भाग्य प्रसङ्ग

म बन्द कोठाभित्र थुनिएर

संघर्ष गरिरहंदा

‘त्यो पागल छे’ भन्नेहरु

आज

मेरै आँगनको छेउ-छेउमा

मेरो भाग्यको चर्चा गर्दैछन् रे !

‘भाग्य त उसको जस्तो

लिएर आउनुपर्छ

मेरो भाग्य किन फुटेको?’

भन्दै,

कुराकै मात्र पहाड बनाउनेहरु

मेरो भाग्य पछाडिको चट्टानसंग केही परिचित छैनन् ।

संघर्षको काँडै -काँडाले सजिएको

बाटो हिंड्दा

रक्ताम्य भएका मेरा पाउले आज शिखर चढेको देख्दा

उनीहरु आजपनि आफ्नै भाग्यलाई नै दोष दिदैछन रे !

आऊ ! संघर्ष गर

सङ्घर्षको मैदान तिमी र मेरो लागि एउटै छ

अनि हेर कर्मको उपज

तिम्रो भाग्यले

तिम्रै अगाडि ताली बजाउने छ

हो, तिमीलाई सङ्घर्षले भाग्यशाली बनाउने छ।

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The natrue(mother) heart speaks out loud

 Not everything in life is what you want it to be, just you were and I got to feel love for a while. Well, the sun doesn't love the earth, it always comes warm and bright, as a rule. To understand, I see the bright moon in the middle of the sky.  When I tell it to my skin, I feel very warm. when I tell it to my ears, it makes me hear the melliferous song when I tell it to my brain, it speaks differently as nobody speaks till. That's why I talk to the sky, it doesn't say anything and keeps listening.

How the leaves that I have torn speak of love, I am tormented by the fear of losing you, I am anxious to make you close, but when the leaf from the whirlpool comes near, and goes away, and it disappears somewhere.

Fear of losing but never realizing that how the tree has survived the storm, it did not block the wind, rain or hail. Like the water didn't love the dam, it spells over it, that's its nature.

If there is no hope of getting anything, if there is no expectation of being adored there is nothing to be selfish with, like the one leaf off the tree that mix with the soil and make it alive with the mud.  I don't feel pain when it falls, nor does it feel pain when blown away in the morning. These are all seasons, like this spring of love.

(People walk away for their comfort.)

Light from the distant stars has limited speed so hits the earth after a long period. but some particles are entangled state however they are apart by great distance...but surprisingly both are so entangled with each other. If one is affected there is the instantaneous effect of equal magnitudes on another entangled particle.

The literature that gets the response of science, science and Its progress reach towards pure love. Only the scientist can love the love.

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सपना

कुन लोकमा खोजेर पाइन्छ त्यो खुशी ?

मेहेनेत नै हो त्यसको औषधी ।
एक झट्कामा त कहाँ के मिल्छ र,
नदीले वर्षौंको बहावले ढुंगा कुँदे सरि
कुँदनुपर्छ प्रतिभाको आकृति ।

बिहानीले दिनलाई हुर्काए जस्तै,
कोपिलाले बनाइदिन्छन् फूलका आकृति
बनाऊ चित्र आफ्नो दिल हास्ने गरि,
पछुताउन् अरु बाटोभरी तिम्रो सफलता हेरी ।
क्षणभर रुँदा के बिग्रिन्छ र?
झार्नु आँशु खराब बनोट मेटिने गरि
अनि बुन सपना आकार फेरी-फेरी,
जगाइदेऊ सुस्ताएका आँखाहरू
आंधी बन्नुछ तिम्रो लक्ष्य भेट्ने गरि ।

बित्यो समय, बग्यो खोला
पछुताउनुको के अर्थ छ?
तिम्रो खुशी देखेर ‘पछुताउन्’
तिमीलाई कमजोर देख्ने बोलीहरु ।

तप्प झर्दा सितसंगै
झर्छन् पातका रहरहरु
झर्नुमा त्यहाँ के नै छ र?
झरेको छु मोतिसरी,
झरेर नै थाहा हुन्छ
इनारको गहिराइ पनि ।

गुमाउनु के नै छ र!
ओइलिएको फूललाई भन्दै झर्छ
तर बिऊ भएर झन् छरिन्छ
ओलिएर झरे पनि
मन त एकछिन हतास हुन्छ
अँधेरीलाई छुँदा खेरि,
छरी देउ छताछुल्ल
संघर्षका किरणहरु,
सपनालाई साकार बनाऊ
नडराऊ रतिभरी ।

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About time

 You are my gloomy tasted weather, where I carry your tears in my eyes and the softness of love fell into my heart. You are my soul.Then he said You don't need to smile for being beautiful, yes I am shadow faced like the old ugly tree of winter, but I believe that everything occupied its beauty within its time and shrinks after that. Though the sparkle that whacks me when I see you that's so amazing I felt around and over you.

The very moment I had decided to be a gloom because a painful face is also on mesmerizing itself, like the clouds that cover the beautiful hill seems happy eyes to see that view. The gorgeousness asserted by the sad Mountain in the winter is like happy shadows of beautiful moonlight. Those thorns never pierced which stay in the forest so still are beautiful
Those flowers never mesmerized garden
Which exists as Roses but did not interchanges the fragrance. Somewhere along the way that time the age was so great and the mentality seemed to be stormy but now I look, calm heart. You are my nerve that I can't live without blood.

