poet intended to say,

But I only understood,

After reading the meaning of that word,

In poem, “Mero Pyaro Okhaldhung”

Or in English translation as “My Beloved Okhaldhunga”

By Yuga Kawi Siddhicharan Shresstha.

Generally even Nepalese,

Or westerners people think,

That it is like fashion,

To be a political leader,

After serving jail imprisonment,

Whereas, even poet and writer,

Siddhicharan Shrestha,

Served 18 years of Jail Imprisonment.

Once like a general knowledge question,

I was asked,

“Which was the oldest band of Nepal?”

And 1974 A.D.,

My guess was wrong,

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It was “The Himalayan Band”

And later on,

Madhukar Karki when singing the lyrics,

Of “Pinjada Ko Suga”

Or “Parrot in Cage”,

Popular poem of Kawi Shiromani Lekhnaath Poudel,

And song,

Sang by 1974 A.D,

A rock band of Nepal,

Made my guess to be stupid.

I don’t know,

If code “Bird” was for that,

Poem or song,

But I remember,

In childhood,

When mom used to make like balloon,

By chewing chewing gum,

And it amazed me,

I watched,

And tried but failed,

Sometimes, I would touch that balloon,

And the balloon would brust

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And once on going to Pahad,

I remember eating “Thukpa”

Or such noodles like thing,

At “Maane-Daandha”

At a hotel with mama.

Another time at Pahad,

Other fellows were beginning to learn cycling,

And it amazed me,

About development,

As well as how a civilization does move forward,

And remember,

After some years,

Even my dad and Krishna Bhattarai dai,

Went to Pahad,

On our bike,

Probably, that day Hari Bhattarai dai’s bike,

Wasn’t available.

On taking about Mathematics,

I remember,

During school days, Dad used to tell me,

He was good at Theorems,

Like of circles, and such of Mathematics,

During his schooling,

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And it used to wonder me.

And I remember,

During the election for constitutional assembly,

Under the leadership of,

Chief Justice Khilaraaj Regmi,

Sitoula Dai at Carpet Shop told,

It was a government (worker/staff)’s government,

Thus would made election fine and good.

News had prevailed,

That leader Bijay Kumar Gacchadaar,

Using his identity of “Thaaru”

And considering Thaaru as “Bhumiputra”

Or the sons of earth or land,

As I had read in an newspaper article,

And Gacchadaar did fed people with meat and alcohol,

As his election-winning technique.

Such election winning-technique,

Does differs among political leaders,

Of Nepal,

Thus I guess,

I can frankly say,

Even Nepalese Politicians too can fool,

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A lot of foreign partners of them,

Such great minds,

Are rarely found.

I remember the talks,

Of Bijay Kumar Gacchadaar,

That he had developed his vote collecting areas,

By making roads pitched,

I don’t know,

True or not,

But he was former member of Nepali Congress Party,

And Upendra Yadav,

A former member of CPN UML,

CPN meaning Communist Party of Nepal,

And UML meaning United Marxists and Leninists,

As Saurav Karki did told,

And he even told me the full form of Maoists in Nepali as Mawobaadi,

But I forget the accurate name.

And even his father was at election,

As election-volunteers.

Once a fellow dai,k

He gave vote,

Twice or many times to Maoists,

During the first election of constitutional assembly,

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By erasing the blue or such ink,

Put to him on his fingers,

And did remorse good,

That time.

Ballot Papers were sometimes,

Said to be abducted,

Or even Kidnapped,

Such is their plight.

Mostly concerning “Thaaru” and “Chaudaris”

As they are of same surname or caste,

People at Kathmandu,

Or such believed,

That Thaarus were strong, had good strength,

And even Kiran Gautam said,

Thaarus used to play good football,

And ladyfriend Nikita Parajuli,

While she used to work at manpower company,

Sending people at gulf countries,

Too asked me,

If I had Chaudari friends,

To send them abroad,

I don’t know about their mentality,

Either they considered Thaarus or Chaudaris,

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Or in general,

People in Terai as good fool,

Due to lack of education,

At many places,

Or just considered to earn money,

By working in such manpower company.

People working in Manpower company,

Many of them have sound knowledge,

Regarding the jobs of abroad,

And manpower companies,

As well as their agents,

Put nice bluffs by increasing,

The amount of salary, services or such,

And loot a good amount of money,

From the people,

And many of the workers, aborad in gulf,

Does suffers much,

I don’t know either Thaarus or Chaudaris,

Did played good football or not,

But sometimes,

Leaders are found to be inciting peoples,

For riots and violence,

I don’t know, how they do it.

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And I remember talking to intelligences,

That when they asked,

“Why didn’t C.I.A. killed you?”

I replied because of my plight, or such, that I didn’t showed arrogance or such,

And told, what would happen to Nabin Bhandari,

I replied,

They would had killed him for his plight.

But more than that,

I remember,

When I talked about a newsfeed,

I watched from news article,

Of Medical community,

Which mentioned that ladies touch,

Or touch of ladies would heal males,

By some sort of emotions,

Exhibited by skin,

On the sense of touch,

Then talk aroused,

That I had used my lady friend Nikita Parajuli,

To heal me, by touching her body parts,

Or allowing her to let her touch,

Or being touched together,

Which would further yield the answer like,

“You guys healed each other”

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Or such,

I don’t know,

Was that the accounting technique adopted,

To made that me and my lady friend Nikita Parajuli used each other,

At any cost,

And I don’t know, how to reply such questions,

But indeed, it was fault,

To send her text message in an irritating way.

I remember teacher’s talk,

That Junga Bahadur Rana wasn’t such brave,

As thought,

Or was rather a coward.

I don’t know much further about Junga Bahadur,

But the “Muluki Ain” he introduced,

A system of formal laws, rules and policies,

At either 1903 B.S. or 1905 B.S or around such time,

It was his praiseworthy deed.

And I remember,

Baanke, Bardiya, Kailaali and Kanchanpur,

Four district were returned back to Nepal,

Either during, Jung Bahadur Rana,

Or some other Rana Prime Minister, when his troops,

Were called by British-East India Company,

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To suppress the revolution in India,

And the troops, went and stormed the revolutionary fellows,

And suppressed the Indian revolution against British government,

Thus the four districts were returned to Nepal,

Which were lossed,

After Sugauli-Treaty,

And those four districts are known as,

Youngest Districts of Nepal.

During that time, if Nepal had talked formally,

Either Jung Bahadur Rana,

Or any Rana Prime Minister,

About the Sugauli-Treaty,

Then Nepal would had regained her lost territory,

Territory as mentioned in Raastra Kawi Madhav Prasad Ghimire,

“Gaauncha Geet Nepali” or such poem, or even more than that poem.

Even British Government,

Before leaving India,

Had said to had consulted then Rana Prime Minister of Nepal,

About the Sugauli-Treaty,

Or Nepalese Terrritory,

Which the Rana Prime Minister didn’t gave damn,

And thought,

Educated people would trouble their government,

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And even suppressed,

The educated people of those times of Nepal,

To preserve the Ranas Autocracy.

Even Rana autocracy had troubles,

And conspiracy within them,

Dev Shumsher started the publication of Gorkhapatra,

As first newspaper of Nepal formally,

And within 57 days, he became Prime Minister,

He was killed.

Bom Bahadur Rana,

Even before Dev Shumsher became Prime Minister,

But probably isn’t counted,

Among Rana Prime Minister,

Only 9 Rana Prime Primister are counted,

And after the death of Bom Bahadur,

Junga Bahadur himself became the Prime Minister.

Junga Bahadur Rana,

As I had read, had fine love affair,

With “Putali” named lady,

In palace,

Who did great job for his upliftment,

But he too faced conspiracy,

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From his own brothers as well.

Similar was the case with other Rana Prime Ministers,

Due to the thoughts that prevailed among,

“Bhai-Bhaardaars” of those times,

Saurav Poudel used to talk “Bhai-Bhaardaars”

In his amazing way,

Meaning of “Bhai-Bhaardaars” as the fellows,

Under the government,

With near connection to high ranked people.

Gehendra Shumsher J.B.R. and Muse Thapa,

Who are considered as the first scientist of Nepal, and scientist’s assistant,

Gehendra Shumsher attempted to renovate the then,

Nepalese Military,

By improving Guns, Cannons, and weaponry,

Even brought things from Japan or such countries,

But was killed after parade,

When he intended to bow before Rana Prime Minister,

And on bowing,

His pistol dropped on the ground.

Rana Prime Minister thought of it as conspiracy,

That Gehendra Shumsher,

Intended to kill him,

Thus Rana Prime Minister killed the first scientist of Nepal.

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And I don’t have any accounts of Muse Thapa

But the things from the times even before,

Gehendra Shumsher,

Probably can be found at Museums,

Probably Chhauni-Museum of Militery related things.

Nabin Bhandari talked that he had seen,

The weapons from the time of Bhakti Thapa,

But Mahesh Bhandari Bhai,

Told his account of his visit to Chhauni Museum,

And ancient weaponry of Nepal,

Preserved.

I don’t know,

If Chhauni Museum is opened for public as well or not,

But Mahesh Bhai had said,

He had gone there,

As a school-visit or school-tour,

As a place of visit during their school days,

Probably from Social Studies subject.

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More Hazy Talk

Among songs, I used to listen during Hallucinated,

Was Slayer’s “Gemini”

After smoking weed,

Music indeed does effects mentality,

For me,

More than anything else.

Even being drunk, and being stoned by weed,

I don’t know the fancy, music does,

Megadeth’s “In My Darkest Hour” or such songs,

I even forgot those songs.

Music and mathematics, or in general,

With relation to science,

Harmonics, or such, or about he sounds in pipes and such,

Including of human’s neck and such phenomenons,

Has great relation with sound in general.

And when it comes to the mind or brain or mentality,

I don’t know about the music therapy,

But music indeed,

Can left a person in ruins.

The beats, the rhythms, and the tempos,

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Of music,

Does plays a great role in effecting the mentality,

Crowds shouting in concerts,

Are just an example,

I had seen a woman showing her breasts, opened at concert.

Probably shown by Manoj Dahal or such,

More than the breast shown infront of hoarding board, Victoria’s secret or such,

In the movie Terminator part three or such

But I remember,

At the same time Maaiju came,

And we were in trouble.

And I don’t know, what fancied the lady at concert.

Even Jazz or Blues or such music,

Are said to ignite sexual sensation in humans.

Once at medicare junction,

One dai, once played “Saarangi”

Such an amazing tone,

I did worshipped his legs or such,

For such an amazing tone,

Probably I was drunk,

And I don’t know,

If he asked money or not,

But probably, he played,

Jhalak Maan Gandharva’s song, “Aamaile Soddhlin”

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As well as other songs and tones.

Even many saarangi players used to play,

Their instruments, on the buses,

Like at Night bus,

While going from Kathmandu to Jhapa,

Around Naagdhunga check post.

