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The Economics of Vehicle import taxes!
Economics is a science and study of maximizing the social outcome of the all the available resources. The forces of demand and supply always determine this outcome, which economists call an economic equilibrium. This equilibrium is a self-correcting phenomenon of real...
Sajha Yatayat : a bus that rekindles hope.
After nearly a month of Sajha Yatayat going in operation, I finally got to hitch a ride in the coach of this symbolic brand. I have to applaud the people at Sajha for creating an almost flawless systems. My only complain (because I am a Nepali after all; so have to...
जीन्दगी
जीन्दगी के हो? कहिले कमजोर, कहिले कठोर, कहिले Rowdy Rathore।कहिले नुन, कहिले सुन; अनि कहिले टुनक टुनक टुन।जीन्दगी के हो? कहिले लसक्क, कहिले मसक्क, कहिले टकरक्क।कहिले सिमसिम, कहिले टिमटिम; अनि कहिले अमुल फ्रेश क्रिम!जीन्दगी के हो? कहिले लम्फु, कहिले डम्फु, कहिले चिनिया...
Rocketerian for Life.
"Just because you are on top of the food chain, does not give you the right to eat everybody else below you." - shouted the Chairman of Life and Well being Planet International, Mr. Eit No Ting. Mr. Eit No Ting a devout Rocketerian, continued his aggression towards...
के नै पो ख्याँसियो?
जीनदगीको धेरै बसन्त जिइयोखोइ त के ख्याँसियो?बाल्यकालमा कामथियो, पढिन्थ्यो;कहिले बाको कहिले मिसको गाली पनि खाइयो,तर खोइ त के नै ख्याँसियो?जवानीमा प्रेम पनि गरियोकलेज जान्छु भनेर गोदावरी पनि धाइयो,तर, खोइ त के नै ख्याँसियो?पैसो चाहियो, जागिर खाइयोकहिले वाह वाह...
It has been a while.
It has been a while,since my walk to the last mile.There was so much to do,But only few ounces of beer could brew.And all that remaining ryewas left to dry.There is so much to doI wish all the beer could brewAnd not even a single ounce of ryewould be left to...
The Lonely Rain
If there wereno cell to call!no contact to mail!no party to attend!no culrav to organize!wud we havestill been the same?wud we still misseachother in the lonely rain?if there wereno eyes to see!no hands to touch!no ears to hear!no heart to beat!wud we havestill been...
Wish you were here!
Sitting here, all by myself,I wish you were here.Then hits a sensation;you are here,sitting next to me,staring at me,and telling me to put the cigarrette butt aside.I do the sameand look at you;Your glowing face,amazing as it looks in the dim moon-light,as if you are...