July 4, 2008
यन डि यफ बेल्जियम को पिक्निक कार्यक्रम भब्यताका साथ संपन्न
July 1, 2008
The Freedom we never lost
We can not limit our warrior’s contribution in just a paragraph but this is just a patriotic thought in the eve of American’s Independence Day.
=> I got an email at the work how their freedom fighter met the fate for fighting for their country.
Only two people signed the Declaration of Independence on July 4th, John Hancock and Charles Thomson. Most of the rest signed on August 2, but the last signature wasn't added until 5 years later.
Have you ever wondered what happened to the 56 men who signed the Declaration of Independence?
Five signers were captured by the British as traitors, and tortured before they died.
Twelve had their homes ransacked and burned. Two lost their sons serving in the Revolutionary Army; another had two sons captured.
Nine of the 56 fought and died from wounds or hardships of the Revolutionary War.
They signed and they pledged their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor.
What kind of men were they?
Twenty-four were lawyers and jurists. Eleven were merchants, nine were farmers and large plantation owners; men of means, well educated. But they signed the of Independence knowing full well that the penalty would be death if they were captured.
Carter Braxton of Virginia, a wealthy planter and trader, saw his ships swept from the seas by the British Navy. He sold his home and properties to pay his debts, and died in rags.
Thomas McKeam was so hounded by the British that he was forced to move his family almost constantly. He served in the Congress without pay, and his family was kept in hiding. His possessions were taken from him, and poverty was his reward.
Vandals or soldiers looted the properties of Dillery, Hall, Clymer, Walalton, Guinett, Heyward,
Ruttledge, and Middleton.
At the battle of Yorktown, Thomas Nelson Jr, noted that the British General Cornwallis had taken over the Nelson home for his headquarters. He quietly urged General George Washington to open fire. The home was destroyed, and Nelson died bankrupt. Francis Lewis had his home and properties destroyed. The enemy jailed his wife, and she died within a few months.
John Hart was driven from his wife's bedside as she was dying. Their 13 children fled for their lives. His fields and his gristmill were laid to waste.
For more than a year he lived in forests and caves, returning home to find his wife dead and his
children vanished. A few weeks later he died from exhaustion and a broken heart. Norris and Livingston suffered similar fates.
Such were the stories and sacrifices of the American Revolution. These were not wild-eyed, rabble-rousing ruffians. They were soft-spoken men
of means and education. They had security, but they valued liberty more. Standing tall, straight, and unwavering, they pledged: "For the support of this declaration, with firm reliance on the protection of the divine providence, we mutually pledge to each other, our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor."
They gave you and me a free and independent America.
The history books never told you a lot about what happened in the Revolutionary War. We didn't fight just the British.
We were British subjects at that time and we fought our own government! Some of us take these liberties so much for
granted, but we shouldn't. So, take a few minutes while enjoying your 4th of July holiday and silently thank these patriots. It's not much to ask for the price they paid.
Remember freedom is never free!
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अध्यारो बिहानी
बिहानी तारा अस्ताइ गयो उज्यालो पनि देख्नै नपाइ।
शहिद्को सप्ना ओझेल परे नया इतिहास् लेख्नै नपाइ॥
