Stories of Sandeept

Words of Gratitude!

On August 21, 2015

When I had joined WordPress on 30th July, I had already known that I would be a much richer experience than Blogger.com, where I have been blogging for more than two years. While Blogger.com is a simple-to-use blogging platform, WordPress is much sophisticated to use. The first thing that had attracted me to WordPress was variety of ready-to-use themes, and their attractive designs. I had been running three blogging sites in the Blogger when I decided that I would join WordPress. I wanted to copy the blog to WordPress. So, I sought for help here and then using the instructions, I copied my blog here. That blog was, “Stories of Sandeept.”

The first thing I noticed was that WordPress is a much interactive platform. With a social networking site-like design, WordPress helps in promotion of blog in much better way than Blogger. As I was exploring the sites available within WordPress, I am not sure how, I found out that registration of Blogging101 had been opened for the August session. The “course” would begin since 3rd August and I had exams starting on the 5th. I thought for a while and after an extensive mind-work, I finally decided that I should take a chance. I registered for the course and had forgotten about it until Tuesday.

That Tuesday, I happened to check for my mail from an app on my phone. I saw that the Commons- a platform for Blogging 101 had been operating since Monday. I introduced myself on the platform. There I found many friends and many inspiring blogs. Anand”Vibrant” was one of the first users I met. Ivan Proust was another inspiring blogger, who made me spontaneously write poems- something I had never done before. Some other bloggers worth mentioning are Srinath Krishnamoorthy, N.A. Martin, and of course, Michelle Weber and her team at The Daily Post, who organized this program called Blogging 101.

I am very thankful to everyone, who were supportive during this course. I might have forgotten to mention your names, but please do not take that at heart because: 1. Mentioning all names would be difficult, and 2. Whether I mention your names or not, you’ll be always inspiring me in the blogosphere( is it a sphere really?).

कहाँ छ मेरो बाल अधिकार ? (Where is my Child Right?)

By Sandeept

On August 20, 2015

In Children's Day, Nepali Poem, Poetry, Walk Free

This is a poem in Nepali entitled “Where is my Child Right?” For English interpretation of the poem, scroll down to the bottom of the poem.

नाम उसको राम, बस्छ शहरको ठूलो घरमा,

तर यो घर उसको होइन !

उसका बाबुआमा गरिब नभएका भए

मालिकको घरमा नोकर भएर बस्नु पर्ने थिएन |

उसका मालिक साधारण मान्छे होइनन्

उनी त हुन् यस शहरका नामी समाजसेवी |

अरूको पीडा देख्न नसक्ने उनी

रामको परिवारका लागि “धर्मात्मा” बनेका रे

रामलाई आमाबाबुको काखबाट खोसेर शहर ल्याएका रे !

मालिकको घरमा आएपछि गरिब राम “रामे” भयो,

आमाबाबुको मायाबाट टाढिएर नोकर भयो |

कहिले मालिकको काम बिग्रिंदा बेकामे भयो,

कहिले मालिक्नीको भरिया, धोबी;

त कहिले मालिकको छोराको खेलौना भयो |

गरिब त छदै थियो; बिचरो, अपहेलित र दुखी भयो |

पढ्ने रहर लाग्छ उसलाई मालिकको छोरालाई देख्दा;

स्कूलको गेट सधैँ देख्छ ऊ सानो मालिकलाई पुर्याउन जाँदा |

तर भित्र हुन्छ के ? केहि थाहा छैन !

फर्की आउँछ ऊ मालिकको घर, माझ्नलाई वर्तन;

सोच्छ आँसु झार्दै, दुखी हुँदो रै’छ गरिबको जीवन !

एक दिन मालिकको छोरो खुब रमाउँदै आए

आफ्नो ब्याग ‘रामे’ लाई थमाए अनि हाँसे |

‘रामे’ ले भन्यो, “सानु मालिक आज साह्रै खुशी हुनुहुन्छ, किन होला?

