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Never believe in reaching a Destination , but always keep adding Milestones to your life ,,, until you whisper with your last breath.

Many a times Love is just like a Fragile Net , supported by misinterpreted emotions and false commitments. Interprete your love and calculate your commitments wisely.

O my dear, what is wrong with me? For, you are not speaking to me. Please and please speak something to me, Don't you know silence is a hatred to me. Charge me, scold me, slap me and do anything, But your silence is always stinging. Please speak something and anything, As our love is not a plaything. The echo of silence is beating my heart hard, Do you think I am having marks on my card. The other side of the grass is not so green, I heard, For this cause I may lose you, which I had never feared. I can make my way through broken glass, But what is the sense of your silence I ask. I can stay on fire from dawn to dusk, But why are you screaming silence, I again ask. I fear you are thinking the other way, Mind you, dear, dreams and reality are far away. But you are sure to face it one day, But being silent you will never get a way. All Rights Reserved: Roshan Upadhyay

This Post Originally Compiled for Tikijhya The Festival Fagu Purnima or Holi – The Festival of Colors, is one of the most colorful and playful festivals of Nepal. It is celebrated with great pomp and gaiety. The celebration is marked for a special day in which the entire country gets involved in Abir (special color) and get drenched in the colored water. Celebrations are of marked importance at Terai , the low lying plains in Nepal, where families and friends get together and celebrate the occasion with a lot of merry making. Normally this festival is celebrated around February-March on the day of Full Moon Night, and hence the name Fagu Purnima (Full Moon night of the month of Falgun as per the Nepali calendar). One interesting fact in Nepal is that Holi is celebrated ranging in 2 days, the first day celebrated in the hills and mid Nepal, and the next day celebrated in Terai region. The reason for this will be dealt in the legends section of this write up. The Legends There...

If you are irritated don't go on saying "What the F***"? with those asterisks. Better go and get a dictionary (an urban one), scan it, find all 4 letter words starting with this syllable, and choose the best.

(A Poem, is it??, written way back in early 2002. In fact I compiled this in 15 minutes flat, on top of the content provide by my friend Pritam Shrestha, now in British Gurkha. He wanted to submit a poem on 'Theme Love' in a poetry competition.) Love that starts with the opening of eyes, Love that begins when one enters this world with cries. Love that is blessed with the kiss of mother, Love that blooms with the paternal touch of father. Love that grows with the praise of near and dear ones, Love that thrives in the glowing eyes of one. Love that remembers the beatific smile of someone. Love that feels the words in the breathing warmth of one, Love that makes the soft corner think of only one, Love that breaks with the decision of someone. Love that feels the shadow of god, Love that shows the way to heavenly abode. Love that has only four letters, yet so important, Love that makes life full of reward and entertainment. Love that starts with the opening of eyes, Love that neve...