Maybe Venezuela’s famous more for its leftist anti-US president Hugo Chavez and lately also for the cheapest- in- the- world petroleum price, a meagre 9 cent for a gallon, for its people.
This Angel Falls, world’s tallest waterfall for its uninterrupted plunge at more than 900m, and the accompanying Tepuis, also called ‘table top mountains’ for their shape, in Venezuela is probably one of the few most awe-inspiring natural wonders on planet earth. Visiting this wonder is a far off thing for me but for now picture itself is enough to feel the vibe and grandiosity of it.
(Angel Falls in Venezuela. Picture taken from http://wonderfulworldreview.blogspot.com and some infos are borrowed from elsewhere on the web.)
तिहार शुरु भईसकेको छ . सबैमा तिहारको शुभकामना !!!
Kishore Nepal of Nagarik Daily thinks he’s been doing a decent job as editor-in-chief of raunchy weekly Shukrabar? Maybe this poor little old man might have read one or two of Playboy magazines in his youth and perhaps had jerked off too while drooling over the pictures of women in the buff. So he wanted a Nepali version of it. Maybe even more.
Kishore Nepal’s dirty tabloid Shukrabar is what demonstrates the sign of degeneration of Nepali media and society altogether. Go grab it from the nearby kiosk and you cannot help but acknowledge that it’s not only raunchy, but far dirtier than any men’s magazine is possible such as Playboy. No monitoring, no censorship. It’s an etiquette that breast nipples are not shown in nude pictures unless otherwise. Shukrabar is neither a R-rated tabloid nor a magazine like Playboy, yet it’s been churning out such pictures even without nipples obscured. Why’re the fucking Information Ministry and other regulatory bodies condoning such vulgarity in media?! Poor we, we ourselves are happy wallowing in the decadence of our degenerated mind and society.
I sleep for not more than four hours. When one is riddled with problems, a good night sleep becomes a far off thing. It’s said, an adult must sleep at least for 6 hours. But it’s been a long while I’m short on that minimum regimen. No problem.
UTL was the best. In fact, it still is. But it couldn’t cater no more to my growing appetite for faster Internet. So had to opt for some other ISP and eventually ended up with 2mbps line from Gandaki Communication, previously Fewa Net, the oldest ISP in Pokhara.
Money matters but speed is always alluring.
Dashain has arrived. Happy Dashain to all!!!
Kiran, CP Gajurels, Vipluv etc. perhaps were true to label Bhattarai a revisionist, pseudo-commie.
This picture was taken during Baburam Bhattarai’s New York visit last year for the annual UN General Assembly meeting and was later made public on his return home. This picture was made public with such alacrity and excitement from his private secretariat that as though Bhattarai had accomplished something great, as if he’d achieved a ‘remarkable feat’ by aligning with the Obamas and he wanted to show it off to his countrymen.
Commies hate America and its establishments. Actually a sort of war is in place against America and other capitalist bullies from the communist front since long. As a communist leader, Bhattarai shouldn’t have taken pride on picturing with the Obamas. Everyone knows, the world is getting more dangerous, insecure mostly because of America and the wars it started.
Well, as a visiting leader, he could meet the Obamas but it’s really not necessary to publish the photo of him standing next to a man who’s responsible for hundreds of thousands of death in Iraq, Afghanistan and elsewhere with utmost priority and alacrity. It hurts us. It hurts the pride of every peace, justice loving Nepali.
This picture is an indication of Bhattarai’s false profession to communism. He tarnished his image himself further with this pathetic show. With Nepali national flag not present, this picture indicates his clear submission to imperialist American leader.
There’s a large shrubbery next to where I’m currently residing. A lot of small birds like robins, swallows, sparrows etc. had made it their home. They would chirp, cavort and skitter around all the time. Sitting near the shrubbery and hearing those little critters tweeter and move playfully around would get anyone delighted. I always felt heavenly pleasure to see them.
But those happy moments were only ephemeral. The poor little critters lost their beloved home and I lost a large chunk of my happiness. One day, a monster, yes a biped, cleared all those shrubs and bushes. I don’t know what prompted the animal to cut down those small trees. The shrubbery was not large enough so that the land it covered could’ve been cultivated. It’s just a whim on which that animal cut it down. Nothing else.
Now the shrubbery’s gone, I don’t know where those birds left for but I’m hurtful to watch them leave and not come back to their old abode.
Greenery, either trees or shrubbery, is rapidly vanishing from either cities, urban areas or small villages and the countryside thus endangering the survival of critters other than fucking two-footed animal. I completely believe on the Hinduism’s idea of Kalyug. It’s been said that out of the total age of Kalyug i.e. 10,000 years, only half, approx. 5,000 years has passed. But the signs of degeneration of humanity is already evident and it’s only getting more corrupt and serious.
When is my birthday? It’s on Bhadra 11 but I need to be reminded of it by someone else before I know ‘yes, today’s the day I first saw the world some 29 years back’. Stupid? Maybe, but I’ve been more than happy to remain oblivious to and instead be reminded of it by someone else!
Yeah, She is the one who’ve been reminding me the day and inspiring me to pay attention to one of the greatest days in my life. But, it’s really bad of me that I’ve not yet been truly honest on doing justice to Her wholesome suggestion.
But, last year, upon her prod (to celebrate the day), I’d dined out with a small posse of my friends as a celebration to my 28th birthday.
This morning too I was as unaware of Bhadra 11 as I used to be. I only knew it only when She called, texted and wished me Happy Birthday. She’s a wonderful girl, very loving and caring. Shame on me, I forget my own birthday.
For all these years after we hooked up, She’s been zooming in on my birthday every year with great ardour and zeal. She’s beautiful both inside and out!
Thanks, gratitude and love to Her.