I insulted them probably,

By saying that they earned money in good amount,

By playing instruments,

And making music,

Which was my poor knowledge,

Infact, it is one of their skill,

That they can convince people by music or sound,

Can enter the people’s mentality,

By means of music.,

And I guess,

Intelligences did talked about the poem “Piper and the Flute”,

I don’t know,

How many times should I say them,

I fooled them multiple times.

I had listened the talks,

Previously the checkpost used to be at Thaankot,

Then was later made on Naagdhunga,

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Among the deeds at checkpost,

Though the officers doesn’t check for drugs or weeds,

With great care,

It was their nice effort,

When they asked to few ladies travelling in bus,

And asked them about their purpose of visit,

Asking citizen-ship card,

As well as identity card,

And such details.

Probably, it was their effort against trafficking,

Where some gentlemen in their talks of providing job,

Used to sell the ladies beyond border,

And would make ladies travel,

At either East, West, North, or South,

Or any borderside places,

With easy route.

Saurav Karki told me that ,

Dad of Rojal Sigdel too once used to sell ladies,

True or not,

I guess to stay away from such disputes.

My fraud accounts include,

Having bought weed from Jhapa to Kathmandu.

Me and Arjun Ghimire (Gyan Jyoti) went to a place,

Quite far at Haanskhora,

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At Kundan B.K. or Kundan Bishwokarma’s house,

From his grandfather,

About of rupees 50 or 100, we had brought,

And later on friend Sujan Bista told,

His mom had seen us,

As well as predicted us,

Buying weed and returning.

Even Nepalese woman are far talented.

I had asked Rs100 from Subash (Yamrazz)

And still haven’t payed,

Along with other money.

On the bus, me and Arjun Ghimire came,

I opened my shirt in the bus,

And wore just inner-ware,

And told Arjun Ghimire to do so,

As the cold wind would came,

And few people looked with their crossed eyes,

And might had called me as Indian or Madhesis.

The meaning of “Terai” as per the old folks,

Would mean Danger,

And old people used to scold like,

”Yesko Terai….amma..mamaama…”

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Scolding that, the person being scolded,

Was doing notoriously dangerous thing or works.

And previously,

Terai was said to be full of forests,

As well as with epidemics too,

Caused by venomous animals.

Among the talks in bus,

I remember the names of bus,

Coming from Rajbiraj and other such places,

As commonly called as “Madhesi” places,

And it wondered me,

Why the names of the night buses coming from those areas,

Mostly used to had the names after Bollywood movies,

Infact like, “Dhoom”, “Dhoom-2” “Dabbaang” and such,

And few would had the names of Gods and Goddesses.

Once on returning back from Kathamandu,

Me and Nabin Tajpuriya probably at bus of Miteri Yatayat,

After having meal, we were standing,

Probably smoking cigarette,

And a bus came with speed of name “Zoom Yatayat”,

We though it would stop,

To feed passengers with meal,

But came straight, then turned,

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We had narrow escape by running.

“Visit Nepal” or not,

I was confused,

But a bus of certain route, had year name printed,

On the back side,

And I used to wonder,

When would the bus, I was travelling would overtake it,

As in childhood,

I used to think,

That the bus I was travelling,

Was not speed enough, or not overtaking other buses,

And other buses were overtaking our bus.

More than the topic of relative-velocity in science,

It was my stupid thoughts,

But if speed detecting sensors might be attached to buses,

Then while they travel,

During overtakes and turns,

Fine amount of physics can be studied,

As well as the relative changes that happens,

Instead of wasting many dollars in high famed research,

All the things needed,

Is to put sensors in buses as per their appropriateness,

Then observe the data,

As like done,

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In of experiments.

But world is busy,

On making guns,

That measure the speed of vehicles,

From far away,

As shown in movies,

Or even some said,

In gulf countries,

Such things are done by police or traffic police.

I learned about the horn-lights-sidelights,

And highway lighting system of heavy vehicles,

From Night buses,

They do amazing,

Low and high horn or pressure horn,

And the way of overtaking or providing side,

Despite of speed, night and road,

With their wonderful skill,

Did amazed me,

And same, I try to do in bike.

Once a driver,

Probably the same driver of earthquake mishap,

Or another driver of Miteri Yatayat,

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As I would mostly travel in buses of Miteri Yatayat,

Told that some Chaudari driver,

Rode the bus so fierce,

That another contemporary driver of Miteri Yatayat,

Feared a lot,

And wondered when he would reach Kathmandu,

And his fear was further raised,

When he told,

His family too was in the same bus with him,

And even told,

It was the driving style of Chaudari driver,

As other drivers too talked.

And few drivers,

Used to be so cool,

They they used to wear gogs or goggles or spectacles,

Even during night,

Probably to be same from coming light from any directions,

Like one rocky fellow,

With Converse shoes, gogs and such a good fashion,

Riding bus fine,

And once I did met Sujal-a batch senior at Mount Everest,

Even he was drinking can beer,

And another fellow know to both of us,

Told, “Brother So Quickly”

It was fun.

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At childhood,

There used to be times,

When for irrigating fileds,

Ganesh Uncle and others would wait in line,

For their turn,

Or like que or stand in line,

As per the British or American English does differs,

Thus troubles even while writing or typing texts,

Like Color and Colour,

Airplane and Aeroplane,

Does even English language does differs,

And I wonder,

Editors might think as bad grammar,

Thus with the same idea of British and American English,

I feel fine to write in bad grammar.

I was writing,

Ganesh Uncle used to irrigate the fileds,

By cutting “Aali” or such,

Or from “Paini” or such,

About which probably Nepali Madam/mam,

Did provided meaning,

To the students, from city areas.

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Once me and Tanka were drunk,

At a hotel at Mahadevsthan,

Koteshwor,

And probably we did broke glass,

Being drunk,

And on returning,

Someone lighted flash light to us,

Or torch light,

And we almost ran,

Faster than the vehicles at road,

I did bluffed,

We travelled faster than the speed of light.

Had any observer been watching.

Then went drunk,

At a shop at Koteshwor,

But didn’t bought any clothes.

I remember the intelligences talking,

“Tapaailaai Jati Gare Pani Laadaina”

Or meaning, “It’s worthless to put effort for you”

Or another talks that repeated,

“Aakash le bhane jastai tapaailaai jati gare pani laagdaina”

Or like such, with meanings,

“Like Aakash said, any efforts put to you is in vain”

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And the talks of Interrogater Aakash,

Was like,

“Even he has different music to listen during hallucination”

On concerning the topic of hallucination,

Sweets does induce charge,

Charge-as in Nepali language depicting the level of hallucination,

More than the electric charges.

And the components necessary for hallucination,

Gets stucks in the blood or such like,

To produce wonderful hallucination.

During high school,

Once Aurash Tiwari failed his examination,

Terminal examination,

And we went to a cyber cafe,

That edited the marksheet,

Of probably mine or others,

As if it looked original,

On neglecting the width of paper,

And on editing,

Aurash Tiwari passed his examination.

The thing, did by that owner of cyber cafe was,

Just copying the text, or numbers,

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In graphics designing software,

And produced a marksheet,

Though a practice is necessary in such computing applications.

On returning back to cafe at underground,

We met Sandesh Mango,

That was the first time,

I had met him,

And even he did same,

He was telling that he was waiting,

For some football match,

But edited his marksheet,

And got passed in examination.

I don’t know, if I was made to talk,

That whatever would I research or find,

Would be for Nikita or my lady friend Nikita Parjauli,

And I once talked,

That I would like to have Ph.D thesis, or desetation,

On the topic,

That once I asked to Sir Roger Penrose, Leonard Susskind, and even,

Head of Department of Physics at Central Department of Physics,

Binil Aryal,

About the confusion regarding the temperature gradient, or such,

Things including pressure in a dynamic vehicle,

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In fact,

I attempted to observe,

While I was on a vehicle,

Probably hallucinated by smoking weed.

And since I have considered,

“Nikita Parajuli” name as one of my character,

In multiple personality disorder,

I don’t want to be bored,

Though the interrogater Aakash Adhikari,

Might had made me talked,

Like the things of Nikita’s Universe or such,

Or even might had talked,

About multiple marriages,

What a religious fellow he was,

Intending me to make like character “Draupadi” or epic Mahabharata,

By making me to talk,

Like as if I was marrying five ladies,

And by making me to talk,

Like of equation of Oppenheimer-Volkoff and another fellow’s name I forgot,

Such limit or equation.

Thus, I hope teachers might provide some helps,

On those topics,

As even I might or indeed had shouted,

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In great delight.

And talking about Sex-change operation,

Like done by Nepali Actor Santosh Panta’s children,

Male being female,

Or female being male,

And as the interrogater Aakash said,

He had allowed males to fuck his asshole,

Over hundred times,

I wonder,

If he is still in his looks at the day of Teku,

Or did plastic surgery,

Or had became female.

I don’t know,

If he wanted to be like character “Shikhandi”

Of Mahabharata,

Where Bhisma drops his weapon,

Thinking Shikhandi as female,

Or intended me to make Shikhandi,

He was making me talk, or questioning me,

Like such things from Mahabharata as well,

I don’t know,

What fancied him so much,

About legendary warrior Bhisma (Dewabrata)

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“Sexy Maddie” or such,

And “Red Hot”

I remember the comments made,

On Nikita Parajuli’s facebook news feed,

Or among the comments,

As well as one of them was “gu” or stool,

Made in comment,

Where she was found to be quarrelling with her friend,

Such are fun talks.

Infact, many of mine friend talk do talk about “gu” or “stool”

But the thing I fear,

Is of Sanskrit pronunciation of few symbols.

Nabin Bhandari once used to bluff,

That as if I was special friend for him,

Even intelligences questioned me,

Then what happened to friendship,

Or such when he thought you as special friend,

I don’t know,

But the things from Shivaraatri did made change,

And not to blame him as well,

For I too do have my own plight,

Thus, when two fellows,

When one think of as competition,

And another,

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Realizes it late,

About the things happened or done,

I too leave the things to intelligence,

To judge,

Still mentioning,

That I do have my own plight,

That I write or do things,

As per my mood does makes me.

And Regarding other friends or closeness,

To fool intelligences,

I did bluffed many things,

That this and this are close friends,

And that and that are not,

And I hope that they believed.

And to the topic,

Where I mentioned,

That my lady friend Nikita Parajuli seemed happier,

During those classes of Master’s entrance preparation,

With me,

But infact, it is truth,

That I too was happier those days,

Thus I won’t like to blame as well,

For the faults did arised form my text messages,

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As included in other writings,

And my texts, “If my friends knew, then they will make your life hell”

Or such,

Might had aroused her some sort of vengeance,

That she might flirt with my friends,

To make my friends against me,

And intelligences did asked,

Whom would had I told,

As if they were intending to fight,

And I described my friends,

Either they did knew or not.

Thus, I hope that intelligences might think,

As per their mood or mentality.