उनले भने, “राखेर आइज झोला अनि भनौंला |”

सानो मालिकको छुट्टै शान थियो,

जहाँ गए पनि उनका पितालाई जत्तिकै मान थियो |

आज के कारणले खुशी भएका हुन् ? राम जान्न उत्सुक हुँदै थियो |

फर्केर आएपछि ‘रामे’, भने सानो मालिकले:

“मलाई सजाय दिन खोज्ने ? देख्यो आज त्यसले |”

“को सानो मालिक?” सोध्यो डराउँदै रामले |

उनले भने, “त्यै क्या पढाउन नजान्ने मास्टरले,

मेरो गल्ति नभए’नि क्लासमा उठा’को थियो,

गल्ति नसुधारे पिट्ने धम्की दिएको थियो |”

“अनि?” रामले फेरी सोध्यो |

“त्यसले बाल अधिकार हनन गर्दा सबैको सामु मेरो ड़ाइलग खायो |”

“के हो सानो मालिक बाल अधिकार ?”

“कति कचकच गर्छ, जा आफ्नो काम गर् |”

सानो मालिकले झर्कदै जवाफ दिन गरे इन्कार |

रामले गर्न थाल्यो विचार,

आखिर के रै’छ त बाल अधिकार ?

रामलाई आफू बालक हुँ भन्ने बाहेक केही थाहा थिएन

सानै देखि गरिबी बाहेक केही देखेन |

जति सोच्दा पनि थाहा पाएन के रहेछ बाल अधिकार

साँझ ‘समाजसेवी’ मालिकलाई सोध्ने गर्यो विचार |

रामले आफ्नो इतिहासको पाना पल्टायो,

अहिले सम्म जीवनमा हण्डर मात्र खायो |

सानो मालिक र उसमा के फरक थियो र?

अझ अशिष्ट भएर माग्थे सानो मालिक बाल अधिकार

शिष्ट भएर ‘रामे’ले सहनु पर्थ्यो अन्याय, अत्याचार |

मालिकलाई खान टक्र्याउँदै सोध्यो रामले-

“के हो मालिक बाल अधिकार ?”

भने मालिकले, “पढ्न, खेल्न पाउनु नै त हो बाल अधिकार !”

रामले सोध्यो, “के मैले पढ्न, खेल्न पाएको छु र?”

अनि दृढ आवाजका साथ् भन्यो- “मालिक, एकछिन गरेर विचार

भन्नुहोस् कहाँ छ मेरो बाल अधिकार ?”

Ram is a boy from a poor family living as a domestic worker in the city. His master is a rich man and has a big name in the society as a ‘social worker’. One day, when he happened to see Ram during one of his ‘social work’ trips, he talks to his poor parents. He takes Ram away from them with a promise that the little boy would be provided with education. But that does not happen. Ram thinks he was snatched away from his parents.

The master, his wife and his son make him do several chores in the house. They scold him if he makes mistakes. His name now becomes “Rame”, a derogatory form. He is sad because he has to hear these things just because he is a servant in their home.

The master’s son goes to a school nearby his home. Ram carries his bags and leaves him to the school, but he has not seen anything that happens in the school because of its high walls. Sending the ‘little master’ off, he returns back to wash utensils. He wants to go to the school but can not say that to anyone.

One day, after school, his ‘little master’ comes home laughing heartily. Ram asks why he is so happy. In reply, the master’s son says that he showed his powers to someone. Now he would never be bothered anyone in the school. Curious Ram asks for details and the boy says, “That teacher, who does not know how to teach scolded me in the class and threatened to punish me if I did not show him homework. I shouted to him that punishing children is violation of their rights. He could not say a thing after that.”

Ram asks what children’s rights are, but his ‘little master’, absorbed in his own thoughts, sends him off. Ram decides that he would ask about it to his master. In the meanwhile he thinks about his life. He finds out that he had been gentle to the masters and yet been scolded everyday, whereas the ‘little master’ talked rudely of child rights. He feels like crying.

