Welcome to Scribbles of the Soul

 Welcome to Scribbles of the Soul, where poetry flows freely from the depths of my heart. My passion for writing began during my school days, where I discovered the power of words to express my thoughts and emotions. Now, years later, I have decided to continue this journey and share my words with the world. Each poem I write is a reflection of the human experience we all share, full of raw emotion and honesty. Through my writing, I explore the depths of my soul and share my hopes, fears, and desires with you. Together, we will embark on a journey of self-discovery and growth, as we explore the beauty and complexity of the human heart. Join me as we delve into the depths of our souls, using the power of poetry to connect with each other and the world around us.

I'm an average guy

 I am not merely average, I am a masterpiece in the making, 

A unique creation, in my soul, my heart, my every waking. 

I may not look like a superstar, but my worth is more than skin-deep, 

For within me lies a universe, where my beauty lies to keep.

My talents may not be elite, but they make me who I am, 

A unique tapestry of skill and spirit, woven with a gentle hand. 

I may not top the charts, but I strive to be the best I can be, 

With every step, with every breath, with every dream that sets me free.

I am not just a face in the crowd, a number, a name on a page, 

But a work of art, a living, breathing masterpiece of the age. 

I am kind, caring, loving, a devoted friend, a cherished son, 

A symbol of hope, of perseverance, of all that's pure and fun.

I may not be a star of the screen, but I shine in my own right, 

A beacon of light, of inspiration, of hope that's always bright. 

I am unique, I am special, and there's none quite like me, 

For I am a masterpiece in the making, a vision for all to see.

 

So let not my average looks, my modest talents, weigh me down, 

For within me burns a fire, a passion that can turn things around. 

I am a symbol of beauty, of hope, of all that's kind and true, 

And I'll keep on living, dreaming, being the best I can be - just for you.

थाकेको म

 त्यतिबेला 

म भित्र थकान मात्रै थियो

म थाकिसको थिएँ, 

यस्तो थकान जुन शून्यताले ल्याएको थियो।

म जे महसुस गर्थे

त्यसलाई कापीमा उतार्ने प्रयास गर्थे

खै, मैले के महसुस गर्थे

तर कागज भने खाली नै हुन्थ्यो

मैले यसलाई वर्णन गर्न नै सक्दैन थिए।

जसरी 

भावनाको नदीले

आफ्ना बाधहर तोडेर आउछ र 

आशाले आफ्नो किनार पार गर्छ, 

अनि मस्तिष्कले भ्रम पैदा 

गर्न थाल्छ रे।

त्यो शून्यता

रिक्तता अनि आत्मशंका भरिएको म

म त्याहा भौतिक रूपमा उपस्थित थिए होला 

तर मेरो आत्मा भने रित्तै थियो 

Unsend texts to my ex

 I met somebody today, 

and they asked me if i was 

still in love with you. 

Without hesitation i answered "no" 

and though it was the truth, 

it felt a little like betrayal 

and although I didn't lie. 

It felt a little wrong to say, 

and i'm beginning to realize that 

To say "I do not love you" is 

not to say that I never did. 

I think there's always going to 

be a loyal piece of my heart 

living in the past, 

that still calls you mine.

To say that i do not love you now, 

does not speak for our past. 

It speaks for me in this moment and 

I won't lie it hurts 

to say but who I was 

when i loved you, 

Isn't who i am today.

Probably Friends 🫰

"Probably friends

Possibly lovers

But definitely not nothing"

Those were the three thoughts which came into my mind

when I thought of writing today.

That smile of her

From her dp, comes to my mind when I used to think of her.

The way she never gets tired

out of my lame jokes & reply with a laughing emoji. 

When you have a trust that there's 

Someone who's gonna make your day.

By that time, I've learned her best friends, her do's and don'ts, how easily she could paint a smile on my face. I had started practicing, learning her by that time. Thinking about her little much on my spare time.

Then three thoughts changed

"Probably lovers

Possibly friends 

But definitely not nothing"

By this time, I was all around me. Then I realized the love only went one way. I learn the feeling of her pulling away. Her sentences became shorter, there used to be awkward silence sometimes.

