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आकांक्षा

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Philip Thomson: Flame of Ambition

बालुवाका कण धेरै साना भए
केटाकेटीले खेल्ने गट्टा पनि सानै भए
गिट्टीलाई पनि ठुलो मान्न सकिएन
वास्तवमा,
लोहोरो भन्दा ठुलो
सिलौटो भन्दा ठुलो
पर्खालको छपनी भन्दा ठुलो
नदी किनारको ठुलो चट्टान भन्दा पनि ठुलो
भन्नै पर्दा, पहरो भन्दा अझै ठुलो
धेरै ठुलो काम गर्ने आकांक्षा राखियो
त्यसैले,
केही पनि नगरि जीवन सकियो !

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कविता

 

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प्रकाशकलाई चिट्ठी

The Money Carol Nelson

                       The Money by Carol Nelson

कागजको मोल होला

होला मसीको पनि धेर-थोर

तर

कुन तराजुमा जोखेर

अनि

कुन फित्ताले नापेर तोक्छौ,

महोदय

मेरो विचारको मोल ?

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अबोध जिज्ञासा

 

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                                                                                          (Ali Cavanaugh: The Entrance)

आकाश ठुलो कि एक मुठी सास ?
भकारी ठुलो कि भोकको एक गाँस ?
घैँटो ठुलो कि एक घुट्को पानी ?
सोचेर एक फेरा भनिदेऊ न ज्ञानी ।
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घाम ठुलो कि रुखको छाँया ?
रवाफ ठुलो कि मुटुको माया ?
सागर ठुलो कि तिर्तिरे धारो ?
छुट्ट्याउन मलाई पर्‍यो नि गाह्रो।
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कोसी ठुलो कि आँखाको पानी ?
ज्ञानी ठुलो कि अबोध नानी ?
हुरी ठुलो कि थकाइ सुस्केरा ?
गमेर कस्ले भन्देला एकफेरा ?
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यश ठुलो कि याचकको झोली ?
भुल ठुलो कि क्षमाको बोली ?
प्रश्न ठुलो कि निःशब्द उत्तर ?
सोच नियाल तिमी निरन्तर ।
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औँसीको रात कि जुनकिरी उडान ?
ब्रह्माण्ड ठुलो कि एक झिल्को ज्ञान ?
विशाल वन कि कि न्याउलीको बोली ?
भनिदेला कस्ले मन-आत्मा खोली ?
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इन्द्रेणी रङ् कि शिल्पीको भाव ?
उर्लेको नदी कि काठको नाव ?
रगतको खोला कि मसीको थोपा ?
मृत्यु ठुलो कि यो जिजीविषा ?
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बगैँचा ठुलो कि पुतली प्वाँख ?
चिताको मुस्लो  कि अस्तुको राख ?
संसार ठुलो कि कविको मन ?
कोही त मलाई सोचेर भन ।
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Hands

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Friends

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In a mission
to do away with
all the insincere friends
and to keep
only the truest ones
I am unfriending
some of my friends
everyday,
and my mission will be complete
on the day
I’ll unfriend
myself
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Ten pieces from “Six Strings”

1. Goats

A goat’s head

grins upon

the butcher’s dirty wooden table—

Other goats

continue their fight

for a few strands of straw

under the table.

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2. The poem

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3. Barrier

I was prepared

to cross the mighty Koshi*

when two big drops of tears

from your eyes

created an ocean for me.

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(Koshi is the biggest river in Nepal.)

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4. At the theatre

He was

on the stage

and

I was

at the audience.

With full attention

I watched

until

a question haunted me:

Who was acting?

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5. Two balls of thread

Walking
through the dark night,
my friend and me lost our ways
and fell into a deep dry well. Groping
through the darkness, our hands came across
huge balls of thread—Our fingers vigorously,
tirelessly moved through the thread
throughout the dark night
as if a solution would
come out of
it.

When
the night
that seemed like an eon
came to an end, and the first
morning rays entered into the old dirty well,
I saw, to my utter dismay: I had weaved a net out of the
thread and entangled myself leaving no possibilities
of rescue. My friend had weaved
a rope out of the thread
and had climbed
out of the

well.

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6. Time

Did

you notice

the dream was longer than the night?

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7. The state

Not many tall men remained—

Most of them,
after much consideration,
chose to leave the state.

All the remaining ones
were slashed into half.

Their height couldn’t be justified
by any means—

It was a state ruled by the dwarfs.

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8. Unity

I shout slogans of our unity

inside the room.

As soon as she enters the room

I leave the room

and

I shout slogans of our unity

outside the room.

