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I often get homesick, and for the past week, I’ve been traveling all over. The place I’m staying, Hotel Makalu Birgunj, has been a good refuge. The staff treat you well, and I was shielded from the floods and rains of the past few days in the comfort of my hotel room. The heavy rain affected the entire nation, with many homes destroyed by floods. My home, Kathmandu, wasn’t spared either. While our place wasn’t flooded, the surrounding areas were devastated by the Bagmati River that flows nearby. It’s hard not to think that this will only get worse in the future. Starting today, there are warnings of extreme heat in many parts of the country. The easy culprit is Climate Change, but that’s just the symptom. The real cause, and solution, lies with us—humans. In times of disaster, we often see the best of our nature. Just yesterday, a stranger dove into a flooded river to save people he had never met, while rescue personnel worked tirelessly. Yet, this spirit of helpfulness often appears o...

For the past couple of weeks, I’ve journeyed from the heights of Lukla to the vast plains of the Tarai, and I’m currently writing this from Birgunj. Life has taken an interesting turn as I’ve started working full-time with Jaleshwor Dai at his office. This new direction has opened up a world of travel opportunities. Earlier this week, I was in Pokhara for work, and now I’ve landed in Birgunj. As I travel and grow through this work, I plan to write regularly about my experiences. I’ll be staying here for a few more days, visiting a few temples and sampling the local foods Birgunj is famous for. For the past year and a half, I worked freelance, juggling sporadic projects in design and IT, while also tutoring a few students. The decision to take on a full-time job was driven by my desire for more stability—both in my personal life and career. Financially, I’m aiming to save a bit here and there to support my family more consistently. Beyond that, I’m certain this experience will help me g...

A few days ago, I went to my college to meet two of my friends. Two of us were there to discuss our master’s thesis and what to do about it. While saying our goodbyes for the day, we met our thesis advisor on his way out. We stayed for a few minutes to chat with him. Another teacher of mine from my bachelor’s days at the same college happened to pass by, and I greeted him with a namaste. I was reminded of my music studies with him as my subject teacher for two years. Rabin Sir had now become the assistant campus chief. From my experience under his tutelage, I knew that he would have loved to start a Master’s in Classical Music course at the institute. Often when I met him at college, we would talk about introducing the subject and the obstacles they had to overcome as administrators. I was enthusiastic to learn more from him and others in that academic environment. Soft-spoken and gentle-spirited, I greeted him as he was leaving the college that day. Today, while I logged onto Facebook...