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.. ——— —- 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 ——— 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. ——— 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 more....
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. 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. more....
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 more....
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. ————————————————- 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 more....