Monthly page in Nepali Times on interesting figures in Nepal’s literary scene.
I maintain that we learn our behaviours in the primary school classroom. If you don’t learn how to listen or respond to each other with respect, you won’t automatically learn it in parliament or after you get married. It’s too late by then.
Published on 30 January 2021
I had a computer where I worked and I had created a folder for my novel, and I would steal some time everyday to write it. My colleagues soon found out and complained to my boss. He began to bring me large piles of random papers to type, just to keep me busy, I think.
Published on 20 March 2020
But what we do not need today in Nepal is someone to be a good wife, a good daughter-in-law, a good mother but when she dies, she is nameless. Death is the ultimate silence. The question is what will you decide to do in this one life you have?
Published on 7 February 2020
Financial security is the most important thing for a writer. What will a couple of thousand rupees for a piece of article do? Nothing. My mother passed away in February and she left behind her land in Kailali and a bank balance for me.
Published on 4 October 2019
There, I was the only Dalit girl. Up until 4th grade, I was not allowed to sit on the benches with my peers. I would have to stand throughout the day. Some teachers who felt sorry for me would allow me to sit on the floor, but otherwise I stood through all the subjects.
Published on 16 August 2019
I thought that writing 65 books would bring to Nepal Academy’s attention, but that never happened. I spent some time reflecting on why that might be the case, and came away with three things.
Published on 28 June 2019
I won the first prize, which was a notebook and a pen. It felt like a sign that I should write more. Then came social media, I saw people writing and sharing poems on Facebook.
Published on 31 May 2019