#abouttime-2013(not in the mood to change past but wishes for the good future with you, the behaviour that reveal love, i dont need to say i love you to love you,I adore you these words spoken through eyes, i say,he says.💙)
#Beautiful_movie
Late watched.

He said..You have already written the conversation that is going to happen....you have already found your beloved one.😍

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The warm tides of the mountain

 I haven't touched your name written on the leaf in life but why is this bothering you so while?  I haven't met you and why do I miss you?  I am afraid that I will not be able to be far away. From the far to near like browsing the distance between the Manaslu Mansiri to Kumba Karna and vice-versa. we are like the sun and the earth, they look at each other and the sky says "I don't just send the heated rays but also the hailstone" and look at the clouds, look at the rain, this is the life.so I can't bypass the gloominess.  How do will I feel when I see you? I can write about you with my sapiens mind I flow with you while writing our names.  I think our world should be our only abode in your eyes and your phrases should be in my heart only.  No one comes to my mind except you, after you appear in my sense.

You said...

Mountain beholds its Moon of the far east. The moon reflects all the rays received from the Sun to the Mountains... peaceful and lustre mellow night expands over the earth.

well, I don't cover anything you sent to the east as you being an influential glow rather I like to disclose it as the moon does without hesitance and it allows the sky to burn the same as the moon. The only stable here in the mountains. But even this does not remain the same once has reached its height...

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Envelope of Love

 I never stop explaining, explaining about my cloudy day, about my sunny day, the ordeal that I had in my life was not going to hate or love to anybody but the teachers they are. who shows me the path to reach the moon, moon my gentleman. Every obstacle and obstacle on the way and everything was my guide who made me half. Sometimes spring and sometimes rain, but it is foolish to hope without any complaint. 

The hounds didn't recognize me, but they kept presenting me as I had hoped. If I get hurt, I have to teach the one who gives revenge. It has been only two months since I talked with Manaslu Mansiri(you) being a Kumba Karna(I), I cannot deny the change I have found in myself, where I am walking the path of peace. I never stopped presenting to nature since I was born. Eventually, everything that I have done was not because of others, but I never complain from my side, I left the way I walked for long and started new with the determination of something fresh learning. Thanks for being a hard soul that being soft with me in my hard time.

We had been born for us to be together at the beginning, well I survived whirlwinds, hailstones and the Thorn to meet you. Now, it's the stability with your big strength.

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तिमीले गुमाएको त्यो जुनेली रात

म घर बिर्सिएर हिडेको दिन
तिमिलाइ सम्झेर फर्किएकी थिए
तारा हेरेकी थिए।
तिमिलाइ हेरेकी थिए।

अहँ! तिमी बसेनौ
हतारमा खोइ के भयो
मैले फर्की फर्की हेरेकी थिए
सुर्यमुखीले सुर्यलाई हेरे जस्तै।

म टोलाएछु जूनलाई हेरि
दाग खोज्दै थिए
हेर्दै जादा खोइ के हुन्थ्यो कुन्नी
तर आज तिमिलाइ हतार थियो
ओझेलियौ! बादललाई छेक्न सकेको भए
त्यो रात जस्तो
खुशीको बर्षात, कहिले हुने थिएन।

धर्तीले कहिले आकाशलाई छुन सक्छ र?
सकेको भए पर्खिने थिएन बिहानीलाई।

म नि धर्ती जस्तै
जुन आए मन्द छाँया होला
घाम आए उज्यालो होला।
न्यानो स्पर्श गर्ला
मुस्काइ देला।

त्यही मुस्कानमा अल्झिए
केही क्षणको बसन्त सरि
अल्झिरहने पछ्यौरी सरि
सुन्यौ र? त्यो खबर
तिम्ले हेर्ने आकाश अनि
मैले हेर्ने जुनलाई पठाए
तिमी त्यही छौ भनी ।
तातो बाफले कानमै
गुनगुनाउन भनी।
तर आजपनि हतार नै थियो।
बोलेनौ, तिम्रो आवाज सुनेको भए
त्यो दिनको जस्तो
मीठो आभाष कहिले हुने थिएन।

एक्लै भए नि चम्कि रहन्छ
रमाइ रहन्छ उज्यालो घाम
म नि एक्लो महसुस नगर्न
तिमिलाइ सम्झिन्छु
बिर्सिने डरले नियाली रहन्छु।
कोठाको झ्यालले पागल नै भन्लान समाइ रहदा।
कलमले भौतारीयो भन्लान
हात छट्पटाइ रहदा।

मलाई  त हतार नै छैन
अडिए हुन्थ्यो घडिपनि
भुलाइदिए हुन्थ्यो
तिम्रा पाइला पनि।

सोचे! आज त पक्कै बस्ने छौ।
कहिले नअस्ताउने तारा सरि।
भाइटिकाको तेलको घेरा सरि
तर
उफ!
आज पनि तिमिलाइ हतार नै थियो
गइहाल्यौ!
चम्किएको बिजुली सरि।

बसेको भए
त्यो रात जस्तो
न्यानो आभाष कहिले हुने थिएन।

-दुर्गा खनाल।

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