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Monday, October 1, 2012

Case on Virginity Is Not The Matter of Dignity, It is Just a Lack of Oppertunity..


Virginity means you have strong values and respect for yourself. You don't give yourself away to anyone that comes along, and if you look at the ones who do they often struggle in relationships, have no self-respect and aren't any happier.

Lack of opportunity may play a role in some cases but not all. The majority make the choice when the time is right for them not when society or another wants them to.


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Some days back I happened to see a teenager sporting a T-Shirt with a one liner on it - 'Virginity is not dignity, it's just the lack of opportunity'. The one liner really did amuse me , I had never thought of it that way. Was it just something that a punk teenager did to grab some attention or did he consider it cool as today's definition of cool is - anything against tradition or anything abnormal.

Coming from HINDU Religion - a culture that's against premarital sex, a glimpse of that one liner made me think about it in a different way.

The animal in us
As Leo Tolstoy has put it in one of his works, " the blood of the swine is always in man". Even as a kid when one doesn't know what the meaning of love or sex is, there exists a magnetic attraction towards an eligible partner of the opposite sex, which is an absolute animal trait. You can quit reading this if you think I'm rambling, but I need to say all this to get to the point. So by default, we have an animal pattern of living - the same primordial form of mating, food, shelter and comfort. Civilization and society teaches us to satisfy our animal urges in a way that would promote a peaceful co-existence with our fellow beings. But keep in mind the fact that the default nature in us isn't deleted - we are just taught to live in another way.

Either it maybe because of my orthodox upbringing or my land's culture, It wasn't something i could accept, the one liner wouldn't apply to a man with strong principles and moral values. A man with the will power to say no to things is definitely a contradiction to it. But then, where can we find such a man today?. This statement doesn't mean there aren't any but that it is too limited. Though evolution has helped in changing our animal form, our heavenly father left the primordial animal instinct in us - whether it is an anomaly or not, its not up to me to say. Anyway hats off to the person who said - " Man is a social animal".

So now lemme come to the point, Our forefathers would consider the one liner- 'Virginity isn't dignity, it's just the lack of opportunity', a taboo or an abomination to their values. But I can assure you that the majority of this generation would consider virginity a lack of opportunity as opposed to those who consider virginity as the purity of body and soul.

Our forefathers were more religious and the fear of the judgement that would befall them was always there and they seldom questioned religion. But the scenario has changed drastically, the generation no longer cherishes the concept of having faith in something that cant be seen, heard or felt. The new generation needs answers to their questions. This shift of perspective lessens the fear of religion and in turn having nothing to fear has caused an evident shift back to our default animal pattern of living.

So the question that we need to ask ourselves is that whether it is right to go back to our default animal character. Shouldn't ther be something we need to fear so as to keep our ethics and values straight?. Polygamy is a typical animal trait and the one liner indirectly points to that trait. Whether a person considers virginity the lack of opportunity or not depends entirely on his perspective - but the latter stance is more of an animal trait.

Coming to the confusing part - Is following our default animal pattern a sin?. This is something that has confused me always and I honestly don't have an answer to it. So I leave it to you.

BITTER FACTS OF LIFE


USE IT


I Shall Be a Child.. I Shall Be A Warrier (BINOD HYOJU)


I shall be a child
I shall Explore.
I shall Inquire.
I shall enjoy.
I shall wonder.

I shall be a warrior.
I will not stop until I reach my breakthru.

I will do my best and if needed I will help others but i will not hinder anyones progress or participation
Nothing else shall be more important to me other thatn the breakthru, not even my HUNGER, my SLEEP or my dentist appointment...

A true story of a child never been born..

This is a Story...Please read !


Hi, Mommy.

I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few
weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise.
Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got
beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I
will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me
your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we
have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to
be a doctor when I grow up.


You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't
wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was
perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I
will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I
know it already.


Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about
me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that
you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called
wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand
yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did
something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and
your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad
for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It
doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after,
and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I
do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I
don't like it, Mommy.


Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and
you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes,
and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most
beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm
happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait
and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will
make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.


I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your
hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love
you, Mommy.


Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting
funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't
know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry,
Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to
protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good
person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want
us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?


You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?


It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or
touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I
still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when
you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug
me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do
that when you're awake, any more?


I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going
somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a
hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell
you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait.


...Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't
know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think
something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared,
Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love
you!


Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It
feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!


Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They
told me what you did, and they said it's called an ABORTION.


Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you
get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something
wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why
don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want
to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care
about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say
you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and
see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I
want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did
something wrong. I love you!



I love you, Mommy.






Every abortion is just…


One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.



A child never been born

A WORD WITH DIFFERENT MEANINGS...

One of the most interesting words in the english language today, is the word ***k.
Out of all the English words that begin with the letter 'f' .... is the only word refered to as the f word...
It's the one magical word.
Just by its sound can describe pain, pleasure, hate and love.
 I rarely use this word but today it describes my hate.

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Find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things 4 each other that build intimacy. Do hav a real happy marriage


Married or not… you should read this.
Marriage.

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.”

I saw this on the internet.. I thought I would share this on tumblr to my followers and randoms.

The Fact


I still miss those days.
That, hours of chatting...
Fighting over little things....
Late night talks...
Sharing secrets...
Weird dreams .
“Being possessive” Attitudes..
Waiting for ur texts..
Watching ur pics and texts over and over...
Smiling for no reason...
Trusting you blindly...
Your hugs and kisses....Your innocent wishes....

And, now just having...
Blank inbox....
No more “I love u”...

Hours of loneliness...
Unshared emotions...
Late night cries....
Heartbreaking secrets...
Shattered dreams....
Deleted memories....
Fake smiles....
Broken trust...our nailed hugs....Your devious heartaches....

I don't know why I Am still waiting for you..!

Sometimes when I m thinking
about u
my eyes gets filled with tears:'(
but then suddenly ur another
memory

touches my heart and I start
smiling with
teary eyes.....:)


Friday, May 4, 2012

Nepal Corruption.. Worst to 52 RANK

Facts We could do and be.

If all the politicians of Nepal were to stop their bribery only for a year, Nepal would have enough money to build roads to reach every corner! Now go tell that to Nepalese living in Nepal or abroad, you would be surprised how true your words are. There is a lot of bribery and corruption in Nepal. Full Stop.


Nepal Corruption Facts -


Nepal is the world's 52nd corrupted country. In June 2005, first time ever, Nepal's all of the most famous political leaders were detained on charges of corruption, most dismissed due to lack of evidence.

Nepal's most corrupted region are Police, Judiciary, Tax, Education, Health, Power and Electricity, Land administration, and Customs.

Land Administration, Customs and Police are the main three sectors with heavy corruption
Reasons for corruption in many sectors are due to lack of accountability, transparency, low salary, power of monopoly and powerful interest groups, lack of proper law and order in the country.
 Half the people in Nepal believe that no work can be done without bribing

Among many ways of doing corruption in Nepal are bribery, gift-giving, diverting of budgets away from projects, under reporting of tax collections, over pricing of procurements - a direct blow to the poorest of the poorest in Nepal

A corrupted high level politician in Nepal can suck-up as much as 1 Million US Dollar a month.
Among social, economic, caste and ethnic inequalities, corruption is the most factor susceptible to Maoist influence and propaganda.
 In Nepal, the poor cannot afford the legal costs involved in dealing with the corruption-prone formal justice system
 In a 2004 national survey, Nepalese identified corruption as the first concern, second was the unemployment and third was the Maoist violence.