The person who is always involved in non profitable organizations or charity as a leader does not have individual existence and should compromise with their personal life. Usually, person wants to spend some moments with their families, beloved one, and friends and so on. Its means they want to be a part of social life which is amazing and wonderful. It’s all about my own imagination which is out of social work.
Meditation is the developer of the peace. Many people are attending their mind towards this which helps to attend the internal peace. On 2002 summer, I had attended three days full moon mediation camp in Osho Tapobon in Kathamndu. I have always curiosity about this Meditation. Dancing, singing, laughing, crying and so on are the natural mechanism of human body that makes this meditation unique. It is located at Nargarjung Jungle near to Katmandu valley where I have not only sat for meditation but I have wonderful chance to enjoy nature. It’s life time experience for me. I really enjoy what I have done within these days.
I have summarize that Meditations have been scientifically designed over a period of time that enable us to express and experience repressed feelings and emotions, and learn the knack of watching our habitual patterns in a new way. We have to concern a simple code; if you want to live a more fulfilled life, you should know your potential and your own identification. Meditation is the only way to know about that.
It is the methodology of the science of awareness. In another side, with recent intensity of young generation, I had joined modeling training that helps to top up our external personality.
On 2004, I have traveled UK to celebrate my birthday. Birthday is celebrated as an important day. That birthday when I had turned 23 was a special birthday in my life with more than three hundred international friends from different parts of the world in the South Wales, UK.
Well…., I saw a wonderful dream while I was in London. A youngster wrote her feelings towards me on that birthday after few years of my craze for her.
There is the amazing power in love. How much she means in my life can’t be output in this written form. Five years ago, I had noticed her heading towards her home from her college through my university. Tall, simple and naturally gorgeousness, seriousness, black eye is my secret of my enthusiasm for her which impressed me. During my return to Katmandu from London, I had brought her a beautiful watch which my little sister had it. She can be compared as watch that just concerned about the present moment. By the way, I have managed some alternative gifts for her.
Afterward, she becomes the companion with whom I had shared my happiness and sorrow in numerous dates all over one year in Katmandu. That was unforgettable period of my life.
A warm liking and affection is called as love where the gifts and parcels have no value and same last in our companionship.
I always tried to do my best whatever I do. It’s my strategy of life. If I fall in love, I must be fully dedicated. After a year, I had been to USA. With orientation to the above case, I had diamond and more gifts for her during my return from USA. You know, within few weeks a lot of water was flowing in the Bagmati River; gifts were locked in the luggage until now. After this, I had been in Bangkok, Australia, Canada and so on; even my inner heart doesn’t want to ignore to top up additional gift in the luggage for her.
The mystery is where she is now and what is she doing. There are many scientific tools and instrument like Internet, e-mail but where is the devise that connect me with her. My bliss and sorrow are stocking up but no one is here to relief them. It generated new techniques to live and changed my appearance. I can't bear it……………
Life is all about compromise. No body was born as a perfect one. We have to develop techniques of living style and discuses each other for improvement. Amazing thing is that our straggle will hit the success.
There is no confusion my love for her and I know she also same. If we fail to hug each other, others two person are move toward in our life. We can engage with others very easily although reality is that we live with just each other feeling. I cannot find out why she damage four person’s life.
Oh my god, person can departure from our life but love can never. Love doesn’t aware about reality but increase imagination of arrival.
Truly speaking, I am very unlucky person. After continuing the struggle for my life and deep belief on the astrology, I preferred for hard work for less success. That's why I am not interested for lottery. But some of my friends of UK encourage me for that. One day, he said to me nothing will be wrong and nothing will be lost just for some pounds for lottery. A senior friend of 50 shared his experience that whenever this game was launched he forgot to take dinner but never forgot to play it.
At some point, he asked to me about my future plans if I won the lottery. In return fire to him, I said him to launch a TV channel and forming an INGO which satire us. After the inspiration of my friends, I played lottery every week. We had to choose six numbers among the 1 - 49 numbers that could lead us from rags to riches because 15 million pound is the dream of every rag. Even I told to my friend who is in Kathamndu to selected six numbers. Of my broken fortune, there is tragedy after each result.
