के गर्नु माया लाग्छ आफ्नो देशको दिक्क लाग्छ सम्झेर फेरि अनुहार ति हाम्रा नेताको
के भा होला मेरो देशलाइ जहाँ भ्रस्टहरु चिच्याइरहेका हुन्छन सोझा आमा बुवा तालि बजाइरहेका हुन्छन हत्याराहरु शान्तिको गीत गाइरहेका हुन्छन् अनि ति दिदि बहिनिहरु नया आशमा उफ्रीरहेका हुन्छन
ग्यानुको सनकले एउटा नया आन्दोलन निम्त्यायो प्रचन्डेको लहडले सारा देश रित्यायो सबै मिलेर यहाँ मेरो देश सिध्यायो यहाँ मेरो देश सिध्यायो
आश लाग्छ कहिले काहि केहि होलाकि जस्तो फेरि दिक्क लग्छ देखेर इन्को लुछाचुडि तेस्तो
मान्छे मारेर पनि जिउदै हिड्न पाएका छन लाज पचाएर पनि माला र अबिर लाएका छन् के पुगेन खोइ अब,अझै आन्दोलनको डिंग फुकेकै छन
मलाइ एउटा कुर्सि चाहिएको छ टाउको जोगाउने फर्सि चाहिएको छ मेरो जात अनुसारको जर्सि चाहिएको छ आज होइन,भोलि होइन मलाइ पर्सि चहिएको छ
अर्थ न बर्थमा तालि बजाउने हुल चाहिएको छ किताब कुन चराको नाम हो थाहा नहुने बिध्यार्थि नेता चाहिएको छ गणतान्त्रीक शिक्षा लागू गर्ने उपकूलपति चाहिएको छ पजेरोमा दौडने मजदूर नेता चाहिएको छ
इ सबै मैले पाए भने के हुन्छ तेस्को उत्तर चाहिएको छ।।
Pratil and frens,Thanks for your comments..in fact I am really confused... Yet another confusion कुन मोडमा आयो जिन्दगि केहि थाहै भएन हरियो डलरको मोहले कहा पुर्याउला खै पत्तै भएन गाउँको त्यो धुलो हो कि जिन्दगि,परदेशको रमझम हो जिन्दगि खै थाहै भएन हरियो पातको यात्रा सहि हो कि,मेरै देशको धुलो खै थाहै भएन खै थाहै भएन
मलाइ पनि मेरो माटो धुलोको याद आयो र टांसिदिए फेरि।
कुन मोडमा आयो जिन्दगि केहि थाहै भएन हरियो डलरको मोहले कहा पुर्याउला खै पत्तै भएन गाउँको त्यो धुलो हो कि जिन्दगि,परदेशको रमझम हो जिन्दगि खै थाहै भएन हरियो पातको यात्रा सहि हो कि,मेरै देशको धुलो खै थाहै भएन खै थाहै भएन
I thought this song might be relevant somehow in ur philosophy of confusion:
I mustve dreamed a thousand dreams Been haunted by a million screams But I can hear the marching feet Theyre moving into the street.
Now did you read the news today They say the dangers gone away But I can see the fires still alight There burning into the night.
Theres too many men Too many people Making too many problems And not much love to go round Cant you see This is a land of confusion.
This is the world we live in And these are the hands were given Use them and lets start trying To make it a place worth living in.
Ooh superman where are you now When everythings gone wrong somehow The men of steel, the men of power Are losing control by the hour.
This is the time This is the place So we look for the future But theres not much love to go round Tell me why, this is a land of confusion.
This is the world we live in And these are the hands were given Use them and lets start trying To make it a place worth living in.
I remember long ago - Ooh when the sun was shining Yes and the stars were bright All through the night And the sound of your laughter As I held you tight So long ago -
I wont be coming home tonight My generation will put it right Were not just making promises That we know, well never keep.
Too many men Theres too many people Making too many problems And not much love to go round Cant you see This is a land of confusion.
From Trump “I will revoke TPS, and deport them back to their country.”
wanna be ruled by stupid or an Idiot ?
MAGA denaturalization proposal!!
advanced parole
How to Retrieve a Copy of Domestic Violence Complaint???
and it begins - on Day 1 Trump will begin operations to deport millions of undocumented immigrants
Travel Document for TPS (approved)
All the Qatar ailines from Nepal canceled to USA
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