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प्रिय म, (ऐनाभित्रको पत्र)
तिमी बुझ्नेछौ; स्थिरता असम्भव छ, तर सुन्दरता हरेक बिहान सम्भव हुन्छ। अन्ततः ऐनाले तिम्रो अनुहार बोक्दैन अब त्यहाँ, तिम्रो आत्मा झल्किन्छ; ऐनाभित्रको घामको झिल्कोमा म लुप्त हुन्छु, तिमी बाँच्छौ; अरू धेरै जन्मदिनहरूका निमित्त।
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Dear you, I hope you.
I like you. I adore you. I love you. I hate the word, but it is the only one left. I love you. It is killing me. It is keeping me alive. I like you. I love you. I hope you. Listening to your heart is a tough task, I apologize for making you read…
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कोठाभित्रको मानचित्र
कहिलेकाहीँ म आफ्नै छालाबाट बाहिर निस्केको छायाँ बन्छु- छायाँ जो हिँड्छ, तर वजन महसुस गर्न सक्दैन। छायाभित्रको शरीरलाई तानेर हेर्दा आफ्नै सास काट्ने सुइँ देख्छु। लाग्छ- कुनै नाटकको पर्दा, जो बारम्बार तानिन्छ, तर अन्त्य- कहिल्यै आउँदैन।
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नोस्टालजिया पसल
नोस्टालजिया पसल- कहिल्यै बन्द हुँदैन यहाँ जीवन टुक्रिन्छ र समय हुर्किन्छ, उसका अधुरा सम्झनाहरू गुनासो र मायाको छाप बोकेर मलाई बाँधिरहन्छ। म पसल छोड्न खोज्छु, तर ढोकाबाहिर निस्कँदा फेरि पसलमै फर्केको पाउँछु, “उसको अनुपस्थिति नै मेरो उपस्थितिको कारण हो।” नोस्टालजिया पसल- मभित्र छ र म यस पसलको, नियमित ग्राहक सम्झनाहरू बाँचिरहेको।
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छाउपडीको छायाँ
मलाई थाहा छ – मेरो चार दिन सकिएपछि, आँगनको ढोकाले फेरि – मलाई भित्र बोलाउनेछ: फूलको थुँगाभित्र – शुद्धताको ढोंग छर्किनेछ। अनि मैले – देवी भएको अभिनय गर्नुपर्छ।
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उसका लागि कविता।
ती नयनका गहिराई, त्यो एकाकार अधर; ती स्पर्शका न्यानोपन हरू, अनि ति चुलबुलाहट, एक अर्कामा विलय हुने कल्पना; हराएर ती केश-राशीमा, तिमी-म, म-तिमी, हारेँ म तिमीसँग, पर्दैन अब बाँधिराख्न मोहनीमा, जित तिम्रै भयो- तिम्रै भए म। सुस्तरी-सुस्तरी-एकमुष्ट आऊ, समाउ हातहरू- नत्र बेहाल भए म।
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The Fall of Sumer: Lamentations and Ruins.
When the Sumerians reached Iraq’s southern coast for the first time around 5500 BCE, the last of the Wooly Mammoths were fighting for their survival on the other side of the world. They had made Wrangel Island their home and fought to endure, just as the Sumerians were sowing the seeds of the first civilization…
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Sumer rises again: The Guti Dark Age and neo-Sumerian Renaissance.
For the following hundred and fifty years, the Guti ruled Mesopotamia in misery; it can be called a dark age. There is little written record or art from this time, and the ones found are unsophisticated. The Guti showed little concern for maintaining agriculture, written records, or public safety.
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Sargon of Akkad: Akkadians finally have their seat in power of Mesopotamia.
One man would soon lead them to outright rebellion against Sumerian Empire. He would go down history as Sargon, which in Akkadian means “one true king”. He would usher in the twilight of the Sumerian age.
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Ur and Lagash: A new age of Trade and warfare
Another Sumerian city, Ur gradually replaced Uruk as the center of Mesopotamia in the first centuries of the next millennium. It would flourish into realms of untold wealth pushing the boundaries of what humanity thought was possible.
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