In the mid 2005, I have been in USA. I have magnificent chat with Swatika, an Indian young woman on youth conference in USA. 'Hey! Mr. Do you have a girl friend?' She asked me on our bus trip. I didn’t respond. She added another question to break my silence, “what do you look in a partner?” “Hummm.., physical attractiveness, warmth and affection, social skills, homemaking ability, fashion sense” I answered. Jokingly I asked her to be creative director of my organization. “Why didn't you ask me what women look for in a partner?” she asked me. “I know what you girls look for, a record of achievement, charisma, leadership qualities, job skills, earning potential, a sense of humor, ambition and intelligence. Am I right?” I replied. She just smiled. American friend Ms. Elaine who had been staring our conversation expressed her view for blue eyed, brown hair and tall man.
It is all about Bangkok tour story in 2005. We, a group of five people stay in hotel where we had taken three room, one for Mrs. Durga Sob and two for rest of us.
In the mid night, Ms. Sob called us and asked either immigration officer called or not, obviously not. “Why the people asked only to me?” with scary voice. So as to make a cool environment we said not to worry because this call is made by us. But she didn’t believe us. After that we said to her we will discuses about this issue in hotel officer by saying we have also been facing same problems.
In the next day morning at tea time, Ms. Durga Sob shared her problem that she couldn’t sleep whole night and worried because some one had called to her from immigration office to know her immigration status. Similarly, Mr. Hari Prasad Ghimire also shared that he also faced that situation. In that night, that person has made a bluff call to Mr. Hari Gyandari’s room. But Hari Prasad Ghimire received that call co-incidentally. That person had asked lots of questions regarding their visit Bangkok, concerned about passport, visa and what types of business they are doing. As well as when they will be return in their country.
Mr. Ghimire regards this as minor case because he had experience of Chief District Officer (CDO) in Nepal. However Mr. Gyandari and Mrs. Sob sound like that they can’t take this case as a normal.
Actually, Mr. Tek Tamrakar, my room partner told me to gag Mrs. Durga Sob. I dialed the Number of Ms. Durga and told her that I was Mr. Peter from Bangkok immigration office. I had talked more over ten minutes about her stay, business and concerned either she had sufficient fund to stay here or not. And I stopped these phone talkies by saying that I would inform my senior officer about it and if I need further information I would call again. Finally, she said to me, I’d love to say about my activities in Bangkok.
Within this period, my room partner Mr. Tek just laughs and encouraged me to call another friend Mr. Hari Gyandari.
Comparatively, Mr. Ghimire takes this call as a normal call. He is absolutely confidence in answering my queries. I realize that her mind is really distributed and she was more confused. The funniest thing is that they can’t recognize me until now.
In 2006, I was in Sydney. Australia. I have travel around the Sydney on the day time. Mr. Richard was my Sydney tour friend. He has introduced Dr. Simrika Sharma to me. After special occurrence, we had marvelous conversation. “Hello how your life is in Sydney?” I asked. She just smiled for my question as answer and share me her email id.
Their University exam was running even they have managed time for Sydney tour. We reached in Sydney opera house. Opera house is located in beautiful area on the theme of sea and garden that where lots of people are come to share their grief and happiness.
We stay in garden; I opened my laptop and started to take photo from mobile. Green garden, blue sea and smiley face Ms. Simrika. It’s a natural combination that seem like to a person’s creation.
We had travel in different beach for instance Bondi, Manly and Bronte. We like Bondi for swimming. We used her lotion. I said to her that I had no idea about swimming so she started to coach me. That was very fantastic time for us. Lastly, she find out I can swim.
We returned back in our home and started prepare for BBQ. We had had lamb and drinks. Then, I had opened my laptop; browse BBC Nepali service website to listen Nepali news, checked my emails and had wonderful chat with friends, especially with Dr. Sharma, who was born in Australia but looks like typical Katmandu girl. Her expression proved that she used to follow traditional Katmandu culture.
It’s not all that I don’t want to come in Katmandu; I love Katmandu very much but it’s that I don’t want to leave Sydney. I have made an outline that there’s no place in the world like Sydney and there’s no young lady in the world like Dr. Simrika.
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