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“The Strugglers" He was born on a Friday. And it was raining that day. He still does not know whether the Gods were happy or sad at his arriving on earth. He saw the world. He saw sadness. He saw misery. He saw the struggle of his dad and mom. They both struggled to give a good life to their children. He started becoming serious in life. He started winning awards in academics and in quiz competitions to begin with. Then he tried essay competitions and debates. His sole aim was to win awards to make his parents feel proud of him. He wanted to become an IAS officer to make his family (uncles, aunts, cousins) feel proud of him. He came to Delhi to prepare for the Civil Services. He thought he will do a job and not be dependent on his parents, and still clear the Civil Services. It did not happen. He lost out on becoming a Civil Servant of the people. He tried a few odds jobs. He eventually became a Teacher, Poet, and Writer. His inspirations to writing - his Mom who manages to write Poetry even now along with her struggles of life, Sylvia Plath, Maya Angelou, Franz Kafka, Roald Dahl, Jack Kerouac, Charles Bukowski, Ernest Hemingway, and all the other poets, artists, writers, and strugglers in Life.”

“She did not choose to become a wanderer. She did not take a conscious decision that she wants to become a wanderer. Destiny chose her to wander. And then she became a wanderer. The wanderings keep on happening on their own. And the wanderer keeps on wandering! The wanderer does not have a final home. She does not have a certain destination. She keeps on drifting from place to place. And wanderings become her destiny! And she becomes the wanderer!”

“Villages have an unmistakable charm. There is a subtle magic found in villages. The earthiness, greenery, and fragrance of flowers, plants, fruits, and vegetables growing in the field is breathtakingly inimitable. Sitting in the lush green fields, while gazing at the wide blue sky, amidst the farm animals and the simple houses in the background, is a joie de vivre.”

“A masculine man wears his attitude. He is as much comfortable wearing three piece suits as he is in wearing ripped torn jeans. He does not chase love, women, or power. He gets them anyhow. He would never ever give up his masculinity for anyone or anything in his life. He lives by his ideals that are tattooed to his soul. He does not believe in leading a comfortable life with luxuries. Rather he works hard to achieve his goals in life. He lives raw. He wanders often. And his life story becomes a testament to his masculinity!”

“Do you think GDP is the parameter to measure the depth and soul of a Country? The people of Nepal are ahead of all of us in the world in their broad mindedness and hospitality. Ask any traveler from any part of the world who has visited Nepal about their experience here amongst the people, enjoying the lush greenery and pristine beauty of Nepal. The People of Nepal welcome everyone with love and affection. I have stayed here from 2015 to 2025, and I have felt peace, calmness, and I discovered a deeper meaning of life. The Spirit of Nepal is Inspiring. Nepal teaches the world to love and spread kindness. Nepal teaches the world to never give up hope. And maybe one day the World will forget all these man made disparities among people and become One World.”

“To be honest with you the perfect person does not exist. There is no woman or man you would meet who would make you write poetry. So poets create imaginary persons who could play muses in their life. And inspire them to write. I have met many people in life, but I have always enjoyed being alone.”

“Why does our society teach young people to follow beauty standards? Why do young boys and girls have to look beautiful to be accepted into certain professions such as modeling and acting? Why do companies sell fairness creams? Every skin color is beautiful. Why is our society obsessed with looks?”

“Innocent teary eyes Grief stricken face You look everywhere with fear And with feelings of helpless pain! When you should be playing with Dolls and dancing in the rain! Neither do you like to wear new dresses, Nor sing, laugh, and play with the toy train! Oh my dearest sweet child! Please forgive us all we men, For we have made this world Fit for only guns, bombs and Acid rain!”