That evening, he asks his master what child rights are. The master replies, “To get to study and to get to play are child rights.” Ram asks, “Master, do I get to play and to study?” Then with a determined voice he says, “Master, do think for a while and say- where is my child right?”

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Chinese cave ‘graffiti’ tells a 500-year story of climate change and impact on society

By Sandeept

On August 15, 2015

In climate change, Geology, Public Interest, science, Science And Society

While we have been wondering what climate change can cause, a recent finding in China says a story of climate change that occurred 500 years ago. The inscription found on the caves is business-like and presents details on what the people had to undergo to fight the dry conditions. More on the link below.

Chinese cave ‘graffiti’ tells a 500-year story of climate change and impact on society.

मौसम (Weather)

By Sandeept

On August 15, 2015

In Poetry

This is a poem in Nepali. For the English interpretation, please go below the poem.

ऋतुसँगै बदलिने मौसम यो
मौकासँगै फेरिने यस्को बानी हो

वसन्तको हर्षसँग रम्छ जहाँ
रङ्गीविरङ्गी फूल फुल्छन् त्यहाँ

ग्रीष्मको रिस पनि सहिदिन्छ यो
सुकेको खोलासँग बगिदिन्छ यो

वर्षाको पीडा बादल बनी लिन्छ
पीडा धेरै भए आँसु बगिदिन्छ

शरदको सान्त्वनाले दुःख भुल्छ
यसको शितलतामा शित बन्छ

हेमन्तको चिसो मुटु कमाउँछ
त्यो त्यस्तै हो भनी चित्त बुझाउँछ

शिशिरको स्वार्थले पिरोलिन्छ यो
पतझर सरि उजाड बन्छ यो

विचारझैँ हरपल बदलिन्छ
मनका सारा भावना समेट्छ यो

समयसँग सधैँ अघि बढ्दछ
वसन्त आउने आशामा बाँच्छ यो

©Originally written on 21st Bhadra, 2069.

This is a poem on weather, how it changes according to the seasons and time. When it is spring, the weather seems the happiest of all. Beauty of the world is enhanced. In summer,the heat is excess. It even kills the flowers that had bloomed in the spring. And yet, the weather continues continues hoping that they will bloom again. When the rain comes down, the weather seems in despair. The rain water becomes its tears. At the end of rainy season, flowers bloom again, but it does not last longer. After that, there is a long period of winter in which much of the greenery is lost. The weather is chilly and unkind, and yet it longs for spring to arrive.

Weather can be compared to our emotions and thoughts. We are the happiest in our childhood and our emotions change with time and season. We long for spring- pleasure, and have to go through several other emotions in achieving it. No matter what happens, we evolve and in the process, we achieve happiness again.

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“ADVERTISEMENT PROHIBITED!”

By Sandeept

On August 12, 2015

In Blogging, Blogging 101

I saw my email early this morning to look at the e-mail sent by Michelle Weber from Blogging 101. The second last bullet of the mail fired:

“Don’t leave a plug that simply links to your blog — your name links back to your blog anyway.” – @michelleweber

I use Wattpad to publish my works online and I had happened to see an article there which briefed on the ways I could use to boost up the number of readers. To publish works in time, following other users and commenting on their works were what the author had emphasized. He had also added, “Comment, but do not advertise. Never write, ‘Look at this,’ and then add a link to your stories. You might get viewers, but you will never get a genuine reader.”

Those were not what exactly the article said, it’s just the gist. The words “advertise” and “genuine” had grabbed my attention. This morning when I saw the mail, I felt Michelle Weber meant the same thing. The thought haunted me. We all like to advertise ourselves and our works, but “that’s not the right way,” I guess.

Back to the Wattpad article. The author clearly stated, “Do not follow someone for the sake of following. And do not follow someone because you want to be followed back.” The only genuine way of getting followers is to add comments to their works. The stories are posted with the expectation that they were will be provided with criticism- either positive or negative. The critics will help in the overall growth of the author. “We want to make this a rich learning experience. If you help others in the process, you will also be helped,” and “As your comments are valuable assets, use them effectively.”

