Strangers World: Grandfather In Bed

Looks Like I am Hallucinating 
Am I a real one? 
Laying alone in my room 
And does my time carries on 
My eyes open in strange Place 
Get visited by Strange ones 
Ask me some silly question 
And wait for my answer to run 
I have no feelings of need to eat 
I could no longer feel thirst 
I dont remember any pain that hit me 
I could no longer stand up 
Strangers ask me of hunger 
They recall me about thirst 
They force me to take food 
And compel me to drink water 
The Strange bed I sleep in 
the strange dress I wear 
Strangers are filled in my timeframe 
And a strange life l live by.

Response To Voice : Grandfather In Bed

We listen to the sound 
The sound always drags us in 
the body just scared and 
the face filled with fear 
we too confused what to be done. 
the voices are light and feeble 
just no any phonetic meaning 
and yes complex to understand 
each analyse in our own way 
for sure ask a couple of queries 
just to address the escaped words 
but sure the words have no direct meaning 
Sure do we try addressing the situation 
Dont know we are ever correct 
Still no way to know we are incorrect 
and the voice do fade away 
just till something disturbs the nap 
may be its an event the nightmare 
or a voice to plea for need.

Ask For Help : Grandfather In Bed

Mostly feeble voices emerges out 
Sometimes a terrible scream 
Like a lost soul 
Or a haunting nightmare 
May be the voices is heared 
And it drags to the world of illusion 
Horror scene played again and again 
And play the dream just violent 
and the fear makes full of sweat 
And search for someone 
or may be searching for god 
the stories often comes alive 
and the pain dances around the mind 
Switch to a dream in a minute 
Open eyes after each dream 
And start asking for someone 
And again confused who is that one 
Days seems somewhat well 
And night too hard just to spend 
A minute of nap and wake up again 
Someone is again asked for help

Illness: Grandfather In Bed

Illness grasped him a long time ago
lake of tears brust in my house
Mantra for illness just a power of two M
Medicine and Money
Without both means just mourning
No improvement in the status of both M
Left behind a choice of third and its meditation
Scarcity could never beat us
Responded the call with devine motive
We burnt the wicks and request the god
We filled the house with prayers
Followed by a series of fasting
And bowing in the doors of temple
Tried to wake up the lord
Half of calendar has already passed
But the prayer is still unheard
The body has now reduced to a third
Paralysis joined the body from leg
started to spread along the time span
Then the illness ceased the hand to work
Memory started fading a couple years ago
Left traces too erased away last spring before
The memory now last a dozen seconds
Appetite could no longer persist
The food is fed as solution through needle
No any sign of hunger nor any sign of pain
And Understanding the need is only a guess
Lost consciousness and lost control of body
Lost everything and everything
The only things that has grown now is all relatives Love

Lik

I Hope (Part II)

Waves of tsunami flowing

Paces of heart started growing

Hope is now waiting for the white flag

The ticking of passing time

For sure the event was preset

But the revived hope still lives

Yes the event is filled with infamy

And hope waits to be smothered

May be it’s a test for hope

My be hope gets stronger later

May be hope never gets again

Still hope smiles to get mowed down

Yea hope has never been terminated before

It got its life from the coffin

And never run out of cemetary

So it is grinning

And waiting for the scene of carnage

May be it would be transferred to its origin then.

I Hope

The event was set

I was invited

Hope was revived

And it was cold

Before it get life

                                                                              I knew the truth but                                                                                  

Excited to joined the list

Hoping for the life

After the slaughter

Yes I do hope

From the carcass

I believed in life

So I joined the night.

But dead could never return

I still waiting for miracle

To see that thing rise.

And see it come alive.

But will it get a life ?

IN DEATH BED

I live in the place where

Meditation compensates the boundary of money

Prayers competes with the modern medicines.

Yea this is life to live in the border and

See the clash between life and death.

We the supporters of life

Cheer and motivates to fight.

No worries that I could never see a good doctor

Nor a pain for being ruled by liars.

My well-wishers surround me at the last

My sound will rest in their heart.

Just don’t care where I take my last breathe?

Still happy that my deathbed is not golden bed

Nor any hospital bed.

No machines are tied to me

Not a single sour pills to take

No one piercing my skin with needles

And no restrictions in food to take

I can sleep with the peaceful mind

Surrounded by well-wishers waiting to cry.

Surrounded by well-wishers waiting to cry.

Education " Just Been a Blunt Tool To Beg Food "

“Education is a process of getting university degree for earning bucket of money”. There is an old Nepalese saying “Biddya bhaneko magi khane bhado ho” i.e education is a tool to beg food. This thinking has deeply rooted in whole Nepalese society. From before 500 years ago brahmans used to learn Sanskrit language to become priest so that the followers would give them food and money after performing some sacred rituals .They used to go to ashram (School in old time) where they learn language and remember every lines of religious book mostly without knowing the actual meaning in it. And at present day too, education has more or less taken the same shape.

Lots of private educational institutions have been established in most of towns and cities which are always focused on getting marks in examination rather then any practical knowledge. In the other hand government too is busy in producing  ( like in factories) literate people so that the literacy rate of the country would increase which helps to gain support in donor agencies as rise in the literacy rate seems a positive change from surface outlook.

As I mentioned above the education system in Nepal is focused in theory only and students generally face problems to meet the demand of the market. The education has never been practical oriented .Except in some courses eg MBBS,BBA most of other courses there is no compulsion of internship. Doing a intern is a new culture in Nepal. Even the technical course like engineering has been flooded with theoretical class but practical and laboratory class are few. As a result even the unemployment rate of technical graduates is high.

Especially the government lacks in planning for the future manpower required for the country as a result some field has extremely high no of graduate holders where as some field has no expertise and such manpower is needed to be imported from foreign country. Also the governmental colleges are centered in cities and technical college in main cities only so rural people has less excess to technical education. Lack of required number of teachers in the school are the main problems in the governmental school. Many school in villages don’t even have school building and the students are taught in open field.

Increasing the share of total annual budget in education, changing the educational curriculum to meet the demand of the present market, bringing the foreign experts for helping in designing syllabus, proper planning and estimation of future need and launching awareness programme about proper education system can be the viable ways for enhancing the educational status of the country rather then just increasing no of literate people.