The children playing with the worn out and rusted piece of barbed wire fence and their mothers saying that they are freest in the jail and fear being murdered if let free. Can there be a better metaphor than this for life? I think not.
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Poverty and misery: beyond politics in Afghanistan
Afghanistan is ,after decades of war and more war, is in very bad shape today. A highly likely scenario for years to come is a continued stalemate between the Kabul government and the resurgent Taliban rebels. While better and more pleasant options exist, they are far less likely than the outright unwholesome possibility of Taliban upsetting the Kabul government after complete departure of the 'invader's.
But as everywhere else in the world, politics is only one aspect of life for the Afghan people. Even though ominous political developments in Kabul keep haunting the people all over Afghanistan as ever, that is not all the Afghans are worried about.
Now there remain some questions answers of which can tell us much more about the daily lives of the Afghan people. What about the dimensions of Afghan society other than Kabul-centered politics? What are the social and cultural trends? How much has been accomplished after ouster of Taliban and how much stands to be lost in case of their victory now? Where is the historical warlordism headed now after a decade of apparent democratic practice? And how do the ordinary Afghans perceive the outside world?
And most important of all, have the Afghan women achieved something tangible and enduring during t he past decade following the horrible Taliban era?
It is hard to comment on all these issues unless one actually visits the rugged terrain in Afghanistan and meets the people over there.
Fortunately, there are some ways of knowing about some people and societies other than really meeting them. Documentaries are one of them and in recent event Film Southasia 2011 in Kathmandu; there were three documentaries from Afghanistan each covering different parts of the country in the recent past but with surprisingly overlapping observations.
विजय कुमारको खुशी पढेपछि
जीवनमा अफ्ठ्यारा घुम्तीहरुमा हिंडिरहँदा मैले कुनै क्षणमा पलायनलाई एउटा विकल्पको रुपमा कल्पना गरेको थिएँ, त्यसलाई यथार्थमा बदल्ने आँट गरिनँ, त्यो बेग्लै कुरा हो । त्यसबेला लाग्थ्योः मेरा समग्र दुखहरुको कारण मेरो वरपरको वातावरण हो, यसबाट साहसपूर्वक बाहिरिएँ भने नयाँ दुख आउलान् तर तत्क्षणका दुरुह दुखहरु गायब भएर जानेछन् । कति गलत थिएँ म !
एमालेकरणको बहस
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The grapes Painting by Aqeel Abbas Memoir by Saguna Shah भुइँचालो A short story by Avaya Shrestha Lowest in life: A case study of three Afghan women Essay by Jiwan Kshetry भोक Memoir by Prakash Lamichhane News analysis by Ramzy Baroud The Myth of the U.N. Creation of Israel Extract from article by Jeremy R Hammond News Analysis by Maung Zarni |
Debating partition of India: culpability and consequences

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Why I write...
I do not know why I often tend to view people rather grimly: they usually are not as benevolent, well-intentioned and capable or strong as they appear to be. This assumption is founded on my own self-assessment, though I don’t have a clue as to whether it is justifiable to generalize an observation made in one individual. This being the fact, my views of writers as ‘capable’ people are not that encouraging: I tend to see them as people who intend to create really great and world-changing writings but most of the times end up producing parochial pieces. Also, given the fact that the society where we grow and learn is full of dishonesty, treachery, deceit and above else, mundanity, it is rather unrealistic to expect an entirely reinvigorating work of writing from every other person who scribbles words in paper.
On life's challenges
Somebody has said: “I was born intelligent but education ruined me”. I was born a mere child, as everyone is, and grew up as an ordinary teenager eventually landing up in youth and then adulthood. The extent to which formal education helped me to learn about the world may be debatable but it definitely did not ruin me. There were, however, things that nearly ruined me. There came moments when I contemplated some difficult choices. And there came and passed periods when I underwent through an apparently everlasting spell of agony. There came bends in life from which it was very tempting to move straight ahead instead of following the zigzag course.