Insight through Words

Why is it of heartache we speak? Of silences unspoken?  Of tears unseen?  Why do we speak of bulging pain and of the moments that were shared?  Oh dark room, why are you the answer,  Are you a friend or a foe?  She is in my dreams again and you are in my reality.  Oh dark room, we meet again But Can you keep a secret as we speak again?  Or can you bring me news?  How is she now?  She says you throb her abdomen, as you take over the day?  Don't punish her for the sins I have committed. Are you a friend or a foe?  The fate may change in this week or two?  But my home is where she is cuddling me Her long hair, and pouty mouth Her slender legs and classy puns The road is divided, what guarantees me a good night's sleep? 

Introduction : Embarking on a trek to Gokyo that I signed up with a local trekking agency, I had no idea that this expedition would be filled with unforgettable experiences, breathtaking landscapes, and lifelong experience. Gokyo was always on my bucket list for a long time. I tried to plan it for many trekking seasons but it seemed like I cannot be depending on my friends for this to be a reality any time soon. Hence I decided, this time I will just sign up with some agency. That way I know I will be going, may be alone, or may be with strangers but I would cross off my bucket list. Don't get me wrong, my goal was not to cross off the bucket list, my goal was to experience Gokyo anyhow. So yes, from the challenging ascent to the serene tranquility of high-altitude villages, every day brought new adventures and surprises. Join me as I recount the incredible journey from Day 1 to Day 10, where our group conquered towering peaks, faced adversity, and made memories. Night 1, Day 1: Th

 Our government has dissolved Provident Fund for private companies, and started Social Security Fund, alike the ones followed by many developed countries abroad. However, there are many loopholes and dissatisfactory aspects to it therefore, employees and employers have been voicing against it. Nevertheless, the fact that PF has been here for a long time and is trusted by many, whereas SSF is a fairly new concept has also led to this doubt.  But today we are not talking about what is SSF, if SSF is better than PF and if companies should move to SSF, today we will cover the topic of how to claim your SSF amount once you leave your office, given that option is allowed in your case. First of find the claim form here  or go to SSF office in Babarmahal, ask the Security Person for the form. Fill in the details like your SSF no, Personal Pan no, Personal details, Office details, your banks details, and your signature. Submit a copy of your citizenship. Submit a copy of you SSF card. Submit th

I dreamt a dream again, a dream I want to keep forever A dream as a memory of a beautiful encounter I dreamt It snowed on this hot summer The mountains were glowing dark red and bright at times At times, quickly covered by the white clouds, At times as the cloud would lift, they would shine back and glow in white Oh what a view it was in front of my eyes Mountains to the south east of my home How could that be I never questioned It was too surreal and astonishing Melting me away even in my dream Delighting me as I was rewarded in my dream The next glimpse I took showed me a big tall hill in front on my house No mountains far away to view but a hill With stairs and trails, People climbing it up Mom told me it led to a religious pilgrimage Even without the top on sight, it was too tall Could I ever want to climb it? Coming out to terrace again was another beautiful view Of the sun, the moon and the planets It wasn’t full moon, but the moon was shining full and bright and maroon They star

 Who I was traveling with, I was unsure of, but what I was sure of was that at any cost I was trekking all the way to Tilicho base camp and if possible cross the Thorongla Pass. My best friend kept pushing away the date and backed out at the end so I ended up with two travel partners from my office.  Night 1: Sep 28, 2018: Kathmandu -Dumre The 3 of us set out on the night of Sep 28th. We took a 7pm night bus from Gongabu Buspark that dropped us at Dumre 5 in the morning. It was very dark and I had an urgency to pee so badly. We looked around and found no washroom so I was ready to pee my way in the open but Raj found out a public toilet 200m ahead from where we were. After freshening up we also bought the ticket of the early morning bus that would drop us to Besisahar.  Day 1: Sep 29, 2018: Dumre-Besisahar-Manang There were no proper shops open so we skipped our breakfast and geared ourselves for the bus ride that was as slow as me when running a 500m race. As we reached Besisahar we o