The secret to earning the greater number of viewers and readers are within us, the article had said. The time we manage in publishing and improving our works will earn us true followers and genuine readers. To find a genuine reader is the most important, the article had emphasized. That allows a writer to meet his targets. A writer wants his articles to be read, and wants creative comments from readers. Only genuine readers can do that.

This post is for me, for you, for all the bloggers. Do not advertise your post in your comments. While I might not be annoyed, there are people who may not like such an act. To avoid their annoyance, it is better that you quit such a habit. And do make your blogs richer. That will increase your genuine followers.

पोखराको भू-बनोट र सिंक होल

By Sandeept

On August 10, 2015

In Geology, Nepali, Public Interest, science, Science And Society

केही समय देखि पोखरामा जमिन भासिएका खबरहरु आइरहेका छन् | पोखरामा रहेका चुनढुंगा र मसिना सिल्टका कारण उक्त समस्या देखिएको हो भनेर विज्ञहरु बताउनु हुन्छ | पोखराको भू-बनोट र सिंक होल बारे थप जानकारी लिन तलको लिंक क्लिक गर्नुहोला |

http://nagariknews.com/opinion/story/43150.html

WHY NOT ME?

By Sandeept

On August 10, 2015

In Blogging, Blogging 101, Humans and Humanity, Inspirational

– Among millions of probable fusions, I became a zygote! WHY ME?

– Several thousands die during fetal stage, I survived! WHY ME?

– Thousands die at birth, I got a chance to see the world! WHY ME?

– Almost thousands bid farewell to the earth before they reach 1 year old, I greeted hello to my parents, relatives and friends! WHY ME?

– Hundreds of people die everyday, I have survived to face troubles! WHY ME?

How wonderful it would be if people thought about previous other questions before talking about the last one! When you are in a trouble, just remember that you have come in this world to do something for the world, not just yourself. If you do so, I BELIEVE, “WHY ME?” would CERTAINLY be “WHY NOT ME?”

No This Is Not an Alien Cave Crab on Mars

By Sandeept

On August 7, 2015

In Uncategorized

What will Mission to Mars eventually bring to us?

Our Similarities within Our Differences

By Sandeept

On August 7, 2015

In Blogging, Happiness, Humans and Humanity, Similarities and Differences

There are more that 7 billion humans and each of us is unique. The difference begins from a small section of DNA- the molecule of life. Extremely minute variations distinguishes me from other people. These variation give me my genetic identification. My DNA is however, not much varied from yours. If it had varied even by 1%, I would have been an Orangutan, and a variation of 1.5% would have made be a Chimp. We are humans, the most interactive beings in the Earth. We might belong to different sexes, races, ethnicity and speak different languages but the word “Humans” makes us one.

We might follow the paths paved by different religious sects. I have been guided by the Hindu principles. Some of my friends have been guided by the Buddha, some by Christ and some by Mohammed. Some of them still worship the land on which they live and grow crops. There are still some who don’t believe upon God. Whatever faith they may have, they are my friends and I respect their choices. In fact these choices reflect the society in which they were born. The diversity of human societies is amazing and yet we all believe in one common goal- Happiness. Several paths have been suggested for us to obtain happiness and all of these include Love, Harmony, and Co-existence.

We might have different hobbies. We might have been doing the works of our hobby; some thinking of doing someday before they themselves perish. Some of us might be outspoken, while some may be introvert. Whatever we do, we seek for pleasure and that is what we live for.

At last,

Everything in this Universe is random. For the Earth to be in a habitable zone, for her to conceive billions of organisms out of carbon, hydrogen, oxygen and nitrogen were random events. The origin of humans was random. The life that we got is random. To create an order out of this randomness is within our capacities. No matter how different you are from me, we are heading to the same light of knowledge and recognizing similarities within our differences.

You Are Made of Love!

By Sandeept

On August 6, 2015

In Uncategorized