लोकतन्त्रको जग् हाल्दै आधीले सबै भत्काइ दियो।
निरंकुस अध्यारोमा जाकेर सधैंलाइ नै थच्काइ दियो॥
अन्गिन्ती आशाका फुलहरु फर्कनै नपाइ मुर्न थाले॥
शान्तीको स्वास फेर्नै नपाइ फेरी पनि जन्ता मर्न थाले॥
हक हित अधिकार खोस्यो स्वतन्त्रता कुनै भोग्नै नपाइ।
शहिद्को सप्ना ओझेल परे नया इतिहास् लेख्नै नपाइ॥
सतीको श्र्राप परेर होकी कहिलै माथी उठ्न सकेन।
निहित् स्वार्थको परिधि नाघी आफै भित्र जुट्न सकेन॥
उज्यालोको कठोर् प्रतिक्षामा जिन्दगी अब थाकी सक्यो।
सर्वभौमको बिहानीलाइ कालो बादलले ढाकी सक्यो॥
खिचातानी मै अल्झिय नेता अराजकत्ता छेक्नै नपाइ।
शहिद्को सप्ना ओझेल परयॊ नयाँ इतिहास् लेख्नै नपाइ॥
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मेरो संसार
जलाउछ रुवाउछ छन बेदना र चित्कार मात्र
तिमीलाइ देखाउदिन म खुकुरिको धारको बाटो
हिड्दैछु म पिल्सिएर सधै आफ्नोहरुको साटो
तिमी नआउ मेरो सँसारमा त्यहाँ हाँसो हराउछ
रोजबरु अर्को बाटो जहाँ फूलहरु फुल्छ
आगोको भुम्रोमा हिडन बिन्ति नगर साह्रो
जलन सहि जीवन काट्न हुन्छ अति गाह्रो
- अशोक " खलान को मान्छे "
ड्राम्स्टाड जर्मनी
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June 29, 2008
बहुला र "पागलहरू"
सानै छँदा एक दिन बुबासंग डिल्लीबजार तिर हिडिरहेको थिएँ । बिच सडकमा एकजना चर्को स्वरमा चोर औला ठाडो पार्दै बर्बराउँदै थियो “ … मलाई यो देशको राजा बनाईदिनु, म यो बाटो सुनको बनाई दिन्छु … …” बाटोमा हिडने सबै त्यहि व्यक्तीलाई हेर्दै हिडिरहेका थिएं।
सुनको भाऊ र राजनीति बारे क, ख, ग पनि जान्ने उमेर थिएन त्यो, तर सुन भनेको महङ्गो बस्तु र राजा भनेका ‘जे पनि गर्न सक्ने’ व्यक्ति हुन भन्ने थाहा थियो । त्यस दिन घर फर्के पछि मैले साँझमा सबै परिवार भएको बेलामा त्यो दिउसो देखेको मान्छेलाई किन राजा नबनाएको भनेर प्रश्न गरें । मेरो कुरा सुनेर घरमा सबैजना गलल्ल हासें “धेत! त्यो त बहुला हो … ” बहुलाको परिभाषा पनि राम्रो नबुझेकोले त्यस पछिका केहि दिनहरुमा मेरो मानसपटलमा त्यो व्यक्ति र उस्को आबाज गुञ्जिरह्यो … । मेरो बाल मष्तिष्कमा त्यसपछिका धेरै दिनसम्म बारम्बार यौटै कुरा आईरह्यो :- त्यो मान्छेलाई ‘राजा’ बनाए पनि हुन्थ्यो नी ! आफ्नो बचपनाको बारेमा हाँसो लागे पनि त्यो ‘राजा बन्न पाए सुनको बाटो बनाउने मान्छे’ को भने मलाई पछिसम्म सम्झना छ । यथार्थको धरातलमा बसेर सोच्दा सुनको बाटो बनाउने कुरा असम्भब भए पनि त्यतिबेला बाटोमा हिंडने ठुलै मान्छे पनि उसका कुरा सुन्दै हिडेको याद छ मलाई । त्यो यौटा केवल कोरा कल्पना र पागलपन थियो … तैपनि तात्कालीन समयमा ‘राजा’ र ‘सुन’ शब्दले सबैको ध्यान खिचेको हुनसक्छ । सोच्दा सोच्दै मेरो मानसपटलमा फेरि त्यो बहुलाको बिम्ब र आबाजहरु घनिभूत भएर गुन्जन्छन, म अचानक फेरि आफुलाई डिल्लीबजारको त्यहि सडक छेउमा पाउँछु । त्यो बहुला आज पनि पूर्वबत आफ्नो “घोषणा पत्र” को पाठ गरेर कराउँदै छ “ मलाई राजा बनाईदिनु … म यो बाटो सुनको बनाई दिन्छु … …” अहिले म मा बचपना छैन र मलाई उस्को त्यो सुनको बाटो बनाउने योजनाले पनि तान्न सक्दैन । मलाई थाहा छ त्यो बहुला हो र उसलाई आफुले बोलेको कुराको न कुनै ज्ञान छ न जिम्मेबारिपनको बोध । म त्यो बहुलालाई वास्तै नगरि बाटोमा अगाडि बढ्छु … तर अचानक बाटोको आर्कोतर्फबाट झुण्ड-झुण्डमा हुलका हुल मानिसहरु देखापर्छन । म बिस्तारै त्यो झुण्ड भएतर्फ बढ्छु, अगाडि भीडको बिचमा अलिकता अग्लो मञ्च बनाईएको थियो र त्यसमाथी एकजना व्यक्ति चोर औंला ठडाएर मच्ची मच्ची कराउँदै थियो “ मलाई भोट दिनुहोस् म यो टोलामा ढल बनाईदिन्छु, … बाटो बनाईदिन्छु … , पानीको समस्या समाधान गर्छु … … ” हेर्दा हेर्दै मेरो आखाँ अगाडी चलचित्रका दृश्यझै गरि सबै घटनाक्रमहरु घुम्न थाल्छन्। हेर्दा हेर्दै त्यस्तै अरु धेरै जना ठाँउ ठाँउमा देखीन्छन् । कोहि २ बर्षमा मेलम्चिको पानी ल्याउने, कोहि ५ बर्षमा नेपाललाई स्विटजरल्याण्ड बनाउने आदि आदि । सबैले यथार्थीय धरातलमा कुनै पनि हालतमा पुरा गर्न नसकीने सपना बाँड्दै थीए । तर सफा लुगा लगाएको र यौटा यौटा झण्डा पनि समाएकोले सबैजना ति व्यक्तिहरुको कुरा ध्यान दिएर सुनेका देखिन्थे । म पुन झसंङ्ग हुन्छु र बास्तबिकतामा फर्कन्छु । मलाई अब देशका नेताहरुको अगाडि त्यो डिल्लीबजारको बहुला ‘पागल’ लाग्न छाड्छ ।
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June 28, 2008
हप्ता हंगामा - रित्तिएको बरफ
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