Saurav Karki’s sister Shrijana didi,

Once told,

“Word “Timi” bhanda “Ta” nai pyaaro huncha”

And in English,

It is all pronounced as “You”

That time, me and Sujan Boka were at Saurav’s house.

And intelligences were talking,

About whom I called “Timi” or “Ta”

Thus instead of making troubles,

By questioning as to make me confuse,

I hope, they would have patience,

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And read my writings,

If they wanted to know,

Or it is not mandatory for them to read as well,

If they don’t want to know.

Once Samir Rai told,

That he watched the pants of Srijana didi,

While sitting,

Looking towards her vagina,

Such was the mentality,

And told me, not to tell Saurav,

Or else, he would get angry.

Once we were swimming in the pond,

Naked,

Near to Saurav Karki’s house,

And in the mean time,

Shrijana didi came,

And I ran to hide with clothes,

Whereas, Saurav carried Rojal,

Above the surface of water, or they did vice-versa,

And Rojal’s pennies used to be big,

I might did talked with Nijam Karki,

While cycling or such,

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Intelligences asked like as if Saurav and Rojal,

Were having sexual intercourse or not,

At that time in pond,

I don’t know,

If they did or not,

But Saurav told,

Once while he was sleeping,

Rojal was fucking his ass hole.

And I remember,

The talk of special,

Taught to us, by someone,

I forgot,

That even a packet of cigarette has special cigarette,

As given location,

In the lines of packet,

I don’t know,

If intelligences did asked about that or not,

Locating the special cigarette,

And I wonder,

How fast they did provided me cigarette,

To locate the special cigarette,

And I am not sure,

If I showed them special cigarette correctly or not,

And even wonder,

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If they tell,

They had provided a new cigarette packet to Ashok Thapa,

They why only on the topic of special cigarette,

Did the packet was shown,

As if to mention the location of special cigarette,

And they might had believed,

Or infact, even might be busy on smoking.

I don’t know if intelligences,

Did asked or not,

But like the talks, I talked,

The packet of cigarette of brand 555,

Which would have special cigarette fed with joint or weed.

Once Nabin Bhandari,

Did talked like timing as 11:11, 12:12, 1:1 or such,

Where the hours, minutes and seconds would be of same number,

Would mean like of Devil’s timing,

Or good timing, or Deja-Vu or such timing,

And while he met someone,

He said, by the help of Deepesh Dahal or Dipe Dai,

As commonly said,

And once I had screenshoted his facebook photo and status,

Having the lines, “Compact Metal Bastards”,

And when he met that person,

Such timing appeared according to the wrist watches, clocks or mobile phones,

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Or any device showing the measurement of time,

And they both greeted,

Meaning they both knew about such timing.

But I remember Dipe Dai,

A Neighbour of Saurav Karki,

Who taught me the meaning of “Aghyat Bhoot”

Or “Abstract/Unknown Past”, a past tense form of Nepali Grammer,

As I mentioned in earlier writings,

That Nepali Grammer has two additional form of past tense.

It was Dipe Dai or such,

I forgot his proper name,

Who taught with such an amazing example and fancy,

Giving the example of electrical current and Television,

With probably raining or such,

I forgot his exact sentence,

But it helped to understood me the grammer,

At better than before.

And I don’t know about Dipe Dai,

Of the group of Nabin Bhandari,

But his mentality did clearly showed,

That he was not happy,

While I smoke weed there,

And I remember him once,

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While climbing down a hill,

Among the trees or such,

Or getting up towards the hill like place.

I don’t know such things,

Except hours, minutes and seconds,

As taught,

And no matter whatever might,

The intelligences made me to talk,

Either on the topic of soul-mate,

Or life-partner,

As Nabin Bhandari said,

That Soul-mate stays for a short span of time,

And teach something good,

Whereas Life-partners are meant for life.

This great topic,

Further helped me,

To receive scold from teachers.

Thus more than the topics of mates or partners,

I guess,

Intelligences official would had told frankly,

That either of them,

Or fellows among them did loved my lady friend Nikita Parajuli,

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Like that talks said,

That even Nabin Bhandari used to love my lady friend Nikita Parajuli

Or like the posts of intelligence officials,

That Aakash Adhikaari used to love lady friend Nikita Parjauli,

Like a blind and crazy lover,

Being impressed from my bluffs, I made about her,

And I guess,

It is their internal matter,

Or their personal topic of dispute,

And I guess,

The thing, that the intelligences would quarrel with me,

Regarding lady friend Nikita Parajuli is,

About my text messages to her,

And more thing to their surprise was,

I don’t know,

Whom the ladies including my lady friend Nikita Parajuli too or not,

Talked to had loved,

By whispering me,

Or making me to write,

That is their internal or personal love affair matter,

And I am fine doing homeworks,

To learn from teachers.

Also, if there are any such lovers,

Of whom, i

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I think,

By writing or by knowing,

I might be able to make them together as couple,

Then I would like to congrats them,

If they had found their respective partners,

For the topic of love and such topics,

Would increase my scoldings from teachers.

Love, might they consider,

But bluffs talks like of mine,

I don’t have any idea.

I don’t know,

How to describe such crazy lovers,

Like once I had been.

And I remember my lady friend Nikita Parajuli talking,

That she had some relatives,

At Gothataar, or around such places,

Having surname Dahal,

Thus I suspected,

Dipesh Dahal or such persons with surname of Dahal,

When their expressions did showed absurdity,

Thought,

That someone might had whispered them,

Regarding my texts to Nikita Parjauli,

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Or much more, as they liked.

On the topic of Slangitivity,

Though, slang has became a part of literature,

Like slang literature,

I remember once talking at Gauradaha Bazzar,

Talking “Maa-Chickne” or in English as “Mother-fucker”

More than the story of Odypus-Rex,

Considered to be as original motherfucker,

And once I had read a news,

That Australian Man was sentenced to jail,

For raping his mother.

Though the porn mentions of sex with step-mothers,

Or mothers even,

Though I am not sure,

But I guess,

It is the mentality as well as freedom,

Sought by any persons intending to have sex.

Though majority of people would dislike to hear,

“Maa-Chickne” or “Mother-fucker”

Fun happens sometimes with friends,

As they too don’t mind,

And even I don’t mind either on talking,

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But having sexual intercourse with mother, sister,

Or any of family members or relatives,

As are widely seen in sex stories,

“Haad-Naata Karani”, Nepalese law might does mentions,

For the forceful sex or attempts or rape,

But more than the topic of sin, or holiness or goodness,

I guess,

It depends upon people’s mentality as well as their thoughts,

Among the partners engaging in sex.

Infact, the word “Bajiya”

Or in English as “Baastard” or such,

Being born from another father,

Is common in Nepali tongue,

Where the people like to use the word “Bajiya” to males, and “Bajini” to females,

And “Bajiya Bajini” as scoldings as well to kids or such,

And is common,

I guess, majority of Nepalese,

Might had received the scoldings “Bajiya/Bajini” as common dialogue,

In their childhood,

All it differs,

Is on the mentality of people,

How do they accept or decline the words as per the necessity,

Like Nepalese prefers Saari or such dress,

Whereas westerners prefers dress of their own kind,

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And it doesn’t mean,

If anyone wearing short dress or bikini dress,

Is to be considered as sex worker or such,

In Nepal,

Like the westerners think,

When parents does scolds “Bajiya” would make them to label as bastards,

And if such thinking is not taken care,

Then either the world would consider Nepalese as “Bajiya/Bajini”

Or the Nepalese would considers the westerners as sex-workers,

Either male or female.

Thus things does depends upon mentality,

As well as the immediate surrounding,

Of any place or country or as per the civilization is flowing with it’s time.

Another question that did intelligences talked,

Was about, “What would I do, if I sleep or slept with sex-worker?”

To which I might had replied,

Some sex workers do sell their bodies but not their soul,

Unlike other sexual addicts,

Who spends fine time in hanging with sexual workers,

For I guess,

Just to have fun by sexual intercourse,

Females or either males too doesn’t become sex workers,

And I thought or said,

As I would had fall in love with that girl,

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I don’t know,

What did I talk,

Or my talks did dislayed,

But the topics of mentality, or why do female become sex-workers,

Might be answered by the workers,

Of such professions,

For in fact, even porn industry is glowing like of movie or film industries,

And I guess,

It is because of watching porn movies,

That even I was able to masturbate or learn something about sex,

And infact,

Aurash Tiwari did told,

That Ashma Baniya, once his girlfriend,

Too used to watch porn movies,

And in fact showed me the message of Ashma,

That she intended to have sexual intercourse,

By sitting over him,

I forgot the position’s name,

As written in Kaamasutra’s book.

Thus, either banning porn industry or even not-banning porn industry,

The thing necessary to be understood is,

How people do take the talks of sexual intercourse or of sex workers,

As per their mentality,

And such a group of mentality,

Would show their thoughts regarding sexual intercourse,

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Of the times they are facing.

On the topic of precision timing,

As attempted to be maintained,

By intelligence with vehicles,

I remember,

During my Dad’s accident, or around the day of Maaghe Shankranti or such,

During grade eleven,

I was returning home from Kathmandu,

And near to the place like Urlabaari,

Mom phone me that Dad had met accident,

And I told,

Probably the rocky fellow driver, of the bus “Agni”

As that day, I came in bus of “Agni Yatayat”

And indeed he speeded up fast,

And as the moment, I landed at Paadajungi,

Van came from Gauradaha,

With mom and others of Dad’s friends,

That was the precison timing,

I ever saw,

Despite of intelligence talks,

Or even as shown in movies.

I got in the van,

And we went to hospital at Damak,

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Either at life-line or Amda or such,

And was about to faint,

By seeing huge amount of blood spilled on floor, of Dad,

But the cigarettes packet inside my jacket’s pocket

Forbidded me from fainting,

Because I thought,

My family would knew, that I used to smoke,

If I had fainted, by checking the pockets,

After getting caught for cigarettes,

In fact, mom used to check my pockets,

After returning home,

If I had any lighters, matchsticks or cigarettes.

I had talked to intelligences,

About few frauds or such,

Done by dad on electric meters,

Which mentioned to be “Made in China”

Or the talks of Transformers,

Regardless of the nation, where they were manufactured,

Or like the step-up or step-down transformers,

As studied in physics or science,

Thus, without getting in detail,

Much about the types of names or brands,

As the intelligences asked,

As new brands too come in market,

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Thus writing names,

Is indeed fooling myself.

After My Dad’s accident,

Ambulance driver saw my dad on field,

And took him to hospital.

On that day, in the bus,

I remember,

I was inciting the previous driver,

As Night buses or Day buses in Nepal,

Travelling for long distances,

Changes the driver around Hetauda-or such places,

And I mentioned,

My birth place as Hetuada,

Infact, as my parents say,

And though sometimes they don’t change,

And drivers being dizzy for sleep,

Ride the bus half-sleeping,

And I guessed,

The drivers had the road-map like roten or parroten,

Inside their mentality,

As they would knew,

Where and when to turn the steering,

According the the turn,

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And the speed of bus.

