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The Coffee House Revival ( Excavating Freedom )

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The Coffee House Revival ( · 1W ago

पारिजातको शिरीषको फूल सम्झेर

मन्द-मन्द चलिरहेछ हावा स्पर्श गर्दै निर्धक्क शिरीषको रुखमा फुलेकी सकमबरीलाई एक झोंक्कामै भुइँमा झर्ने सत्य स्वीकारे पनि थामिन सक्दैन सुयोगवीर सकमबरी छे नै यति मनमोहक कसरी रहोस् सुयोगवीर तटस्थ ? हरेक वर्ष सकमबरी शिरीषको रुखभरि फुलाउँछे सुयोगवीरका सपनाहरु स्तब्ध पार्दै सुयोगवीरलाई पर्लक्क पल्टिदिन्छे
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The Coffee House Revival ( · 4W ago

Old weak stick

Handful of time fled away Leaving a wrinkled body and a soul at unrest Eyes are shrinking and vision dimming Legs are weak now, needs a stick. “Don’t worry, our son will be it”, Proud me always said. But where is he, when my feet are trembling? A dead wife. An alive son. But have [...]
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The Coffee House Revival ( · 1M ago

The Photographer

Published on April 15, 2012  in “The Kathmandu Post” - I have never seen a camera as big as the one he has in his hands in these seventy five years of my life. He is young, well-built and smiles continually as he clicks away at his big camera; its lens pointed towards me. I [...]
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The Coffee House Revival ( · 1M ago

~~~Parasmani

Parasmani ~ the touch of yours turns iron into gold or anything into gold ~ how can I not chose to turn into gold for the single touch of yours?  Here we are again~ the bank of Sunkoshi welcomes us. You can call me “Sunkeshari” today ~ the eternal princess, as the golden rays of [...]
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The Coffee House Revival ( · 1M ago

Sunkeshari

In the eternally flowing river of love-  the Sunkoshi I dip myself in and Get transformed into the Eternal Sunkeshari Rani -the golden hair queen While I play with the flowing Sunkoshi, Sunkoshi plays with my hair, body and soul I lose the lock of my golden hair The lock of my golden hair flows [...
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The Coffee House Revival ( · 2M ago

In the bank of Bhotekoshi ..

The dimming eyes and shrinking face, Cheeks you have touched, Do you remember how rosy they were ? You promised me To bring home the golden earrings, That would light up my face, And end all our miseries While you had left me here in the bank of Koshi, And set off to the “Bhot” [...]
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The Coffee House Revival ( · 2M ago

Walkers- II

Yesterday was mystical, today is real. The fantastic world is dimmed now and it seems foggy. The walk is over and moments are always eternal. While, I start reminiscing the walk it gives a chill in my bones. Why we were talking in silence that day?  Somebody had told me silence speaks more than word
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The Coffee House Revival ( · 3M ago

Inbox(6)

Sathi .. But I still wait for you to reply without even knowing whether you have been receiving or not receiving those previous mails. So many things make me fused up, things are not as they used to be, people are not as they used to be, change is inevitable my dear but something underneath [...]
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The Coffee House Revival ( · 3M ago

Walkers

A wind passing through us was separating us, we were burning inside with a fire so hot ~in the darkest night on earth. We walked through the pines ( may not be pines) , in between a nicely paved road which was now being cooled with the serene moon light. Thousands of feet must had [...]
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The Coffee House Revival ( · 4M ago

The Shade

The leafy tree at Lumbini Reminded me of you~ You were absent there and I was so alone ~ Hold on While sitting under it ~ The shade of your love was overshadowed by tree.. Filed under: Sweta's Monologue Tagged: Loneliness
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