Bijaya's Blog

खै के लेखु तिम्रा लागि म शब्द पोख्न न जन्ने तिमी भने मेरा मौनतामा पनि अर्थ खोज्न सक्ने म certificate , degree ले धनी आफ्नै चाहाना को ब्यापार गर्ने तिमी भने मनकारी मेरा हरेक रहरहरु किन्न सक्ने आतिएको मेरो मनको छहारी तिमी म रुदा भरपर्दो काध तिमी मेरी आमा , सुन्दरता कस्तो हुन्छ कसैले सोधे म तिम्रो मन भित्र उत्री हेर भनी भनुला जाहा मेरा गल्ती को पनि माफी छ तिमिले गर्ने गालीमा पनि मेरो भलो छ जाहा मेरा लागी तिमिले गरेका सङ्घर्श त्याग र दुखका कथा ब्यथा अनि प्राथना छन् मेरी आमा , रमाइलो न हुदो रहेछ हरेक रहर पुरा भएनी गल्ली घर सन्सारको हरेक कुना सुन्य मेरा लागी तिमी जाहा हुन्छौ मेरो पर्ब त्यही तिमी जहा हुन्छौ उत्शब उमङग त्यही अनी मेरो मन तिमिलाइ सम्झदै खाना को हरेक गासमा यो मनको हरेक हालमा हरेक celebration अनी भोगाइ मा जिन्दगी को पाना फेर्दै तिमी मुस्कुराएको मुहार सम्झन्छु तिमिजस्तै थोरै धर्यता आफुभित्र खोज्दै जिन्दगीका नया पाना फेर्छु सुन्यता भेटछु यो बिरानो ठाउँमा तिमिलाइ खुसी देख्ने एउटै रहर बोकी तिमिलाइ खुसी राख्ने प्रयास मेरो मेरी आमा , तिमिल...

tranquil compassionate fairylane somewhere under the sky where birds dance together with flowers and trees where no trust is broken where we will be like us , without any dread leaning my head on your shoulders talking about our life , our dream ,our home A home that we will build together sharing the chores and beauty sharing our smiles and tears slicing each responsibilities with love and care where doing will not be a burden and heart won't fear to walk several miles forgiving silly mistakes and pointless fights to make a home we can feel with our childerns playing ,chanting and growing witnessing our love when I will be by your side holding your hand on mine seeing my whole future at your eyes and like today I feel luckiest to be your wife for my whole life --bijaya kc

Time has been changed like, a sunshine after a heavy rain, and the sky is in its finest color the color that lure my heart and soothe my soul the color that makes me feel, beautiful and valued one that is , sometimes blue, when I can't take off my eyes sometimes pink , when I blush as If I have applied beauty blush sometimes green , like I feel alive with blackish maskara , making my eyes dance over those yellowish lustrous outline where dream meets reality Being darling violet showing graphicacy of my imagination when there is no fear smiling cult brown creating those red shades and sometimes its a whole rainbow as if the whole world has again been healed and it shines for me appreciating my exisitence pushing me to chase every butterflies I feel and treating me like a beauty queen over the same roof that witnessed buckets of tears in the same life that felt so heavy once - Bijaya kc.

my paper url https://www.scitechnol.com/peer-review/endpoint-protection-of-windows-operating-system-using-threat-analysis-cycle-AzMU.php?article_id=23515&fbclid=IwAR3wz8iHoTFk2yfBmvrFQ8sxL4Bo7rSret68aDTzPF5-uEyaLQEpGCy6skc