Drivers, though make the music quiet,

At night, for passengers,

Keep their music in high-volume,

As once they said,

To prevent them from falling asleep,

As well as some conductors,

Sleep at sometime,

Then at night,

Go and talk to the drivers,

As a means of company to talk,

To prevent him from sleeping,

And one cool driver,

I remember,

Used “Sancho” oil,

A oil that makes feel like chilly hot in skin,

But a herbal product to heal headaches, fever and such mild diseases,

Even with slogan, “Sancho Prayog Gari Dhukka Hunuhos”

Like English meaning as “Use Sancho, for relaxing” or such,

As my bad translation does mentions.

I remember,

That cool driver,

Used sancho,

All over his face,

To prevent himself from sleeping,

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And near to the place, “Bhantabaari”

Near the Saptakoshi Barrage,

He told me,

That the place’s name should be “Keerabaari”

Due to large number of banana farming,

What a logic he explained.

That day, I incited our bus driver,

Almost impressed a girl too,

And while returning in “Agni Yatayat” bus,

And incited him in such a way that,

Our driver was overtaking number of buses,

Until a person came a told me,

That Narayangadh-Muglin Highway,

Was one of the dangerous highway of Nepal,

Having short width or road,

And not properly pitched and with number of bumps,

And many buses used to fell in the river,

In that highway,

Mostly in rainy season,

Due to skidding or such,

Mostly around place Krishnabheer,

And after that day,

After that person talked,

I always stayed awake,

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While travelling from Nayangadh-Munglin highway,

And before that,

I used to look at buses,

So cool, or even shouting or chanting,

And once exclaimed so great,

When a bus of Miteri Yatayat, overtaked our bus,

Probably during dashain,

As tickets are hard to find,

When I was travelling in another bus,

During dashain or such, I got confused,

Probably of Urlabaari or Madhumalla route,

That the driver of that bus,

Had overtaked our bus,

By giving signal of side light,

By running itself into a bump,

Many passengers or even our conductor felt,

That the bus felled on the river,

But that bus driver of Miteri,

Ran and made even the bus bump,

Overtaked our bus,

And even other buses infront of our bus.

I don’t know,

If Intelligences did talked about the Miteri Yatayat bus,

Of Terhathum route,

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Which had once the legacy of being arrived,

At place Itahari,

At around 1-2-3 A.M,

That might depended upon driver.

And once,

While coming to Kathmandu on Miteri Yatayat bus,

I texted to Kumar Dai or such,

Saying of King Mahendra’s lines,

“Ma mare pani, mero desh baachirahos, Samwidhaan Banirahos”

Bad translation as,

“Even if I die, let my country live, and my the constitution be made”

Thinking that our bus,

Was almost sure to fell in the river,

But I arrived Kathmandu safe.

I had even managed to look at my bag,

Check the purse and pocket for money,

And thought about my big bag,

Where I used to keep books,

While travelling,

Probably with the lyrics register,

That once I told to Kumar Dai and Jayaram Dahal dai,

That even if the bus fell,

Then I would swim with that lyrics register of music,

And such I thought,

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If anything happens,

Or the bus intended to fall in the river,

I would jump outside from the window,

And through out the Narayangadh-Muglin Highway,

Would stay awake,

And watch outside,

Not only once,

But many times,

As if preparing to jump from the window,

Hoping the bag and things kept inside safe.

I was such stupid at thought,

But do wonder,

If the highway had been made better or not,

For even Manakamana Temple,

Lies on the highway,

At Kurintaar, from where temple can be reached.

When the constitution of Nepal came,

Or was released,

Despite of Indian border blockade,

I don’t know, what the foreign countries,

Or at least their embassies in Kathmandu did thought,

Of that blockade,

Even about which, Nepal couldn’t spoke a word,

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In the UNO’s General Assembly,

But the Chinese President’s line,

“Powerful and big countries shouldn’t intend to show their Don-ness to small countries”

At that assembly, or around that time,

Was great, at least to think,

Another neighbor China,

Talked the line,

In accordance with the time.

I don’t know,

If the Chinese President did spoke for Nepal,

Or just spoke his line, as of Politics,

But that lines,

Listened by people, had some hopes.

After the constitution came,

Nepalese were proud,

In fact, even the fellows and folks at Kathmandu,

Enjoyed riding in the roof of bus,

And other vehicles,

And even the traffic those days,

Almost begged to the conductors of vehicle,

To carry at least one passenger,

Who had came to ask help to them,

And the bus used to have over-crowded passengers,

The people having talks of using taxi’s to travel,

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Had got chance to feel,

What is ordinary life in general,

And how people without proper infrastructures,

Or called as rural or of countryside people,

Run their daily lives,

And the gentlemen of Kathmandu,

Used to beg,

People from outside the valley,

To bring LPG Gas Cylinder, Petrol and Diesel,

And even smuggling was proudly made,

With the actknowledgemet of Authorities,

My friend Nijam Karki and few others,

Earned a good sum of money,

By buying petroleum from India or Borderside,

And selling in Nepal.

The thing that amazed and chilled,

And entertained the Nepalese people was,

When the Armed Police Forces,

Threw the vegetables,

Saying that,

Indian state had not allowed,

Petroleum and other essential goods to enter Nepal,

And for vegetable,

Keeping them in border for days,

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And attempting to send them,

While they were on the verge to be rotten.

People that time,

Cheered for the APF forces at Border,

And even incited to do similar to all vehicles,

Coming from Indian border,

I don’t know,

If APF did heard those voices or not.

And the news that came was,

Nepal Army at Bhadrakaali petrol pump,

Denied to give petroleum service to people,

And giving as per the token,

And hiding the petrol.

Once even Me and Ashok Thapa had gone there,

To refuel Ashok Thapa’s scooty,

And after waiting for many hours,

Few bikes got petrol,

And the line,

Where we were waiting,

Was told to get back.

A fellow,

Then began strike on his own,

And resulted a clash like thing.

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Few people did mentioned,

At the border side of Kakadvitta,

Even the Indian citizens intended to help,

Or at some other borders,

By bringing petroleum to Nepali citizens,

And Nepali citizens in the chance,

Smuggled and earned fine.

I remember,

The A/C of bus,

Drivers didn’t used it,

And one driver said,

When the escorting was being done,

At region at near Bardiwaaas or such,

As escorting would be done,

From Bardiwaas or such to Koshi Barrage or to Itahari,

As people would throw stones,

And petrol-bombs to buses,

And they were said that,

They used to eat “Maasu-Bhaat” or “Meat-Rice Grain” at Bihar side,

Or at Indian state,

Then would come to Nepal to hit stones and petrol-bombs to buses.

That driver told,

About his pathetic condition,

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That due to impure diesel or petroleum,

He didn’t talked about other buses,

But talked he had to change Oil filter or such of his bus,

Regularly, probably I was travelling in “Prime” or such company bus.

And many drivers did expenditure from their own pockets too,

Talks were being made.

The Nepalese constitution came,

And though,

Constitutional assembly election,

Though might had happened in different countries as well,

Including Germany,

Where the constitution was passed by the vote,

Of 60 % of the members,

It is glorious deed of Nepal,

That Nepalese constitution was passed,

By the vote of 90% of members,

Thus, Gemany are 30% behind Nepal,

In terms of constitutional voting,

Or passing or formulation of constitution,

By the members of constitutional assembly.

And I remember,

The German hitman or agent after me,

Having long hair,

Like once my good friends had trimmed my hair,

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Had I machine to trim-hair,

I would had trimmed his hair till it became bald.

Also,

On concerning about the topics of physics,

Once I had confusion,

Among Prime and Unprimed frame of references,

As the book does writes differences,

And I still don’t know,

Which is called as primed frame of reference,

Or which is called unprimed frame of references,

In theory of relativity as well as other places,

Where the topics of co-ordinates are involved,

As I feel lazy or get confused easily,

With mulitiple frames of references,

Thus while attempting to read,

Though the topic might have multiple frames,

I intend to read like as of single frame of reference,

Thus my academics has always failed.

I first saw beard-shaving machine,

At Milan Adhikaari’s house,

He told that his Dad had sent from abroad,

It was fancy for me,

And I wondered,

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Trimming or cutting hair in Nepal,

Is far cheap than the western countries,

And one can get his hair trimmed,

In the fashion he wants,

For 50-100 rupees,

Or around 200 rupees or such, at expensive places,

And even in the vacancy announcement call,

Made by Neaplese Army on the newspaper or such,

They include the post of Barber (Hair-Trimmer) as well as Sweepers,

Cost-saving mechanism,

But despite of my hair trimming talks,

In above paragraphs,

I don’t have any membership or such,

And infact, I don’t want to be part of them too,

I write whatever else comes in my mind,

Thus doesn’t mind or worry,

Whatever anyone else may say,

Except teachers.

Cutting hair and making bald,

More than the topic of outcasting someone,

As in traditional society used to be done,

In fact, a fellow,

Among the 4 martyrs, Dashrath Chand, Dharma Bhakta Maathema, Sukraraj Shastri, and Gangalaal Shrestha,

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Who had a caste of Brahmin,

Was left by Ranas,

By trimming and making his hair bald or zig-zag,

In Nepali it is called as “Chaar-Paata Mululera Pathaaunu”

And used to considered as punishment,

More severe than others,

Either it be outcasting or much,

And has been shown in the Nepali Movie too,

Where the actor of movie, “Pashupati Prasad”

Such an amazing movie,

Where the main actor dies like suspense or such,

Plays the role,

Has shown excellently,

The society of Nepal,

During that time,

As well as civil-war between Maoists and Government security authorities.

Tanka used to told,

His Dad while in Police Service,

Used to hide his belt or the immediate identity,

That would make Maoists to recognize a person as police officer,

While coming in bus,

Or travelling elsewhere.

Such talented mentality, are hardly found,

Either of Maoists or Police or APF or Army in Nepal.

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I don’t know,

If the intelligences did the same or not,

By trimming the hair or like “Chaar-Paato Mudulyaanu”

But I remember in childhood,

Going to trim hair at a barber’s shop,

Far from our house.

I remember fine lines,

From Barber Dai,

Despite once he was attempting,

Or was reading the Stoichoimetry chapter of Chemistry book,

Once in childhood,

When I talked to him,

That teachers won’t do anything even If I don’t trimmed my hair,

Put his fine lines,

That teachers do care, as well as scold,

For the students they think,

Those who might not make them feel ashamed for teaching,

Or for those students,

Of whom, they had hoped something,

In their career,

Was an excellent truth,

And might be applicable to most of the human beings as well.

And I guessed,

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Only students of two types gets noticed by teachers easily,

Either excellent or talented,

Or much crooked and despicable or notorious one,

Since I didn’t had any capacity to be talent,

I hoped being crooked or despicable,

Or being notorious or talkative like such,

Teachers would notice easily,

And regarding the middle type fellows,

Half-talented, and half-crooked,

Many of them are forgotten with their batch,

And the sand of time.

