Posted by: Ajapa on: February 28, 2009
I was born at the nursing home at the kamal pokhari crossrads, the heart of the city. My mother was born here too, the first maternity hospital in the country. It has been 32 years since my father has lived here. He built a house and built a name and got to know the names [...]
Posted by: Ajapa on: August 9, 2008
I didn’t know what to write about the last few days and today all of a sudden its comes to me clearly how I fell and what I want to express. When it comes to ideologies, for everone, the grass is greener where they stand and I’m no different. I look at my world from [...]
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