narayan thapa

Narayan Thapa:: Redhat Certified Engineer(RHCE), Redhat Certified Technician(RHCT),PHP Programmer and IT consultant from Nepal

One small and lovely bhai (was small when I was at putalisadak before 2 years, but I think not small now, he is studying grade 10 :) ).. was on my msn chat..

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—- narayan die

Yea, bhan

—– yo tapaain ko site ma upload garnu na… too goood

On my website, narayan.com.np ma ?

—– yup, padhnu na

Ok, heheh. I just copied his text and posted .. however it’s good

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First I was dying to finish college and to start working.
Then I was dying to get married to have children.
And then I was dying for my children to grow up
so that I could go back to work.
And then I was dying to retire so that I might finally do
all the things I had always wante to do.
And now I am retired and I am dying…and suddenly I realize that I forgot to live.

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There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.

The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered  daily gradually dwindled down.

He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence…. Finally the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper  at all.

He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, “You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won’t matter how many times you say I’m sorry, the wound
is still there.”

A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Friends are very rare jewels indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear,  they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.”

As usual, my email client application used to check my pop email on every 2 minutes. That’s why I able to reply all email on next minute.

I am sorry. Not every email, only important emails…

I was waiting an email today. Not from gf (sense of humor), but from my client.. :)

I got one.. may be that was same email which is I am waiting.. slow internet.. receiving.. receiving.. receiving.. and yes, lastly received ..

Damm it. :(

It was a email sent by one of supporter of RPP N(rastriya prajatantra party Nepal), a party by kamal Thapa.

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Silly joke. They are using internet to ask for vote.. :) but not so bad idea.. hehehe

You are free to express and use your right of vote.However I hope you will remember People’s Movement 2006 before you vote.

Also read about Kamal Thapa Through Google

I am not supporting to him either making publicize .. however just read following email message that I have got..

CA election is a contest of ideas. At present there are mainly two competing ideas or options: republic vs Monarchy. If the present trends are any indication, the idea of republic eventually will lead the country towards the rise of extreme left in the power, to be followed by foreign intervention and disintegration of the country.

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To save the country from this dangerous possibility, we need to create a polity where all political forces- Monarchy, Maoists and the democratic parties can co- exist in a harmonious way. That polity is “CONSTITUTIONAL MONARCHIAL PARLIAMENTARY DEMOCRACY” – an alternative idea put forward by Rastriya Prajatanta Party- Nepal (RPP-N). End of monarchy does not guarantee democracy, Afghanistan, Iran, Sikkim and Cambodia are examples of this bitter truth. Against this backdrop “constitutional monarchial parliamentary democracy” as practical in Britain, Japan and Thailand is best suited to Nepal. Lets support this idea of reconciliation and national unity.

VOTE FOR RPP-N , ELECTION SYMBOL: COW!!

Regards,
Kamal Thapa
Chairman
RPP- N

From Kathmandu Constituency 5 and Makwanpur Constituency 3

VOTE FOR RPP- N ELECTION SYMBOL: COW

After a long time period, I have got something to post here on my site. :) Just read and read..

10th grade

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called “best friend”. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

11th grade

The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Senior year

The day before prom she walked to my locker. “My date is sick” she said; he’s not going to go well, I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as “best friends”. So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step! I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn’t think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said “I had the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Graduation Day

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone
went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, “you’re my best friend, thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

A Few Years Later

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say “I do” and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn`t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said “you came!”. She said “thanks” and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Funeral

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my “best friend”. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:


I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn’t notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love him but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!

I wish

I wish I did too… I thought to my self, and I cried.

i love u
i love u
i love u and love you…….

Send this link to all the people that you love! Even if you dont love someone send it to them….just to let them no that your thinkin about them!!

Curently, i am hanging on 2 MLM project. However, blog need to update. I just loocked sachin’s blog and used his content to update it.

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Why Women Cry…

An old article that have done magic :-

A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?”

“Because I’m a woman,” she told him.

“I don’t understand,” he said.

His Mom just hugged him and said, “And you never will.”

Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”

“All women cry for no reason,” was all his dad could say.

The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.

Finally he put prayer to God who would surely know the answer.

When God responded he asked, “God, why do women cry so easily?”

God said: “When I made the woman she had to be made special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children. I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining. Gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.

I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly. And lastly, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers and only hers exclusively to use whenever she needs it.

She needs no reason, no explanation, its hers.”

“You see my son,” said God, “the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides.”

So.. This is my humble request… Plzzz plzzz learn to respect women ! !