I remember a post,

Mentioning “Panga” or like quarrel with intention of fight or challenge,

I though it was my lady friend Nikita Parajuli’s post,

About whom I mentioned in sleep-talking,

That she would challenge me,

And later on,

She told,

Had I told her friend “Smiriti” or such would had challenged me,

Then would be fine,

But I guess, such topics would put more persons in trouble.

But more than the topic of challenge,

I don’t know,

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Who shot the bullet,

That pierced the glass of car,

Outside the Dhulikhel Hospital,

And few folks did covered me,

Gathering around me,

And I don’t know, what happened to them,

It seems like hallucination,

True or not,

And at least, teachers were there,

For my help or guidance.

I don’t know, if it was U.S.A.’s Agent, German Agent, Japanese Agent, Russian Agent,

Or even Nepalese Agent/Sniper/hitman or such,

For it was shot,

Of short range,

Shot around from the hotel area,

Or room of hotel.

I remember,

My lady friend talking,

That even German Police or Polizei or Polizer,

Had good fellows trained,

Doing the task of Special forces,

And the German Army being under constitution.

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But even Nepalese Police,

Do have commandoes,

Like one fellow talked at cafe about rifles and snipers,

Being just passed out of his Police batch,

Of his training,

And almost talked like of Army Commando,

And even asked me,

To which I bluffed like of about Army Commando,

But his talks were cool.

Much cool, that other police officers,

Talking about gun,

About which, I tried to mention in terms of Kinetic Energy,

And that Police fellow talked with his guts,

Probably better guts,

Then the C.O.A.S. Rukamangad Katuwal talked,

“Guts Chahincha” or “Guts is Needed” at some place of his biographical book,

Or in other Army General’s biography,

Mentioned by some critics at newspaper or such,

Or even in the books,

And once I thought,

The rape case of Nirmala or such,

Happened due to the internal tensions,

Of Police and Army of Nepal.

Earlier there was a topic in news,

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That Nepal police to buy bullets or such

Had troubles in choosing,

Either to buy from foreign ,

Or from Nepal Army,

Probably around Shivapuri or such places,

Making bullets.

I talked to intelligencs,

During civil war,

Army would make police to fight at front,

And remember a talk of police,

Who hide himself during shootout of Maoist attack,

And later on found a axe near to him,

Then killed a maoist rebel by that axe,

Then fled.

Such was their plight.

One Army fellow,

Did talked,

He was wounded at Ghoretaar Shootings,

A famous among,

Maoists and Nepalese Government forces probably Army or such,

And talked gladly,

At the Biratnagar, Morang Administration Area,

Where due to strike or such,

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Police didn’t allowed bike to travel,

And took the key of our bike,

And me and Dad had to go to that Administration.

That army fellow,

Talked he was wounded by “Charras” or such,

And regained,

And told on a talk to person gladly,

That he and some of his friend,

Had sexual intercourse with the two sex workers,

Where he speeded in sexual intercourse,

At such speed,

That he ejaculated either after 7 or 21 or such minutes.

Such was their plight.

Another talk that trolled me about Police,

Was about their uniform,

Which got changed, from the camouflage type uniform,

To plain uniform,

And during a police checking,

A police stopped a bike,

And asked him something or such,

And the bike owner said,

“It is the job/duty of Traffic Police/Police, not of security guard”

And rode away his bike.

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As the talks mentioned that,

Police uniform was much looking like as of Security Guard’s uniform,

Such incidents are rarely found.

For even some security guards have stripes type uniform,

Or was I confused,

And even Metropolitan Police,

Mostly consisting of old folks,

Who are expert in picking bikes from road,

Parking haphazardly,

Do have stripes and rank.

I talked about some of the security guards providing companies,

Like of Garud securities,

And such,

But once while selling book infront of Agricultural Development Bank Gaushala,

A lady guard who laughed and talked frankly,

Jaya Ram Dahal dai, and Ramesh Kumar Bista dai told,

As if they had impressed or talked so nice, that the lady intended to provide the opportunity of sexual intercourse with her,

Or like in Nepali tongue, “Milaaunu”

Even that word does have multiple meanings.

Jayram Dahal Dai,

While reading Korean language class,

Had a dream,

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That if he would be successful to go Korea,

Then would treat his hair,

For the cost of two lakh rupees,

To make it fine, and not to look as if bald.

“Haanguk-Maal” or Korean Language,

“Maal” means language in Korea,

Whereas in Nepal, it differs among the tongues,

And has multiple meaning,

Including ladies, sperms, goods, or beauty as well,

Like popular writing written by Bhairava Aryal with the title “Potato”

Intelligences did asked,

If I had any friend at Armed Police Forces (APF)

The para-military force of Nepal,

Friend Prem Rai or such, once had told me,

That he had passed the training,

And probably or not,

I had seen him during physical fitness training,

At Padajungi.

But I remember in childhood,

At class,

Madhukar Karki had hit Prem with a steel scale of mine,

That hit him in his forehead,

And bleeded slightly.

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I even talked that APF soldiers at lower levels,

Or “Jawaans” or “Followers”

As I had seen the rank in the quiz books,

Are trained, more than an army soldier of same rank,

For more duration,

Then that of army,

Being para-military,

Like that of SS of Nazi Germany,

Half-police and half-militery.

Even Indian Government has para-militery forces,

With different names,

To Nepal, and China as well.

I remember the time,

When famous pundit, “Narayan Pokhrel” was shot and killed,

By maoist rebels,

And once in morning while taking bath,

Under a coconut tree,

I too felt same,

Like as if I was gonna be shot.

Stupid thought.

And in childhood, I remember,

When I came to listen Shree Madh Bhagawata Saptaha Purana,

Or such, at Gauradaha Multiple Campus,

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Where the pundit Narayana Pokhrel was speaking,

And still I might had wondered,

On the shoes and sandals,

Which were arranged with numbers,

Like at Pashupatinaath Temple,

Which wondered me,

As in childhood,

Similar stall for taking care of Shoes and Sandals were made,

At that Purana,

When I had came with my grandmother.

Once I thought that,

I was being made to or would be enrolled in Nepal Army,

To leak their military trainings,

Or such,

Due to lens in my eyes,

As once I told,

Even Nepalese Army provides good training to their soldiers,

And talked as Roman Basnet said,

That some commando,

Or Personal Security Officers,

Were trained to use gun or rifle,

With possible accuracy,

By making hands attached to the shoulders,

And told that once he joked,

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With a army commando training passed fellow,

At Itahari Eastern Headquarters or such,

I forgot,

And on joking,

That fellow warned Roman, not to irritate him,

And Roman bluffed that,

Even he was army soldier,

And that commando fellow,

Hit a block,

In such a way that,

Only the block he hit got ruined to pieces,

Making a hole,

And remaining blocks,

Were as they were previous,

And Roman told,

He stopped irritating that fellow.

Nepalese Intelligences were once talking,

That they needed Junga Bahadur Rana,

Like I had bluffed,

That Nepal needed a dictator, for faster and rapid development,

But it was like bluff,

Like that of Army bluffs to make military government,

Which Intelligence officer from Nepal Army,

Denied at Teku,

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And I don’t know,

If I talked and Interrogater officer did cheered or not,

But Army Government leads to rape case,

As mostly seen from history.

But I remember,

When Maoists rebel killed the first I.G.P

Of new formed Armed Police Forces,

While on his morning walk,

Such was the country Nepal,

With talented tacticians in Militery, Para-Militery, Police as well as Rebels,

Indeed on observing,

It was tremendous plan that they made,

And intelligences were talking filmy,

About Bollywood movie, “Rang De Basanti”

Anish Karki, a batch senior fellow at our school Mount Everest,

Once talked,

That movies depicting with double-sided theme,

Or such story,

Mostly used to be nominated in Oscar Awards and such.

I remember the talks made by journalist Gajendra Dai,

That he said, “Don Chari” or Dinesh Adhikari was killed,

And later his body was thrown,

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And Nepal Police made it look like encounter,

And told that,

To kill “Don Chari”

Entire Police Force was united,

Despite of disputes among them,

And the dispute in the “Don Chari”

Was a dispute on a lady,

Between Police High Ranked Officer,

Probably named as Puskar or such,

And the “Don Chari”.

This too shows the relationship between the police and goons.

And “Don Chari” was said to be nearer to K.P.Sharma Oli,

And such Dons of other areas or of other names,

Are too nearer to some of politicians,

Even Deepak Manaanghe, once considered Don,

Intended to enter Politics,

To be white-washed,

Like Bijay Kumar Gacchadaar did,

After he killed a student leader at Biratnagar,

As I wrote in earlier poems.

Nabin Bhandari used to talk,

That during his fight at college,

That indeed troubled his academic study,

From a view or as he said,

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Once talked that,

He would call Deepak Managhe or Ganesh Lama,

And his opposite fellow of fight,

Would bring either Deepak or Ganesh,

Two among the Dons,

To have a war.

Though I don’t know the meaning of war,

I guess,

Either I bluffed or talked,

That the word “War” on examining,

Has broader and terrifying meaning,

And once Mailo Bhinaju talked about the statisticians report,

Or such logisticians report,

That in a full fledge war between India and China,

India would fight only for 21 minutes with China.

Thus the war, and much broader in examing,

Full-Fledge War, has meaning of nightmare,

Though are used commonly.

Nabin Bhandari once used to talk,

He had left eating apples, after the death of his friend,

Whom he intended to visit but couldn’t

And I don’t know,

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If he ate apples or not,

And true or not,

Once talking that he had waited,

To feed me apples and kill me,

Or watch my death,

Then leave eating apples.

More than that talk of apples,

Either it be “Adams-Apple” in neck,

Or in Nepali “Rudraghanti”,

Where once a good fellow intended to cut with cutter blade,

Or be the apple,

That sowed the seed of Trojan War,

Or the talk of 10 years life,

As like a threat,

Given to me, or I don’t know, whom was that threat intended,

Like the Trojan Walls,

Undefeated for 10 years,

Until the Trojan Horse did ruined,

Or was it related,

To my pathetic emails to Nepal Army,

Asking for help,

As well as talking about “Trojan Horse”

Or might the horse be of like flying horse or Unicorn,

Or might be Pegasus,

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Or a name of cool sports car,

I saw in the road of Nepal with the name,

Beginning from P,,

Those were just talks.

And I remember talking to Interrogater Aakash Adhikari,

That U.S.A. had sent Astronauts,

To impress me,

Probably it was my bad thought,

Where I didn’t went,

At Russian Cultural Centre, Kamalpokhari,

Due to my lazyness or because of my eye lens,

I don’t know.

