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Feeling Spirituality through Words…..

  
I wanted to write this piece on the occasion of Buddha's 2,557th birthday. But it is written after delay of some days. His birth place Nepal and many other countries were celebrating his birthday with different programs when I just finished 'Siddhartha'.

Radio Debate in Dolakha.




Recording of Radio Debate.Arjun Dahal , member of NDI along with alumni of New Media and Debate Workshop 2011 from Dolakha district and other members of the Dolakha Debate Club introduced Radio Debate in their region. Radio debate programme Tarkik Nishkarsha aired in Sailung FM (a local FM station in north eastern part of Nepal) in December 2011 for the first time. So far they have done more than 30 episodes in the local FM station. Sailung FM is accessible to listeners from Dolakha and 12 neighbouring districts.

Intelligence, Literacy and Behavior

At first let's me introduce a event for clear this article. A girl from rural area of Nepal married with 
deaf and dumb boy. She have no any kind of physical and mental inability. We can say her to 
mental able because of her greatness. If she was not physically well being it was very difficult to 
past one decade of her marriage life.

Listen to me, Siddhartha !



Before the man died, you were born and thus became Buddha,
If you are born today, you will become a silly man,

In your era,
Peace came from penance, sacrifice and meditation.
Rose in kindness, nonviolence and welfare.

Nowadays,
Peace comes from the a gun bullet
Enjoys the smell of blast
Smiles on violence.

'If only my wishes came true...'



Ankalal Chalaune


From the pleasant surroundings of my school in Nepal's very remote district of Dolpa, I have been trying to develop myself for nearly 10 years, constantly dreaming of doing something good for my society and country.
Ankalal in the recording studio to broadcast his essay
Ankalal dreams of using a computer

But however hard I try, neither progress nor prosperity is in sight.
From junior classes, I used to weave a lot of dreams.
I was enchanted by all those descriptions of high-rise buildings, hospitals, telephones, computers, buses and railways in the textbooks.

Buffalo in slaughter house

Observed murder of relatives,
Wait for last breath,
In the chamber of slaughter house.
Regularly no objectiveness,
Full of fear,
With salivation in the mouth.