Adolf Hitler was a good painter !!!

Adolf Hitler was a good painter

 Sean Pun

Butwal, Nepal

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Milijuli Sikaun- A new fantastic program for youths who wanna to be mum and dad

Dear All, I am pleased to inform you that a new radio program on Early Childhood Development 'Milijuli Sikaun' is going to be broadcasted from Radio Nepal and 10 FM stations of Nepal. This fastastic program is specially targeted to youths who wanna to be mum and dad. Find details on attachment.. Stay Tune Radio Nepal Every Sunday at 5:10 PM. Thank You too much. ------------------------ Mukunda Nepal Radio Program Production Associate (Early Child Development and Education) ------------------------ Digital Broadcast Initiative/Equal Access Nepal Post Box: 118, Jhamsikhel, Lalitpur ------------------------ Tel: 01-5013509, 5013563, 5539138 Ext. No. 213 Fax: 01-5013561 E-mail: mnepal@equalaccess.org

Re: A brave kamal nepali!

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From: "durga k.c."
To: nepali friend <nepalifren@yahoogroups.com>
Sent: Sunday, June 29, 2008 5:31:36 PM
Subject: A brave kamal nepali!

A child (Two and a half years old Aradhana Pradhan, daughter of Arogya Pradhan) who fell into the gorge of Seti River in Pokhara on Tuesday was heard crying by her parents and other people. She fell some 60 meters down from the ground. Several rescue attempts were done by the Military People, Armed Police Force and the Local Population. All the attempts were ineffective but still people did their best and made several re-attempts as the sound of the child could be heard from the ground. This NEWS was then broadcasted by the different Medias. A rescue squad from the France Embassy in Kathmandu was sent to aid the rescue mission Ineffective attempts (due to their adult size) of the rescue Squad The gorge was dark, dangerous and too small for the rescue squad to go in. However the rescue squad team managed to reach the depth of 55 feet. It was still impossible to remove the child. The whole population camped during the night too and made several attempts. The elder people prayed god for a successful rescue and lots of people from the crowd were already giving hope. Soon it was morning (22 hours). Every people were very sad as they were not able to rescue the child. The rescue squad was tired and frustrated. Their body size was not letting them to crawl into the dark gorge and hence they were not successful to rescue the child. Everyone was thinking of several alternative ideas. Soon a 13 year old kid from the crowd volunteered himself to crawl into the gorge with ropes attached to him and make an attempt. Lots of people said that he is too small and babyish for the rescue, but still the child insisted to make an attempt. It was a logical decision to rope himself and crawl into the gorge as the child was small himself. This kid Kamal Nepali trained for the rope technical parts An attempt by a 13 year kid Kamal Nepali, assisted by the rescue squad The child finally rescued by a 13 year Kamal Nepali Soon this child (A local resident of Pokhara, Kamal Nepali) was tied with ropes around him and was trained the technical parts of the rope hanging and climbing. He was then given a safety helmet with a high beam torch light fixed into it. But as the safety helmet was too big for him and was disturbing his eyesight he decided to remove it and make an attempt without any safety outfits. He then was hanged with the ropes and slowly placed into the deep dark gorge. It took him several minutes. After a long struggle of the rescue squad pulling him up and down to maintain his easy position, he finally reached the bottom of the gorge. After about half an hour the rescue squad was pulling him up. The whole crowd was silent at this moment. They thought both the child and the Kid himself died in the gorge. But to their amazement they saw a smiling face of the Kid with the child who was breathing. Everyone was so amazed, so happy and so blissful. The Kid finally rescued the child from such a dangerous gorge. Father of the Two and a half years old Aradhana Pradhan hugging Kamal nepali The father of the child hugged the 13 year kid (Kamal Nepali), He could not stop his tears and was so thankful to the kid. The crowd carried the kid and rejoiced for his heroic attempt. The Military troops, Armed Police, Journalist, Rescue Squad and the whole population thanked him. Everyone hugged him. The journalists were taking his photos. He finally did it. People said he didn't just rescue the child but it was so brave of him that he dared. How do you like this real happening? Please send your comments and inspire the Heroic deeds of a 13 year Kid, Kamal Nepali. Many NEWS site and different medias has given credit to the rescue squad only. Why are they neglecting to praise the real hero, a 13 year Kid for his heroic deeds? Are rescue squads the only team to get the whole credit? Please send your comments for this article. Note: The child (Aradhana Pradhan) has been taken to Manipal Hospital for treatment. The Hospital has declared free treatment to the child. Photo Credits: Ram Gurung, Krishna Mani Baral, Sudarshan Ranjit More Photos: Click the thumbnails to view the photos