And the talk of Astronaut,

I remember a lady astronaut’s video,

In International Space Station,

Where she talked fine,

About brushing teeth or such,

And wondered me,

When she talked about Laptops and Internet Connection,

At International Space Station,

Sort of like chatting to friends,

By staying in low gravity field,

Via the social networking sites on Internet,

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Peggy Whitson, or such of NASA, or such name, I forgot.

And I did talked,

That Astronauts, Space-Suits would cost much,

I forgot the amount,

But the trainings as once shown in videos,

Regarding the Zero-Gravity Test,

Or Rotation test for body,

Till a person does faint or feel buzzed,

Or being under water in swimming pool or such,

More than their training,

Or the talks of Astronauts,

That once I talked,

It would take 8 years to complete the training,

I don’t know,

If it was true or not,

As well as the talk,

That was written about Special Relativity,

Where the example did mentioned,

“That if a person travelling at a speed of light would travel for 5 years,

And returned back to earth,

Then the clock of astronaut would show only 10 years,

Whereas on Earth,

Hundreds of years might had been passed,

Depending upon how fast did the astronaut travelled close to the speed of light.”

I failed to cite the author,

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Who wrote this article,

As I just printed at random,.

And wrote my name and email,

On the top of article,

Probably my bad habit at childhood,

Like at the files as photographs,

Submitted for publication,

About First and Second World Wars.

I remember the talks of Drorna Acharya Sir,

While teaching science at school,

That if a certain mass does travels with the speed of light,

Then it would be automatically be converted into energy,

And to those,

Who were asking about the character “Lucy”,

From a Hollywood movie,

They can try to be lucy,

By travelling at speed of light,

And if they became lucy,

Then it would be great,

And if not,

Sometimes experiment, travelling or reading and studying,

Leads to fun.

In the Hollywood movie “Fury”

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Actor Brad Pitt is shown,

Killing a German Soldier, or para-militery S.S. or might even be police,

Who comes riding in a horse.

I don’t know,

If the Germans at that time,

Rode horses or not,

But once,

In Nepalese society,

During wedding mostly at Hilly Places,

Horses would be used,

Where the male would come/go galloping in the horse,

Or the topic of horse,

Was related from the movie,

“Jaane Tu/Tuh Yeh Jaane Naah”

I got confused.

Once lady friend Nikita Parajuli did talked,

Probably of name Birendra Shahi or such,

With good rank and profession.

Once a fellow came to police station at Teku,

And I suspected him to be either Birendra Shahi,

Or any person, coming in behalf of my lady friend,

Talking about Messages and mentioning,

That he had screenshots taken,

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For possible complains,

Sort of like vexing or irritating me,

Like my many people those days,

And after another person came,

He immediately got outside of the tent,

Of the department of cyber crime at Teku,

Tent mentioning either Chinese or Japanese Alpahbets,

I thought,

It was like a tent provided,

For the victims of earthquake of Nepal 2072.

I thought,

That fellow got outside of the tent,

As another fellow,

Whom I thought to be army person,

For having short and well trimmed hair,

As taught by Roman Basnet in his talks,

And even he used to trim his hair frequently.

And intelligences too were asking,

How to recognize army,

I don’t know,

Why they did like to troll,

Or to be trolled.

I thought that army fellow,

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Was in my support,

And other fellow got outside of the tent,

I was like he-man,

Thinking, another fellow got afraid of that army fellow,

And it indeed comforted me,

Thinking that Nepalese Army were helping me,

By coming infront of my eyes,

To show to lenses,

And later on, induced mental disorder,

That made me think,

That all short and well trimmed hair having persons were of army or Nepal Army.

Or military related,

Just to find, Interrrogater Aakash Adhikari,

Of Nepal Army Intelligence,

Had made fellow Uttam Dai from the days,

Of Computer Hardware Training,

As Police Officer or such,

True or not,

My lady friend did talked,

Thus in confusion,

Many things are written,

Or of whom, I used to did attendance,

To get money,

And indeed we got,

And after getting drunk vodka,

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Ruslan vodka of Nepal,

A famous vodka,

I drank such heavily,

Just to find myself sleeping at Uttam Dai’s house,

And my purse lost.

Even my purse lost had 6000 or such amount of money,

Provided like as grants,

For the civil-war victims,

By providing computer hardware training,

And in fact,

Talking shamelessly,

I went to that training,

Just to earn money,

About 7500,

As additional 500 too was given to us as travelling allowance.

But at that training,

I learned soldering/shouldering of electronic devices,

Though bunked or didn’t practiced.

That day, we got drunk at Damak,

Me, Ramesh (Friend at those training days) and Uttam Dai,

Then went to Urlabaari,

At some bank,

Probably Pathivara Development Bank or such,

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To talk about the Share of my Dad,

That he had invested for Sunrise Bank,

And stock broker,

That time a building at Kamaadi,

With the two entrances “X” and “Y”

I went and asked there as well.

But that day,

Being drunk,

I don’t know,

What did I talked to the lady receptionist,

Like a troll,

And Uttam Dai, took me outside,

Even my footsteps were hazy,

Like of random motion.

We did ate food or not,

I am confused,

But probably I was asking for local rakshi,

And sometimes walked,

Sometimes travelled in rickshaw,

And when I woke up,

Found at Uttam Dai’s house,

And had vomited a lot.

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Then I did Namaskaar to Uttam Dai’s parents,

Being drunk,

I don’t know,

What they thought of me,

And we came to get bus on highway,

Near to the Himalayan Goodrik Tea Garden or such,

Some vehicles came,

We intended to stop or ask for lift,

Probably due to being drunk or thinking as drunkards,

They didn’t stopped.

Then Uttam dai made a masterplan,

To ask for lift,

By carrying stones or rock in his hands,

And ;threatening to hit at an coming car,

From opposite direction,

Probably the car was of red colour or such, I forgot the colour.

The car came and stopped,

And few peoples from car got outside,

And begin to beat Uttam dai,

Calling was that the manner to stop the car,

Or ask for lift in the vehicle,

And being drunk and rambling,

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I intended to stop the fight,

Until another of them,

Provided me a nice punch,

Broking my glasses of spectacles,

And a piece of glass,

Got attached inside my eyes, probably left or right eye, I forgot,

And to intelligences when asked,

I replied,

I shouted, “Police”, and the people in those car got inside and drove away,

I don’t know,

What I bluffed to intelligences,

Neither I know,

Much about the fight,

But the fight was good fight, as I broke my spectacles too,

And was beaten much or not, I forgot.

Then asking for fair lift,

On the coming bus to Damak,

I got off the bus at Damak,

And I don’t know,

How I properly came to bus station,

As without spectacles,

I have difficulty to see.

After I stopped at Damak,

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By luck, I got the last bus to Gauradaha,

And thought,

Climbing on the roof of the bus,

Would make me fresh,

Of the hallucination,

By virtue of cold air,

As I was such drunk,

And the bus stopped around Petrol Pump or such,

The conductor made all the peoples from roof of the bus,

To get inside,

I don’t know, how many people were there,

On the roof of the bus,

But probably Pratap Dai or such I forgot his name,

Whether it was Pratap dai or someone,

Too was in the bus,

And I remember his talks,

On getting off at Damak,

Who exclaimed,

If I had came from party,

My dress had few stains of vomit,

Thus he might had judged me better.

On getting off the bus at Gauradaha,

Angel Bhujel came, brother of Eliza/Aliza,

Of whom I wrote about FANTA,

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I don’t know, what I talked,

But I went on,

And probably someone too came,

Like joking to me, or such,

The bus had stopped,

In front of the friend Manju Subedi’s shop/vegetarian hotel,

And I don’t know,

Who joked to me,

Or what did I talked,

Or even didn’t gave damn,

As Angel was saying later,

And on reaching our shop,

I got terrified,

As Mom did noticed me being drunk,

And I was smiling being drunk.

I saw apple in our shop,

Due to hunger ate that,

And sat quiet in the bench.

Then some of my bluffs began,

Mom said me to go home,

And I intended to get straight and walk,

And act like fresh and had just began to walk,

I got crashed on the bamboo pillar,

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Then Dad rode me to home on bike.

Due to grandfather, Dad didn’t spoke,

And I went and slept at bed.

I had thought, only Mom and Dad knew,

That I was drunk,

But later on Kalpana Aunty came with food,

And told me to bath,

For bathing would make me fresh,

I denied and slept.

Later on mom came,

And checked my pockets,

And found Tobacco-Packet,

And yelled at me,

And being drunk, I lied and replied,

That Tobacco-Packet was of grandfather,

That I found near to the door,

Of our house,

Probably mom did asked grandfather,

Or not,

I am confused,

But probably even grandfather might had called,

That tobacco-packet as his,

I was glad,

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Intelligences asked me the brand of name of that Tobacco-Packet,

Thanks to them,

It was “Golden” or such,

Like the character “Golden” of Bollywood movie “Wanted”

I don’t know.

What else other names of brand of different products,

That I failed to write,

I wonder, what did grandfather did with that packet of tobacco.

The next day,

I feared and felt ashamed to be infront of Dad,

Due to vomiting, excessive drinking,

And such,

I don’t know,

How many times I vomited.

Probably Shiva Mama or someone too had came,

And on asking about purse,

I told that,

I had lost somewhere,

I did talked or not, about that Purse,

Earlier that day,

As mom would be waiting,

For me to bring money,

At least would help in household works,

And I remember,

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Money being misused,

Even didn’t brought character certificate,

And enjoyed the money,

From Insurance and of Dad’s share Divident,

By bunking the college,

Such an immoral fellow I was.

Even Uttam Dai asked about my purse,

As I woke up or such,

And provided me 100 hundred rupees as bus fare.

Such was my plight.

Six Thousand Rupees, ATM of Dad, Mine,

And other things on purse,

Probably some documents of Dad or mine,

Or not, I am confused,

Was enjoyed by the person who found my purse.

And on going to Damak,

As Madan Uncle at Gauradaha,

Couldn’t pick out the piece of glass from eyes,

Dad asked me, where had I lost the purse,

And I bluffed him,

Being such moralless fellow,

That I had dropped purse,

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Near to or around Hanuman Temple or such at Damak,

Whereas Uttam Dai’s house was nearer to Urlabaari,

And even me and Dad,

Searched for the purse in the road,

On the bike,

But inside my mind,

I was sure, the purse lost almost kilometers away,

Hadn’t any hope,

To be found.

On visiting to Devkota’s eye clinic,

By Doctor Devkota,

A famous doctor in Damak for eyes,

And about whom,

I had bluffed to my lady friend Nikita Parajuli,

As being family doctor,

Like the form, that I once saw in diary,

Containing all the informations,

Like Solicior, Insurance Agent, Ambulance, Fire Brigade, and such,

A long list to be filled,

I bluffed mentioning family doctor,

Like in the movies,

Or trying to be westerners,

In fact,

Except eye hospital,

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I hadn’t visited hospital,

Or had visited to stay for patients,

Just to find,

At Dhulikhel Hospital,

I was like a mental patient,

On reaching the clinic,

Doctor Devkota showed me the piece of glass in eyes,

By his medical eyes showing equipment,

And picked out,

Lucky, I was, at least eyes were saved.

