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From James Baldwin's "Stranger in a Village" ; "People who shut their eyes to reality simply invite their own destruction, and anyone who insists on remaining in a state of innocence long after that innocence is dead turns himself into a monster." As the story goes, I understand it is about a clash of cultures, a clash that probably let those cultures meet; the black and the white one, American-made. I see those ideas that underlie there everywhere around me as well, maybe in different terms. I do not understand my own culture deep enough to talk about it, but I do feel there is a necessity of un-reality that surrounds it. By un-reality, I mean a way of seeing things that are a tad different than the way things actually are. Nepalis are an optimistic bunch; most of us believe fate will play its role and good will come out of everything—a far stretch from the reality that we live in. We're not chained down or enslaved physically but mentally. I feel the uneas...

 Marriages, the ones that are fixed in Nepal. Well, they're different I and a woman I haven't met before are to see if things can work out for us. Atleast that's how arrange marriages go about. I'm thinking the same for myself as well. In fact dad has a idea in his mind. Lets see how things work out, I'm also looking to find a partner and what better way than for my family to select who they may like. You gotta give shout out to the people that love you all the way, even at times when you necessarily don't love yourself. I guess that's how I can take a measure of sorts, so I want to meet her, the one my pops thinks is good for me. If things work out, she'll be the reason for all my being. And I know I will give it all I can. I don't have a exact criteria to as who shall be chosen or who shall choose me, but if we both can work things out, We might just make it happily over the river, that's life.  

Work has been going well. I’ve had the chance to meet some truly interesting people—new faces in unfamiliar places. One colleague, in particular, surprised me. Her calm demeanor at work always gave the impression of someone who preferred the quiet comfort of idleness. But yesterday, I caught a glimpse of something entirely different. Beneath that composed surface lies a fierce personality—a spirit both adventurous and poetic. I hadn’t seen that side of her before. She always seemed steady, almost detached, but now I see a depth forged by resilience. Her strength is palpable, the kind born from enduring life’s trials, though she carries it with an effortless grace. What more could be said about a poet that the world hasn’t already tried to express? Yet, I’m reminded that appearances are often deceiving; what we see is rarely the whole story. It’s heartening to know someone so creative and layered is part of our team. In her, there’s inspiration—a quiet reminder that there’s always more ...

I want to talk about an opportunity—an opportunity I’ve found in this job. Yes, it’s a 10-6 routine, but the trust I’ve received from the company goes beyond the usual. They’ve entrusted me with key responsibilities like the hiring process, procurement, and several important projects—tasks I genuinely want to take ownership of. Beyond work itself, there’s the travel. I’ve been traveling across Nepal frequently, which has been refreshing. And at the end of this week, I’m heading to Bangladesh for a few days. The perks? No complaints there. Of course, the weight of these responsibilities might strain my personal relationships, but that’s a price I’m willing to pay to support my family. Speaking of personal life, the topic of marriage has been coming up a lot. I’ve been giving it some thought, and honestly, I think it’s time. If you’re reading this from Nepal, you probably understand what an arranged marriage entails. If not, well—you might want to Google it.

 There is room for improvement and I have to definitely head towards that room, I've been strutting about and relaxing ever since I got the job but that has also made me careless with my money. My money goes away in the blink of an eye and how do you change that ? Growing up I was taught only one thing about money and that was that you have to save it, I don't believe that strongheartedly. To change this I need to invest it in something that is rewarding either financially or socially and now it doesn't go towards either of those things. There are health goals that I want to keep up to and change a few aspects of my lifestyle because I go hard on things that are toxic to me and I've always been about the talk, I need to walk the walk as well.  

 there are things to be said about my friends and lovers, but whom I've loved the most is still far away from me. As she has always been. I cannot fathom the depth of my love for her but to express them to her isn't something i have done. In that, I've been a coward, even though those people of my life might not call it that. I've been fool-hardy, if anything. There is no way I can get away with all these words, if she were the one to see it, but hopefully it will elude her altogether. 

The festivities have come and gone, and I find myself back at home, soaking up the morning sun. The work routine is settling in, with the usual 10-to-6 schedule becoming more familiar by the day. This time around, though, things feel different. I’m learning new skills and approaches compared to my last tenure here. I’m putting more energy into networking with the right people, tackling crucial tasks, and savoring the process along the way. One challenge that stands out is managing my income effectively. I’m determined not to let my money sit idle this time. Financial management will be essential, so I plan to dig into some straightforward money management books. If any of them resonate with me, I’ll share a review here. This step feels necessary, not only to handle personal expenses but also to navigate my work-related finances more smoothly. Work travel has kept me on the move—it’s both invigorating and a bit exhausting. As one month wrapped up, I now find myself in the thick of the s...

 You gotta keep hammering the stuff, the day you're out of the loop, you might as well be out of the game. That's  how we play it, we play it close to the minute, even the second. That is how we choose to live. But what is that all about, I barely understand. I am trying my best to play the game by the day, by the minute, but as soon as I close in to something, it blows into something entirely different. How can you catch something that isn't. Right now, I'm hoping for a good word, a good emotion, a good response from the people I did not care about a month ago. That is how it runs, something that was is already a matter of the past that you keep on clinging to, something that never would have been has become what you think about all the time. That is how we are built, well atleast me. I can't say about everyone, I get a feeling that I can but as soon as the words pour out, all I can write about is me. Right now, I'm having the time of my life writing down whate...

Comparison is the thief of joy. At least, that's how it has been for most of my life. If you knew my folks, you'd understand—growing up, it was always about who scored better in exams: me or my friends. This instilled in me the belief that I had to compete and compare myself with others to earn the love I deserved. It's not their fault; I was their first child, and many other parents in our society acted the same way. But this constant comparison of everything you do and have with someone else stifles your satisfaction. What years of reading self-help books and incredible fiction has taught me is that even the great people who led the world were once trapped in this same mindset. So what changed for them? Most of them started competing with themselves—comparing who they were yesterday with who they are today, and with who they want to become tomorrow. This is one powerful way to transform your life, and I am working on putting it into practice. I still catch myself comparin...

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...