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Through an Immigrant’s Eyes – Living in America

January 28, 2017

Growing up illegal meant a lot of things for me. It meant that I wouldn’t grow up by my dad in a country I had known as home for the first 5 years of my life, it meant that I would have to watch over my little ...

Time and Heart

kundanpaudel

January 12, 2017

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It has been more than two years since I last saw you. I don't know what kind of person you have grown into. All I can do is open your profile and skim through the changes in your life that I couldn't be a part ...

Retrospect: On courage and the day it became my friend

pratakshya

December 6, 2016

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"What do you think you were doing?" You ask yourself. “I don’t know. I wasn’t being myself!” You answer for yourself. I was scared, and then I did this thing that I was sure was going to kill me. But it didn'...

The American Dream – from this end of election day

pratakshya

November 7, 2016

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Election day is approaching! The other day, I was waiting for a bus when a man stood next to me and lit a cigarette. We were both standing under a large, glaring sign that asked people not to smoke in the area...

Boxes & Dots

WolvesOfWords

September 15, 2016

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For a long time or as long as I can remember, I was caved in, unable to comprehend how this world works, how society works, how people could relate to or get along with each other. Things like dancing, singing ...

Spare Me From The Lies

kundanpaudel

September 10, 2016

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Spare Me From The Lies Is it just not redundant to love and not nurture? Using emotions with some sweet talks, Making me lay awake at night; anxious and with pounding heart, While making drunk calls to ot...

Old Car: A Piece of History

dshimkhada

September 9, 2016

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Old Car: A Piece of History A well-ridden bike or a well-driven car has its own history. Each of them leaves its own mark behind. For example, my old SUV (Nissan—Pathfinder) just turned 19. It has over one h...

What football taught me about loyalty

abish

September 6, 2016

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This need, this greed, this feeling of remorse that I could have taken a better decision has haunted me more than anything else. I put myself under this circumstances. I made a decision and now I see what it wo...

The born gamer

abish

August 26, 2016

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The born gamer Sometimes I think I’m worthless; at other times, I think I’ve got so much to offer. I have a dream and it’s big. Grand Theft Auto Just when I thought I was useless, I walked into a cyber...

Your Chicken Soup of Life & Happiness

WolvesOfWords

August 14, 2016

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So a few days ago, I and three of my friends went to try a new restaurant. It was a busy Chinese themed place having a scent of sandalwood, red silk curtains, comfortable couches, lights with red paper covers a...

A journey from Nepal to China, and lessons in between

Mayush

August 2, 2016

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In Nepal, student life had always been about carrying heavy books and mugging every text from the textbook. The chubbier your bag, broader your mind. But those memories often got misplaced like the notebooks in...

I love the Color Gray

Yashree Shrestha

July 3, 2016

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I love the color gray. Now don’t go assuming things. No character or series made me like gray, I’ve just always liked gray like I’ve always liked stepping on crunchy dry leaves and smelling new books. Nobody...

What we write we feel and what we really feel

rasuneupane

June 17, 2016

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Before writing anything, every writer tries to make the writing meaningful and make it more of what they feel about something they write or what they feel about the writing itself. I think that writing somethin...

Lying to yourself

raktakali

June 15, 2016

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I take small sips from a bottle of Perrier, or Evian- it doesn’t matter; the point is, I sip on privilege. I am a feminist, one so radical that sometimes, I want to burn my bra and I would, if not for my saggy ...

Give me words. I’ll give you nothing.

pratakshya

June 11, 2016

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Right here. This is where life shuts down so you can hear it sing. Do you hear the absolute? Do you feel it tingling your bones? It is you. It is everything that went wrong. Everything that didn’t happen. Every...

How to be a (feminist) warrior without actually going to war

10 MOST INSPIRING QUOTES ABOUT MOTHER

Invisibility of Menstruation in Nepal- Powerful Photo Series

Breaking The Vicious Cycle Of Poverty & Malnutrition With SOCHAI

Launch of Ruby Cups and Menstrupedia: A Period Revolution

Taekwondo Girl: Soni Khadka

Dedicating my Shivaratri to the women!

Through an Immigrant’s Eyes – Living in America

Time and Heart

Retrospect: On courage and the day it became my friend

The American Dream – from this end of election day

Boxes & Dots

Spare Me From The Lies

Old Car: A Piece of History

What football taught me about loyalty

The born gamer

Your Chicken Soup of Life & Happiness

A journey from Nepal to China, and lessons in between

I love the Color Gray

What we write we feel and what we really feel

Lying to yourself

Give me words. I’ll give you nothing.