Though the purse,

Even I had forgotten.

And I remember,

Once Ankit- a batch senior fellow student at Sunrise,

And about whom,

I might had mentioned at earlier writings,

Was teaching me to swim,

By running or moving legs like of cycling,

I intended to do that,

But almost got drowned,

Until he picked me out of water,

At the dam near to Majuwa School,

Or near to the Sasuraali House of Narayan Baral Dai.

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That day, with Uttam Dai,

I got drunk, and got caught for the first time,

But later on, on going to Nabil Bank Damak,

With Dad,

I felt ashamed,

Probably because of the lost ATM card,

And remember,

Even Sandesh Mango had accounts at Nabil Bank,

And I told intelligences,

That I would use to make Ashok Thapa,

To handle accounts or money like things,

At bank or such,

Or we handled each other,

I don’t know,

Or might be just my own shameful talks.

“This and That has written confession on facebook pages,

This and this knows you,

This and this university knows you”

Were the talks of intelligences,

As well as the posts regarding “Daughter”

Mentioning,

The posts were for “Daughter”

And I don’t know,

Whom the intelligences labeled as “Daughter”

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Of their own fashion.

But I might had talked,

Getting in different universities to study different fields,

Of Physics, Mathematics, or the topic of interest,

But it was just talks,

Which then later came with the talks,

Of sexual mentality,

That this and this person had sexual intercourse,

And regarding the confession posts,

On facebook about sexual topics,

Even I did talked,

“Others were fucking, and I was reading confession posts”

Projwal Adhikari (Murkha)

As we used to tease him, as there were two Projwal Adhikari,

In our class,

One as Murkha and another as Gatte/Baadar,

Projwal Adhikari (Murkha) had big buttocks,

And boys use to tell,

That he didn’t had done masturbation,

Even while reading on secondary level of school,

And some were talking,

As if he had been champion on sexual intercourse,

True or not,

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I don’t know.

Uttam Dai did talked,

He had did Health Assistant,

Or such academic course,

Or of CMA or such,

And once talked about his medical case at Illam,

Or such remote areas,

And things, relating to pregnancy or such,

And how people used to hail him.

More than the talks as displayed,

On the Bollywood movie “Three Idiots”

Attending party for free,

Without invitation,

As even once I thought,

Of going to such party with friends,

Or the talks of monetary value,

As shown in the scene of wrist watch,

Where the actress was convinced,

To consider her fiance or friend,

As “Price-Tag”

That does shows a great mental picture.

I remember a religious story,

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Of Hiranya Kashyaplu-a mighty demon,

And his son Prahlaad,

Where Lord Bishnu on taking Nrishinga awataar,

Kills Hiranya Kashyapu,

When Pralaad tells god is everywhere,

Including the pillar,

And Nrishinga appears from pillar,

Kills HiranyaKashyapu,

Tearing the intestines or such,

Quite harsh may be,

Then the intestines of goats or he-goats,

As people or Nepalese do clean,

To have as food,

And even better during drinks.

I don’t know,

If intelligences became religious,

On thinking that the pole of the Sundari Chowk was like as pillar,

Of the story of Prahalaad, Hiranyakashyapu, and Nrishinga.

Another story of Jaalandhara,

Where Mahadeva/Shiva or alikes kill Jalaandhara,

By hitting his Trishul on his chest,

And the talk of chest,

Like the heart of the Flying Dutchmann,

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As displayed in the Hollywood movie,

“Pirates of the Carribean”

Did made the fancy talks.

But I remember,

Talking about director James Cameroon,

The director of Hollywood Movie “Awataar”

Like a sort of experiment, or such,

Or reality,

I don’t have any idea,

As I didn’t watched the movie proper,

Thus doesn’t intend to write on that topic,

But the movie “Titanic”

Directed by him, and the movie like a narration,

More than the sexual topic of arts or sketch,

Did portrayed a great theme,

Of love relationship,

Among rich and poor family or people.

As in childhood,

Rudra Bhattarai had said,

Few of friends, including ladies,

Had watched the movie “Titanic” at his home,

And I remember his sister named “Aasha”

Or such, reading with my sister Tulsa,

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At same batch.

I remember the talks,

Made by Ashok Thapa,

That if needed his friend Suman Khatri (Dulaal) would even

Call person who would,

Kill a person at the necessity of fight or such thing,

As well as the talk of Ashok Thapa,

That his sir Bishnu Gautama would stand for him,

Or even mine bluffs,

When I told friends,

That Aurash Tiwari had broke the key of lock of my room,

And Kattu was so furious,

Intending to call friends on bike,

And going to beat Aurash,

I did bluffed,

Even his friends had arrived with weapons,

Like of chains, sticks, hockey-sticks or such,

But wonder,

If hockey-stick is available to buy in Nepal or not.

And the talks of Aurash once,

That he had some friend,

Who could do fine smuggling of guns and brown sugar or heroine,

Beyond the border of Simra.

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Mahendra Dai once talked,

That he knew a Police Inspector or such,

With name “Surya”

Who would obey or take care of his things,

And his talk of Inspector “Chaang” or such,

I don’t know, If he fooled me or not.

And the talks of Supaari,

To kill a D.S.P. or even high ranked police officer,

As once told by friends,

Either Aurash, or Ashok,

And I talked about either to Ashok Thapa, Suman Khatri (Dulalal) or Aurash and Sandesh Mango,

In fact,

We had a talk,

At medicare junction, even Ishwor Tripaathi was being heated once,

I don’t know,

For which talks,

We used to be heated,

Discussing on the possible logical completion.

For good sum of money,

And talking to me,

Or I talked like a mediating broker.

It was that day,

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When me and Ashok Thapa,

On drinking cold drinks, for near to Manohara river,

At a hotel,

Where a fellow came,

And I was bluffing Ashok about Surface Tension,

Of liquid, or it’s pressure to the bottle,

Or like the upper meniscus and lower meniscus of layers,

Any liquid holds for a bottle,

That fellow did talked sharp,

And told he had passed Masters from Patan Multiple Campus,

But was unaware,

About the syllabus or curriculum of Central Department of Physics,

And that amazed me,

For I guess, syllabus of same university for same level,

Of degree, might be same,

And I was just reading in grade eleven.

I learned from Aurash,

As his elder brother told him,

That to read physics better, fine mathematical knowledge,

Is necessary,

And I bunked the class often.

After being caught for drunk,

With the help of Uttam Dai,

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I felt ashamed to stay at home,

Thus went to Kathmandu again,

Saying for Training,

Of Ethical Hacking at Islington College or such,

At Kamal Pokhari.

And on the first day,

Probably the teacher talked about different layers,

Of operating system or such,

Like OSI Layer and many other layers,

Then bunked or left the class,

Or didn’t attended the training.

Next day or such,

I went with mango at that training,

Of Ethical Hacking,

And we bunked together,

Instead of going to class to learn,

And I remember a story of Abel Laureate of Mathematics,

In most of the French Universities,

Searching for problems and such,

I too once thought like same,

But only thought,

And bunked the class,

And wonder, how does such insanity prevails in people,

For I have always failed,

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To be such insane,

But can do excellent acting,

Of being insane.

Sishnu- a popular plant,

Even is used as food for cooking,

On touching,

Provides sense like of electric shock,

And once, I had seen in Pahad,

Shown by someone.

Historical bluffs does include Sishnu

With warfare,

As when other troops intended to enter Nepal,

Via the jungles of Terai,

They were troubled by Sishnu,

And mosquitoes,

Mosquitoes induced malaria and swept like a plague,

Whereas Sishnu,

Trolled the troops,

Saying that Nepalese had fitted things like of electrical shock,

Or such things, even in plants,

I wonder,

If those troops,

Considered Nepal,

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As technologically advanced and developed country or not.

But King Prithivi Narayan Shah,

Had great thought,

That the soil of Kathmandu was fertile,

And was for agricultural purpose,

And the residence should be made on hills or hilly slopes,

And on attacking Kathmandu valley,

Despite after winning in third or such attempt,

Was such furious of the peoples of Kathmandu valley,

That he ordered his soldiers,

To chop the noses,

Of the peoples residing in Kathmandu valley,

Of that time,

And when the soldiers returned after chopping the noses,

Of people,

It weighted over 2 Dhaarnis or such,

I don’t know,

About the equivalency of Dhaarnis in Kilogram,

But wonder,

“Dhaarni na Bisauli, Dui haat le uchaali”

A Nepali riddle commonly known as “Gaau Khaane Katha”,

Like a sort of riddle of Sphinx, or a story of one sentence.

Probably meaning of providing water to sun or gods,

Early in the morning,

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Or not,

I couldn’t know it’s proper meaning.

I once praised C.O.A.S. General Rookmaangad Katuwal,

Probably,

All C.O.A.S. of Army are Generals too,

When he put garland of flower,

To the statue of King Prithivi Narayana Shah,

When the government was denying,

To give public holiday on the birth occasion of Shree 5 Bada Maharaaj Dhiraj King Prithivi Narayana Shah,

That’s his official name.

Nepal has lot of public holidays,

Like constitutional day,

Looktantra diwas, Ganatantra diwas,

Thus I guess,

Much more than that,

Prithivi Jayanti deserves more respect,

For the king,

Who ascended the throne at an early age of twenty,

And through battles,

Even defeating the muslim troops called from India,

By Malla kings of Kathmandu,

And looting their weapons, probably guns or such advanced weapons,

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Did great unification campaign,

A bravery in rare.

But once,

For allowing friend Kabir Rai to cheat,

By providing him my answer sheets in examination,

We got caught,

And Dikshya Bhatta,

Like she earlier had poured her confusion,

Regarding the energy tablets in class,

As I wrote in earlier writings,

Once again exclaimed to teacher Ganesh Karki,

Either to check handwriting or symbol number,

And I don’t know,

When for being caught at school,

My geometry box was taken,

And Deepak Poudel sir told,

“Yeslaai Sisnu Paani taato tel ma chobera hannu parcha”

In bad translation as,

“He should be beaten by the Shisnu plant by adding it to hot water or water, then again making it dipped in hot oil”

And I don’t know,

Much meaning about sisnu paani,

But Yadav Adhikari sir told in bad translation as,

“We should beat him, without putting Shishnu plant in water,

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Otherwise the shishnu plant would loose it’s shock like power or such”

And either for that cheating allowed to friend Kabir Rai,

Or some other time,

Deepak sir, had provided me fine lines in stage,

Or at the way, near to the office room,

And I remember had asked for geometry box,

Probably because,

He had hit me with stick in buttocks,

And I had geometry box in my back pocket.

And I remember,

Once it was phone call from Dad or Mom,

At the school,

And I went to talk,

And teachers were in the class,

And since,

I hadn’t talked to parents from school landline phone,

Or such,

I didn’t knew, how to talk infront of teachers,

And did “Namaste” on the telephone,

Probably the teachers thought me being classical.

