Beauty and the beast

She was like a morning ray of sun 

Spreading warmth and light to all the souls

She was the purest beauty of all

For her any man could easily fall

She was happy, pretty and the best

And then the time came, she met the beast

Beast was mean, furious and cold

Then that was the beginning of the greatest story ever told

Uncivilized beast was turning soft and decent

Beauty was devoted to turn him into human

Ignition of love was already warming his cold heart

And the beauty was dreaming of his already from the start

Now the beast was calm, gentle and caring

One fine evening together they had the dancing

In the moment of bliss, they had the kiss

Beast had kissed his true love, so he was free from the curse

In front of beauty standing there was handsome prince

Shower of happiness and love, they were beauty and the beast!!

One of my wish!!!

It is known to all that we should first dream to fulfill our dream. Every other youth in the world, wishes the things to be in his/her way and so do I. I was born in this city and I’ve grown seeing the city change. The city has changed so much since I’ve known this city and I do not like the trend of its change.

Due to the rapid immigration of the people from rural area to the city area, the population of this city has increased much in this past decade. The population growth is the main reason for the rapid and unmanaged urbanization long with its consequences. The agricultural land of the Kathmandu valley is turning into the residential areas with buildings mushrooming day by day. And the increasing pollution has degraded the aesthetic value of the city. The city which was once known as city of gods and temples is not very far from getting the tag of “City of garbage and waste”.

And I don’t want my city to be like that. I want my city to be managed and clean and model for other cities. To make the city beautiful and clean, I feel that there should be less pollution. It’s not only the government responsibility to manage the waste but also the citizens. We cannot transform the face of the city from its present condition to a new and improved one. But we can take little steps to check our behavior and make ourselves more aware about not contributing to any form of pollution and damage to the environment. We can also spread awareness to the people who are close to us.

We’ve grown in the world where small contribution are belittled and it’s not any fault of the beholder why they shouldn’t. Effortlessly, human beings are considered intellectual at superlative degree or are we? We have garnered enough ideas to live in comfort. However, is this enough? May be a little thinking would be nice. You know; walk a little, throw garbage at specific place and save the environment where we let our domicile stand at. There is absolutely nothing to prove. It’s just that “Live and let live”. Being nice is good but acting responsibly is what defines maturity. I hope this speech didn’t oblige you all but I actually care and want all of you to take care of our environment building a better city. On the other hand, it’s only a wishful thinking. 

Girl under the RED umbrella

Night was silent and dark

Black clouds overshadowed the moon

Darkness was reigning over the world

Heavy rain pouring down

There was a girl under the red umbrella

Walking fast along the dark alleys

She was on her way back home

Little late than the yesterdays

Her eyes were alert checking every dark corner

Her heart pounding, legs to sprint

One hand is gripping the umbrella

Other turned into tight fist

She’s been praying all the way long

Feeling foreign to her own neighborhood

Just one wish is all she wants right now

To get home safely and all good

Every girl in town becomes this particular girl

The girl under the red umbrella

No girl can enjoy her freedom like boys always do

No alley, no street, no neighborhood is safe for her

Now the girl under the red umbrella is strong enough

She is brave and ready to fight back

Every girl under the red umbrella should rise

Against those stares, those creeping hands and shameless talk

LOST

Up roaring noises in my head

Shouting against each other

Here I am in the corner so dark

Blinded by the black clouds of thoughts

Trying to fall asleep

But something has taken hold of my dreams

A pair of red eyes, sullen and dry

Staring up into the emptiness of sky

Parched lips, heavy breathing and pounding heart

Exhausted and wounded

Trying to lighten up, clear my vision

Bewildered with the directions up ahead

Wishing my guardian angel were here for me

Take me out of my misery and pain

Rescue me and save me from this cruel world

Take me away to the happy land!!