Stories By 'Pranaya SJB Rana'
Two weeks ago, Kathmandu’s streets turned once again into a battleground between those asserting power and those challenging it. This time, Newar activists and homeowners went up against the might of the burgeoning neoliberal state.
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Few things are quite as unwholesome as getting sick in a foreign country. For one, you are far from the comfortable trappings of home and loved ones who will care for you and dote on you.
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Few drink like the English and when in London, I did like the English do. More than the grandeur of Westminster or Buckingham Palace or St Paul’s, I witnessed closer the insides of a great many pubs.
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There is perhaps no other activity that is as decidedly human as the obsession over the passage of time, pigeon-holed into days and months and years. No animal marks time so stringently as the human, to paraphrase Mitch Albom.
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The story of space begins with the bed. For, that rectangle is the place where everyone spends most of their lives. One-third of life spent sleeping, lying comatose, eyes closed, transported into a realm few understand.
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In Copenhagen, the skies are perpetually black, and the rain is incessant. Each moment that the clouds part and the sun peeks through feels heaven-sent. In this dark, dank city, it is easy to feel depressive and despondent.
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