( (¯`·._Life_.·´¯))

College life is like Reliance !!
" Karlo Duniya Mutthi Mein"
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Bachelor Life is Like Airtel!!
" Aisi Azadi aur Kahaan"
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After Engagement is Like Idea!!
" Jo Badal de aapki Zindagi"
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After Marriage is like Hutch!!
" Wherever U go.. the network Follows"
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After Kid(s), it's like BSNL!!
" All lines are Busy"

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 Sean Pun

Butwal, Nepal

 

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( (¯`·._Touching Story_.·´¯))

Love and care for the one you love every single days of your life. You may think what you did is just a
small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot. Have a nice day everyone! May this story inspire you
in any way!

I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day by day, my parents ploughed the yellow dry soil

with their backs towards the sky.

I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me. I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day

I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer. Father had discovered about the stolen money right away.

He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand.

"Who stole the money?" he asked. I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us

admitted to the fault, so he said, "Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!"

He lifted up the bamboo stick.

Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father's hand and said," Dad, I was the one who did it!"

The long stick smacked my brother's back repeatedly. Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath.

After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded  my brother, "You have learned to steal from your own house now. What other

embarrassing things will you be possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to death, you shameless thief!"

That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear.

In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, " Sis, now

don't cry anymore. Everything has happened." I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did.

Years gone by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened yesterday. I will never forget my brother's ___expression when he protected me.

That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old. When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was accepted

in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time, I was accepted into a university in the province. That night, father

squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet.

I could hear him ask my mother, "Both of our children, they have good results? very good results?"

Mother wiped off her tears and sighed," What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?"

At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and said,"Dad, I don't want to continue my study anymore, I have read enough books."

Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face. "Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have both finished your study!" And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money.

I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother's swollen face, and told him, "A boy has to continue his study; If not, he will not be able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing. "

I, on the other hand, had decided not to further my study at the university. Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out  clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; "Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to you." I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice.

That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old. With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site, finally, I managed to get to the third year of my study in the  university.

One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told me,"There's a villager waiting for

you outside!" Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body

was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked  him, "Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my brother?"

He replied with a smile," Look at my appearance. What will they think if they would know that I am your

brother? Won't they laugh at you?" I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust from my brother's body. And told

him with a lump in my throat, " I don't care what  people would say! You are my brother no matter what

your appearance is?"

From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He  put it on my hair and said, "I saw all the girls in

town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one." I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried.

That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old. I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was scrubbed cleaned.

After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my mother, "Mom, you didn't have to spend so much time cleaning the house!" But she told me with a smile," It was your brother who went home early to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his hand? He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window."

I went into my brother's bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like there are hundreds of needle pricked in my heart.

I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, "Does it hurt? " I asked him.

"No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones keep falling on my feet .

Even that could not stop me from working." In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my

back on him and tears rolled down my face.

That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old.

After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want.

They said, once they left the village, they wouldn't know what to do.

My brother agreed with them. He said, "Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of mom and dad here."

My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to accept the offer of being the

manager in the maintenance department. But my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman instead for a start.

One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was

sent to the hospital. My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the white gypsum on his leg, I grumbled, "Why did

you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers won't do something dangerous like that. Now look at

you, You ar suffering a serious injury. Why didn't you just listen to us?"

With a serious ___expression on his face, he defended his decision, "Think of brother-in-law. He just

became the director, and I being uneducated, and would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly

around?" My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I  said, "But you lack in education only because of me!"

"Why do you talk about the past?" he said and then he held my hand.

That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old. My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer

girl from the village.

During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, "Who is the one person you respect and love

the most?" Without even taking a time to think, he answered," My sister." He continued by telling a story I could not

even remember.

"When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village. Everyday, my sister and I would

walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me

one of hers.
She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her hands were trembling because of the
cold weather that she could not even hold her chopsticks. >From that day on, I swore that as long as
I live, I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her." Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their
attention to me. I found it hard to speak, "In my whole life, the one I would like to thank most is my brother," And in this
happy occasion, in front of the crowd, tears were rolling down my face again.

Love and care for the one you love every single days of your life. You may think what you did is just a
small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot. Have a nice day everyone! May this story inspire you
in any way!

May Your Day be Filled with Everything Good...

Live simply... Love generously.. . Care deeply...Speak kindly...

Leave the rest to God.

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 Sean Pun

Butwal, Nepal

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