सूचिकृत गरिएको सम्बन्धमा
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गरीब
गरीब भन्छौ? सुखको म झैं धनी
मिल्दैन संसारभरी कतै पनि।
विलासको लालस-दास छैनँ म
मीठो छ मेरो रसिलो परिश्रम।प्रयासको पत्थरमा नदीसरि
बहन्छु हाँसी म तरङ्गले भरी।
म पोखरी झैं उहि ठाउँ जम्दिनँ
छ शुद्ध यो जीवनको सबै कण।निधार मेरो पसिना-जडाउ छ
मोती तिनैको अनमोल भाउ छ।
छ शान्तिको सुन्दर दीप वासमा
पीयूषको स्वाद छ गाँसगाँसमा।छ भोक मीठो, रसिलो प्यास
छ अन्तमा व्यञ्जनको सुवास।
छ थोर आवश्यकता पुगेपछि
म बस्छु संसार नयाँ नयाँ रची।जगत् छ मेरो घरबार सुन्दर
आकाश नीलो छ तले मनोहर।
छन् रत्न सारा उसमा भराभर
छन् चन्द्रमा दीप तथा प्रभाकर।प्रभात सन्ध्याहरू रङ्ग भर्दछन्
र मेघ आईकन दङ्ग पर्दछन्।
छ नृत्य राम्रो ऋतुको समागम
दृश्यादि पर्दा दिन-रातको क्रम।परीसरी फूल हिली झुलीकन
टप्काउँछन् सुन्दर मोतिका कण।
हजार गाना रसिलो निरूपम
सुनाउँछन् पत्रविषे विहङ्गम।छ मख्मली घाँस बडो मुलायम
म लेट्छु जस्माथि सकी परिश्रम।
पङ्खा छ मेरो वटवृक्ष सुन्दर
समीर हम्कीकन चल्छ सर्सर।आनन्दको एक कुटी छ झोपडी
पुगिन्छ त्यस्मा शिर शैलको चढी।
समीरको खेल खुला वीपरि
अनन्त आकाश निलो शिरोपरि।अलग्ग, साधा र अनन्त बीचमा
छ एक्लो, निर्झरको नजीकमा।
यस्माथि ताराहरु झल्मलाउँछन्
शशी हँसीली यसमा उदाउँछिन्।सन्ध्या यसलाइ सुन्दर
पहाड, यी खेत बडा मनोहर।
आनन्दमा बस्दछु न्यानु घाममा
अनन्त मिल्दछ अन्धकारमा।बिमान खासा मनको लिईकन
म चन्द्र, तारा, पृथिवी घुमीकन।
विहारको मोज लुटी लुटीकन
फर्कन्छु फेरी उहि रम्य आँगन।पाई हँसीलो अलमस्त यौवन
छाती फुकाई, जलका ठुला कण।
पैह्रेर आभूषण, झल्किईकन
गुलाब चल्छन् अलि ढल्किईकन।उद्यान मेरो भरमा परीहरू
गुलाब मीठो, फुल नामका अरू।
सुगन्धले मग्मग वस्त्र सुन्दर
रङ्गीनले शोभित छन् भरीभर।निद्रा सुसारे छ अपूर्व सुन्दरी
जादू छ उस्को सपना मिठो सरी।
संसार बिर्सन्छु म अङ्कमालमा
भाग्छे बिहानै लजिली मनोरमा।छ साथ मेरो दिन-रात ईश्वर
ममा यहाँ छैन कतै, कुनै डर।
संसार यस्तो रसिलो विषे अहो!
मलाइ राख्ने अति धन्य धन्य हो।-Nepali Poem by Laxmi Prasad Devkota
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Paulo Coelho – The Alchemy of Dreams
The universe is a mirror, reflecting back the essence of our souls. When we chase our dreams with courage, the universe conspires to help us achieve them. But to dream is to risk – to risk failure, to risk heartbreak. Yet, without risks, there is no discovery, no growth.
I met a shepherd once, his eyes filled with a light that no riches could dim. “I search for my treasure,” he said, pointing to the horizon. I asked if he was afraid of losing his way. He smiled. “The journey is the treasure,” he replied.
Life often tempts us to settle for comfort, to bury our dreams beneath the weight of fear. But those who dare to step into the unknown are rewarded with more than they seek. The journey changes them, transforming ordinary seekers into extraordinary beings.
Your heart knows the way; listen to its whispers. Trust the omens that guide you and the struggles that shape you. Each step, whether painful or joyful, leads you closer to your treasure. And when you find it, you’ll realize that the treasure was not a thing but the alchemist you became.
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Laxmi Prasad Devkota – The Poet’s Longing
Oh, to be free, to soar beyond the earthly tether of mundane existence! My heart, like a solitary bird, craves the vast expanse of the unknown skies. The mountains call me with their silent whispers, and the rivers invite me to dance along their sinuous paths. Life is not a mere struggle for survival but a quest for beauty, a journey towards transcendence.
The essence of humanity lies in its dreams, in its eternal yearning to break the chains of mediocrity. I see the farmers toiling under the sun, their sweat a testament to resilience, but where is their joy? I see the scholar hunched over books, but where is the wisdom that liberates?
The true wealth of life is not in riches or power but in the ability to see the divine in a blade of grass, the infinite in a fleeting moment. Let us awaken our dormant spirits, let us live as creators, not mere consumers of life. For what is man if not a child of the cosmos, destined to shine as brightly as the stars themselves ?
