2 min read Our body is only the sheath but the sward blade is our soul. Here, the sheath (the body) is an illusion and the sword blade ( the soul) is the truth (SATYA) but we believe in what we see, we’re only human and chiefly rely on the imformation our senses provide us with, so for us sheaths in the shape of a sword itself is the ultimate truth!
2 min read My grandmother remembers a different kind of dasai, She talks about old sunny skies, A time when the golden rays smiled upon her face, When the breeze spoke of the valiant goddess, When the earth rejoiced every Autumn, She remembers a different kind of dasai. My grandmother smiles wistfully at me, Her old, green eyes … Read moreA Different Kind of Dasai
2 min read बग्नु छ कालैको पानीझरिको छिटाहरुका नदि बनेर, उड्नु छ यी हाड्-मासमा प्वाँख सरीका पखेटा बनाई, मनस्पट्टमा हिजो बुनेको मझेत्रो म आज ओढ्ने छु न सुक्ला नदि त्यो, वसन्तको तापमा न झर्ला मझेत्रो शिशिरको विलापमा म उडि् रहन्छु त्यो कालो आकाशमा, होस कालै त्यो दृष्य, चमेरा सरिका। सोंचदा सोंचदै मैले सयौं भाषण दिई सकें, एकान्त मै … Read moreआरामले भैहाल्छ
2 min read Japanese literature, its culture and its chief and the most culturally significant art forms, Manga and Anime have us spellbound making us either an Otaku or a Weeaboo. We have over and again exercised thank you “Arigato” and I love you “Aisheteru”, two important phrases we picked up reading subtitles from animes.
3 min read “The world around me shifted the moment I took the road to the right, the one that led up to Kalimpong and then to Sikkim.” It was getting darker, oranges and violets of the sky merging together; waters of Teesta turning into similar hues. During the ascend up to the town, the violets slipped into … Read moreEvery colour merged into just five
3 min read “Dear Martin, I write to you, it’s been beautiful to be a part of you, I’m grateful. Thank you.” “I have been named Martin and I named myself Luthor/ Prophet not because that’s who I am, but who I yearn to be.” From the small and beautiful town of Kalimpong, we’ve had many musical talents … Read moreLuthor TheProphet: The Adventures of Martin Sada
6 min read This work of fiction is based on the 1986 Gorkhaland Agitation led by the Gorkhaland National Democratic Front (GNLF) Supremo, The Mahamahim, The Raja of the Hills, Late Mr. Subhas Ghising in the enchanting land of thunderbolts, Dorje-ling or as we like to call in now, Darjeeling. The agitation took a violent turn in the mid ’86. This short story finds its setting in such a background of a local tea estate of the name Tukvar which constituted a fundamental population of GNLF supporters during this agitation,