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9. Gods

When I see you

laughing

at the top of your voice

while I shed torrential tears

all alone—

this is the only explanation

I find:

Our gods must be different!

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10. Poet

Who is he?
I asked.
A crazy fellow.
They said.
A crazy fellow?
I asked.
Yes, a poor harmless crazy fellow.
They said.

He is so funny, you know.
He always talks to himself, all alone.

They said.

He talks about the winds and the clouds.
He talks about the mountains and the flowers.
He is so funny.
He doesn’t know what is going around him.
But he talks about the stars, moon and the sun.

Does he talk about you?
I asked.

Oh, yes.
He does.
He often talks about us, you and people
everywhere.

Is there anything he doesn’t talk about?
I finally asked.
They said:

Yes, there is something he never talks about.
Poor guy.
He never talks about himself.

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(Please find a brief introduction to Six Strings here: https://prakashsubedi.wordpress.com/2016/02/09/introduction-six-strings/)

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मेरो देश, मेरो नेता र म

"Nothing to worry about, councillor - politicians are usually short sighted."

मेरो देश

मेरो देश
खोलामा
ट्याङ्करका ट्याङ्कर बिजुली बगाउँछ
अनी
ग्यालेनमा भरेर तेल किन्छ ।

मेरो नेता 

मेरो नेता
साँघुरो गल्लीमा बस्छ
अनी
ठुलो गाडी चढ्छ ।

बसको मालिक हुँँ
जब जब मेरो बस दुर्घटनामा पर्छ
म घोक्रेठ्याक लगाएर पुरानो ड्राइभरलाई हटाउँछु
नयाँ ड्राइभर राख्छु
अनी
बसको पछिल्लो सिटमा गएर मस्तसँग निदाउँछु ।
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प्रकृती

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उसले
रातारात सार्वजनिक वन फँडानी गर्‍यो
काठ तस्करी गर्‍यो
टन्न पैसा कमायो
ठूलो घर ठडायो
र,
घर वरीपरी
झन्डै वन जस्तै देखिने
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Pearls

Pearls

 

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Tears

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           (Tears in Heaven, Kusche Lirmel)

Day and night

they kept on pouring—

I asked them:

When are you going to stop?

They continued to flow,

but a tiny drop

looked at me and said:

When are you going to stop?

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Roots

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solid, strong roots

that go deep into the earth,

they said.

And, I got so busy

strengthening my roots

that I never looked up

to see the sky.

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Eyes

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I opened my eyes

and

looked at the world—

I closed my eyes

and

saw the world.

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Flirting with life

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                                                         Sebastiao Salgado

I’ve been flirting with life for long,

and, I just have two fears

(or, is it only one?)

I am afraid-

my flirting

may anytime turn into something serious,

and, I am afraid-

my flirting

may never turn into anything serious.

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                                                                                                             (Where does this trail go? )

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The Poem

Untitled

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खशीहरु

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                                  (Fighting Bucks by Stefan Schinning)

बगरेको पसल –

काठको फोहोर टेबलमाथी
ङीच्च हाँसिरहेको
एउटा खशीको टाउको –

नजीकै,
दुई त्यान्द्रा परालका लागी
तँछाड मँछाड गर्दै
लडिरहेका
खशीहरु ।

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वार्ता

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ठूलो माछालाई सोध्यो:

किन खान्छौ हँ  हामीलाई ?

जवाफमा

ठूलो माछाले सानो माछालाई कप्लक्कै  निल्यो

अनी

डकार्यो ।

 

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कुर्ची

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                                                (Pedro Friedeberg)

सिकर्मीले कुर्ची बनायो,

त्यो कुर्ची उसका लागि बनेको थिएन –

उ बसेन

भरियाले कुर्ची बोकेर ठाउँसम्म पुर्‍यायो

त्यो कुर्ची उसका लागि पनि बनेको थिएन –

उ पनि बसेन

तर, जसका लागि त्यो कुर्ची बनेको थियो,

उ पनि त्यो कुर्चीमा बसेन-

उ त्यही सिकर्मी अनी त्यही भरिया माथि बस्यो !

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मैनबत्ति

बलेर
जलेर
पग्लेर
आधा-आधी भई सक्दा पनि
सोचमग्न छ
मैनबत्ति-
म बलुँ
कि नबलुँ ?
जलुँ
कि नजलुँ ?
पग्लुँ
कि
नपग्लुँ ?
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नियती

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दाग-रहित बाँच्ने प्रयास
गरिरहन्छु

मेरो
यो प्रयास
कुनै बखत पनि
नटुटोस भनेर होला शायद

ममाथी
निरन्तर
दाग लगाइरहन्छ

मलाई
अनुग्रहित बनाइरहन्छ . . .

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