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“ए ठुल्या,"भनेर बोलाउदा " होइ" भनेर खिसिक्क हासिन् बुढिमाऊ। “आइजो बस्,कहिले आईश त कान्छा?” “हिजै आको ,असार गर्न पर्यो नि ।तिम्रा हिला पस्यौ?” “हाम्रो कति नै छ र,ठुला कान्छा सग परेलि लगा छ ,एक हल चाहि बेसाएर रोप्न पर्ला।” यति भन्दै भित्र पसिन।हाम्रि हजुरआमा कि साथि थिइन,ठुलिआमालाई सहजिकरणले ठुल्या बनाको थियो।ठुलिआमाको अनुहारले छुट्टै दर्दनाहट झल्काउथ्यो।76 बर्सको त्यो अनुहार चाउरिएर मुजा परेका थिए,आधा मात्रै बचेका कपाल सबै फुलेर सेतै थिए,कानका मु्द्रिले लोति तुरलुङ्ग पारेका थिए,अौशि पुर्ने कुर्नु पर्थ्यो ती हासेर बचेका दुई चार वटा दात देख्न।बिधवा भएर पनि होला कुनै रङ देखिन्थेन उनको अनुहारमा।।सुतिको फरिया प्राय एउटै हुन्थयो उनको,फेर्नलाइ अरु थिएनन् होला पनि।भित्रबाट स्टिलको गिलास र ठेउको(चकटि)बोकेर आइन। “ला,तातो दूध पि।दिनभर बाउसे गर्ने मान्छे आत दह्रो हुन पर्छ।” ठेउको तानेर बसे पिढिमा।स्याखु आोढेर आएको थिए पालिमा झुन्डाए।झरि परिरहेको थियो ,मकै झ्याम्मिएर एसै घरहरु छेकिन्थे,दिनभरको थकान त्यमाथि ठुलिआमाको त्यो जिन्दगिले पिल्सिएर निराशाको डिलमा पुर्याएको अनुहार।मनमा छुट्टै न

(Federal medical and dental college,Islamabad,G-8,street 32) With  lots of fear and distortion inside, still i managed to smile at him and introduced myself, “myself pradeep from nepal,i am here from SAARC quota.” i was  confused to approach for handshake and obiously scared for “namaste” greeting. “haider,haider hassan from karachi nice to meet you,i guess we are roommates now.”he greeted.  That was unexpected.haider was tall ,white,handsome enough to attract anyone,Muslim obiously and polite unexpectedly.  I came to pakistan  for my bachelor's,i never let ambition of being doctor to escape out of my mind and that ambition dragged me to pakistan.but i was really scared to be here, i have been only  seeing  muslim in movies and and i dont know why they always got antagonism prototype .still pakistan was not that deserted as i had imagined,and furthermore i was in Islamabad so i saw alot of prosperity than there was in actual pakistan. Haider was my roomate and he was taller than an

सुर्य दिन भर रिसाएर भर्खर सेलाएर पहेला हुन लागेका थिए।हामी हिडेको 10 घन्टा भैसकेको थियो,हिमान्सि त झन थाकेर लखतरान परेकि थि,उसको कपाल पसिनाले भिजेर गालामा टासिन लागेका थिए।बिछट्टै राम्रि थेखिइ सेतो अनुहारमा रगतको तेजले गाला राता हुँदै गर्दा, अझ हावाले कपाल हल्का उडाइदिदा,गोला आखा ठुला पार्दै चिल्ला अोठ खोलेर सेता दात देखाएर मुसुक्क हास्दा साच्चै नै परि देखिइ ऊ। मेरै नजिक आएर तन्किदै अगालो हाल्न खोजि सकि नसकि। “oh god,म त यहाँ भन्दा बडि हिड्न सक्दिन है”लामो खोइरा तान्दै ऊसले भनि। “अनि trek पनि गाडिमा सुतेर हिड्छ्यौ त गुन्द्रुके।”मैले पनि प्यारो पार्दै उसलाइ जिस्काए। तीन बर्स भैसकेको थियो हामी भेट भएको काठमान्डू मा कलेज पढ्दा देखि।ऊसका बुवा आर्मिका जर्नेल थिए,उसका हजुर बुवा हरु त झन् राणाहरुको निकै नजिक थिए रे।एकचोटि गएको थिए उसको घर ,नेपाल को ईतिहास देखेर आए बाबै। “नजिकै छ रे के गाउ,होमस्टेमा मैले खवर गरिसक्या छु।” उसको हात समातेर घिच्याए उसलाइ।सकिनसकि उ पनि हिडि।डाडाको चौतारोमा पुग्यौ,ठुला ठुला छपनि अोछ्याएर,वर र पिपल सगै नारिएर बसेका थिए।लाग्दै थियो वरको धृणतामा पिपल अगालिएकि छिन,हेर्

(On the rooftop of a hotel,) it was a bright ,late dawn .the moon had been powering the enormous  mountains  to gloom.the stars were elegant too, still my eyes weren't off the mountains.it was chilling cold but the vibe was worth enduring it.We had planned the trip for so long and finally we made it .we made a wonderful trip from pokhara to ghandruk and finally to ghorepani.i wanted to have a fresh air so i moved up to the rooftop alone .i took out a ciggrette , and lit it , it brought enourmous heat with it into my lungs. "Had  that mountain been always that beautiful or it had been waiting for me??"  a sweet voice crawled to me as if it was talking to itself.i turned back,still my hood was covering my face. "Had you been this beautiful always or you had been waiting for me"  i answered ironically which was enough to grab her attention.she gave a fierce look at first ,i felt guilty and was about apologize, “well it cant be impossible,if i want” Now she smiled a