I remember the talk on sleep-talking,

When I hit kick to Ashok Thapa,

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On remembering a religious story of the war between Kumara and Tarakashura,

And the talks of Interrogater Aakash,

About my academics,

Asking if I had failed or passed in examination,

I told him that.

I had few papers to give examination of Bachelor’s degree,

As well as few publications,

Though I didn’t talked or even he didn’t asked,

Or like the talks of co-author,

As the intelligences said,

Or the line spoken by Mahadeva/Shiva during Tripurashur War,

“To use his Rudra Tej or Energy or Power of his certain form to go to war,

And the gods feel like hypnotized”

I don’t know,

If the intelligences became more religious than me or not,

But studying religion is fun as well.

Once Ashok Thapa or someone did told,

Some debts from childhood was remaining,

And sometime told,

Not to kill him,

Thus I get confused in such topics,

And hope teacher might amend my mistakes,

Wherever necessary.

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And to the topics of intelligence,

Either they may consider as terrorist,

Or sleeper/cipher agent,

Or sleeper/cipher person,

Or spy,

Or Agent

Or even Supaari Killer,

Or anything they may want to think,

In fact, I have attempted to submit different photographs,

In the author photo of my books,

On thinking,

The intelligences won’t face any trouble,

If they think of making me wanted or terrorist,

More than the talk that arised,

About Osama Bin Laden,

That U.S.A, Intelligences,

Used to predict his face,

By experts face designer or such,

Even I have submitted photograph with varying dress.

And once intelligences believe me so seriously,

That they were asking,

If I could make sketch of persons,

That I had seen or considered as army or such peoples,

I don’t know,

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For citizen-ship or passport,

Has photo of many peoples.

And they can search there, whom they need,

Why to ask such questions, I get confused.

And some were saying,

I was hiding criminals or such,

In fact, I have written,

Many things even about crimes.

One fellow at the cafe of Bagbazzar,

The cafe where the tea costed only 10 rupees,

Though other contemporary shops used to cost 15 or such,

And by sitting in one of such shops,

I wrote my character certificate edited and printed,

By my own handwriting,

At first tried by Sign Pen,

Then thought the width of letters didn’t matched,

And then tried by Gel pen,

As once I frequently used to use Gel Pen during examination,

And even Signpen, to make answer sheet attractive,

But my teachers didn’t gave,

Any additional marks,

And that fellow at Bagbazzar once told,

His uncle was Lietutenant Colonel of Nepal Army,

But forgot what he talked.

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But despite of the fun,

Or whatever things in my writings,

Either of mentality,

Theology or religion or philosophy,

One of the important topics,

For any intelligences or nation,

As I wrote that,

They can learn from Nepal or Nepal’s history,

About the writing,

Entitled, “Ghar Jhagada”

Or “Conflicts within House”

Story about Bahadur Shah, and Rajendralaxmi Shah,

Or such,

I forgot the queen’s name at proper,

Son and daughter in law of King Prithivi Narayan Shah.

Bahadur Shah,

Completed the campaign ran by King Prithivi Narayan Shaah,

By unification of other areas,

And the story depicted an excellent theme,

That if house does have greater internal conflicts or conspiracy,

Then more than the threats of foreign invasion,

Or such talks,

It is too dangerous,

When the house itself has problem among the family members,

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Where each family members doesn’t believe among others,

And begin conspiracy,

Like house,

Even Nation doesn’t need more time to be ruined.

And I don’t know,

Someone was saying,

Either Nikita or someone,

Was intending to ruin my family,

And interrogator Aakash said,

She almost had succeeded,

And since I don’t have any ideas about such things,

I hope teachers might amend my mistakes.

And on the topic of honour,

To the literary fellows,

Or in general,

The people who did influence me,

Or my writings,

I don’t think,

It is necessary to keep in mind,

That what writer did write on what topic,

Because I guess,

More than the genre they wrote,

The words and the meanings,

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They intended to say,

Was much amazing as well as fascinating.

I don’t know,

If Laxmi Prasad Devkota,

Did wrote Gazal or not,

But he indeed wrote in different genres,

And his poem “Paagal” or “Lunatic”

Has influenced me,

At much,

Even I couldn’t understood the meaning of word “Padhmini”

That comes with the word “Helen” in the poem,

Helen being the beauty,

Of a rare in history, associated with Trojan War,

And “Padhmini” too was another beauty of rare in history,

As Bullet sir or someone did explained,

Though we students do insult our teachers.

Bhupi Sherchan, “Ghunme Mech Maathi Andho Maanche”

Or “Blind Man in Rolling/Chair with legs”

The title itself suggest more meaning,

Then the theme of administration or politics,

And his poem of identity,

As wrote in other writings,

And most importantly, “Ghantaghar”

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Or the poem “Clocktower”

That did ruined me.

And Dinesh Adhikari’s poem “Harka Bahadur”

Shaped my poetry,

By using the third person, as in English literature,

Like as the writers mention in their bio or vita,

Was such awesome,

That I even copied his lines,

In my Nepali poem “U Jadhya Ho”or “He is Drunkard”

As well as few lines from facebook news feeds,

Of different friends,

Though the status in facebook,

Too are considered as published,

And I don’t know,

How facebook does takes it,

Either academically,

Or just fun posts.

And as seen in history,

More than the topic of Helen,

Or Trojan War,

Or any war,

Ladies have played an important role.

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Some intelligences official

Asked me the way of personification,

About my poem “Downfall”

I mentioned it with explaining,

Like to that of rose.

And I find,

The literatures of literary fellow,

More troublesome,

Then the genre they wrote,

For each words they wrote,

And each pharase they penned

On their papers,

Was like saying “Oh! My God”,

As I mentioned earlier in fun.

Thus, intelligences were either kidding me,

Or I was kidding them,

Or we both kidded each other,

For had I been able to write such gloriously,

As such writers,

Then I wouldn’t write,

As If I am writing to fool,

By mentioning,

That I have fooled the intelligences frequently.

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I did talked,

Probably of the song,

“Baneko Cha Pahara Le……..Ma Jhukdai Najhukne Nepal Ko Chhoro”

Which on bad translation is as,

“My chest is build up by the hill type landscape……Never meant to bow towards other, I am the son of Nepal”

As Militery anthem or such,

And guessed,

If the music be played aloud,

In the Tundikhel area,

Then majority of the Nepalese would look or listen or keep that song in mind,

Who had listened or attempted to understand the song,

And I guessed,

The song would influence,

Much more than the Nepalese Anthem written by poet, “Byakul Mailo”

As pen name,

I forgot his real name,

But indeed the poem,

Though sounds like of short in verse and rhythm,

Naati Kaaji had to make three music,

To make it look perfect,

One of the musician of his class.

Thus I have debt to Gopal Yonjan as well,

But that doesn’t mean,

I am trying to popularize them,

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Or make attempt to make them famous,

It is because of such old folks,

Extraordianary talents,

That the generation of ours are able to learn something,

Either at literature, music or any fields of learning.

And more than the talks of diplomacy,

Or such things,

Or even having fun,

All I wrote,

Was an attempt to learn something,

Hoping for the development of nation,

As Nepal has been place of Scholars,

From ancient era,

Despite of warfares or politics,

And I don’t know,

If the ancient sages,

Would like their place of study,

To be in such condition or not.

Probably they too might be trolled,

If they find or know the condition of Nepal,

And interested folks in Junga Bahadur Rana,

Also might be interested to learn about Lakhan Thapa,

The first martyr of Nepal,

He too might had cursed or did spoken something to Junga Bahadur Rana,

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And similar such things did might occurred in history,

As I had read or learned,

But forgot,

What I read exactly.

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I went to study German Language class,

But bunked.

There the teacher once asked,

Those who knew,

At least a another language,

More than Nepali and English,

Would learn German or any other languages easily,

And I don’t know,

What other students replied,

But I shouted,

I knew or know,

Or had sound knowledge of Sanskrit Language,

Though, I don’t know.

Such was my plight.

And more than the topics

Whether German Language did evolved from Sanskrit or not,

I hope the language scientists might know better than me.

But once a journal from Germany,

With German name, I forgot,

Which in translation,

Had the meaning of Street Voices,

And had be accepting submission,

From South Asia or such,

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Accepting submission form,

Geographical location,

And two of my poems were submitted,

Which I published elsewhere,

As I am always on a rush towards publication,

And those poems were fine,

And were even mentioned to be translated in German,

And I took the name of that journal,

And bluffed to our teacher teaching German Language,

Mentioning that I had wrote letters to editors,

Or such documentation process,

And still failed to impress her,

The mam talked and taught nice,

Though her teaching style was unique and fast,

And student probably Ritik or someone,

Talked that the previous teacher was better or slow,

And even I thought,

The previous teacher would had taught better,

But had I not bunked the class,

It would be fine.

Also,

More than my talks or bluffs,

Among the Sanskrit texts,

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I got confused regarding the story of Swoostaani,

In the story of Goma Brahmani,

And the curse spelled to her,

By Bhikshyuk looked Mahadeva/Shiva or alikes,

As in earlier books,

The age of Goma Brahmandi,

While the curse spelled was of 7 years,

And new book mentions the age,

Of Goma Brahmadi to be of 10 years,

I hope despite of my frauds or cheatings,

I hope teachers might amend my mistakes,

Or the things for better learning.

And once intelligences were asking,

Probably when I talked,

My grandfather’s sister,

Whom we used to call Budi Didi,

And she use to pronounce Noodles or in Nepali Chhau-Chaau,

As Caau-caau,

Though such are common in Nepalese old people,

I remember,

Or might had written in earlier poems as well,

That due to child marriage system,

Prevailed at her time,

She was married at early age of seven or such,

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And losed her husband at the age of ten or eleven.

And intelligences were so much religious than me,

That I guessed,

They talked,

As if considering, Budi-Didi as the Goma Brahmadi,

Of the story of Swoostaani.

I don’t know,

How to mention such topics,

But it might be character-phobia,

Or Story-phobia in terms of talking in medical language,

And I always felt lazy,

Even to read biology,

And was troubled,

At the entrance preparation for high school,

At Ozone Institute Bagbazaar,

When the mam teaching biology,

Created confusion,

In pronouncing fungi, as fun-gi, or fun-gy,

And probably had made us to write,

A list of long names,

And the branch of medical topics,

Having each individual name,

Like that of phobia,

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I wonder,

How biology students would read,

And it makes me much wonder,

And I rely on the troll post,

Of what physicist thinks of biology,

On showing the picture of bird,

Where the physicist observe,

Only bird,

In all the body parts of bird,

Though biology studies the separate body parts,

Like head, tail, body, and such,

And probability,

Only studies about head and tail,

Or the possibility,

And I don’t what is the meaning of birds,

The intelligences searched,

But hope they might search themselves,

As per their mentality or dictionary, or literature.

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