Then the three thoughts chimed one more time.

"Propably nothing

Possibly friends,

But Definitely not lovers"

Rejection

The rejection that I faced that day,

When I asked, "Will you be my Valentine?"

It seemed like the end, my heart did break,

But I knew I had to learn to take.

Years later, I recall that moment still,

The fear and the pain, the will to thrill.

But now, with a smile, I look back on that day,

And I see it as a beautiful memory in every way.

The courage it took, to put myself out there,

To chase my dreams, with nothing to spare.

The rejection, a lesson I learned,

That life is a journey, with many turns.

So I hold that memory, close to my heart,

With gratitude, for every moment, every part.

For it taught me strength, and how to grow,

And that every experience, is a beautiful show.

And now, I stand tall, with my head held high,

Ready for whatever life may bring, without a sigh.

For I know that I've got the courage and the grace,

To face the world, with a smile, and a beautiful space 

Bitter History of Gurkha Warriors

Today I watched the series "The forgotten Army". The main character Lieutenant Sodhi and his army fight for Indian Independence during World War II as part of the British Army. The journey and sacrifice of the Indian National Army from its soldiers' point of view is shown in the series.

So, I thoght to relate the this with our own history. We all Nepalase are proud that Nepal was never colonized but there are many bitter histories behind this. We have heard many stories about the brivary of Gurkhas but the stories about their pains have been untold. Though Nepal didn't take part in any of the world war, more than 2 lakhs of Nepalese were killed in those wars. These were the Gurkha soldiers, renowned worldwide for their bravery. But the history of Gurkha army itself is tragically inhuman and political. 

When Britains got defeated in Sindhuligadi they came to know that even the outnumberd troops can be deadly. When Nepal got defeated and Amar Singh Thapa was compelled to sign Malaun Sandhi. Britain took the advantage of this treaty and start recruiting Gurkha Army.

The main reason for recruitment was cheap and quality manpower and they even didn't have considerable number of manpower of their own origin.

To supress the nations they had conquered and to fight the war they used armies from the local origin but this was not the good idea. So the most beneficial subject to them were the young farmers from the rural areas of Nepal who were unaware from such politics. They were unaware, straightforward and  hardworking. At that time people were very poor due to Anglo Nepal war and British began calling Nepalese Villagers for recruitment. So, many youths joined them for economic relief. During the Rana resime, Ranas were always dependent in Birtish to sustain in power. Bir Shumsher made more easier for recruitment. After selling the Nepalese youth Ranas received the royality of 10 millions each year and the number of soldiers has doubled this time.

During first world war 1.5 lakhs soldiers and during second word war 4 lakhs were sent for the war.  Britain had to face a huge number of casualties during WWl where about 50,000 Gurkhas had been killed but as Nepalese were primarily kept in front line this number increased to 70,000. But the number Brithish Embassy  gave to Nepalese government was just 8000. Similarly the number of Nepalese killed in WWII was  1,46,000 but, the again the  Britian only claimed 6000 kills. Apart from death, there is no account to casualties and suffering  of Nepalese in the war.

Hiding the painful aspects of the war and spreading the story of its bravery and heroism is propaganda still today. Similarly another propaganda was  present Nepalese as poor and military race. By claiming to provide employment to poor Nepalese. Britain pretend itself as a saviour. But, Nepal which was a country of farmers with fertile land was neither poor before recruitment nor was there any other purpose except to use them in war by Brithish. On the contrary, it was Gurkha soldier that rescued Britian. If the Gurkhas hadn't fought, Britians would have lost to Germany and Japan in WW2.  

Even after the war was over, Britain sent thousands of Gurkha soldiers empty handed without any pension or without any facility given to war veterans.  Gurkha soldiers have fought many wars for British but they have not received same rights as their native soldiers.  This is the true story of Gurkja Brigade . It was a result of heavy strategic planning of Britain with many hidden agendas. Unless we know of history and learn, we will keep repeating the same mistake.

References: Gurkha's blue, Valor: The history of Gurkhas

Pramod Ghimire