I come to sajha.com because I cannot go to Bhaktapur. I come to sajha.com because I cannot just go walk to New Road and watch the shop keepers sprinkle water in front of their stores to keep the dust down. I come to sajha.com because I cannot just go to the corner tea shop by my house and hang out with the local neighborhood boys, sip tea, and guff-maro. I come to sajha.com because I cannot just walk to one of my relatives houses knowing that I don't need to call before I go. I come to sajha.com because my school friends are not living a phone call away. I come to sajha.com because I cannot just take a mini-bus to Ratnapark to immerse myself in the chaos of vendors selling gut-pak and pustakari on the side of the road in their nanglo's and doko's. I come to sajha.com because I cannot go to Ranipokhari to remind me of the memories of walking by it as a child, holding unto my grandmother's hand.

That is why I come to sajha.com.

Why do you?

 I come here to read interesting posts like this.

I thought Sajha started making telemarketing calls...thank God.

What a bizarre topic.

:)

Nice. :-)

nice

i don't come to sajha for any of the reasons up there. if i liked those things so much i would happily go back to Nepal to enjoy them again. as a matter of fact, i hate all of the above things. I hate walking by ratna park, it stinks like urine and too crowded also i don't know when will i step on some fresh poop and ruin my day. I don't like eating pustakari,kakra, etc from the street vendors as they are highly unhygienic and they give me jhada pakhala  right away. I only used to eat makai and badam , but that too if i have a plenty of time. even that after a while became difficult because you have to maintain the stigma of being a civilized b.s in kathmandu and if your side hanay ko keti finds you eating those and tolling around ratna park chances are you're soon going to end up in another glorious place you forgot to mention ie, the bhattis of around maha boudha and you'll be sleeping in a warm comfort of stray dogs afterwards.  I hate visiting to my relatives without calling them, they always give me nasty omlet and tea , even when the temp is around 100. and more over i didn't like them coming to my house unexpected so i did not just show up without calling to boost the tradition.  i come here so i can check out the beautiful pictures of Nepali women. I come here so i can find out how to slip and slide the immigration and make my life easier in this foreign land. i come here to find out what other Nepali people are doing to make money etc etc.. 

Yes Deepak5544. We are all feeling pain of some sort. The source of my pain is just different than yours. In my original post I should have also written: I come to sajha.com because there are few others who understand me in America about my pain than my brothers and sisters @ sajha.com.

I come to Sajha :

- to 'meet' minds under the garb of anonymity.

- to check for conversations that might just lighten up the circuits in my brain

- to opine and be a poster when I have something to say 

- to read from the sidelines and learn  when I have nothing useful to say

- to quench my shameless thirst for meeting like-minded people.   

- to laugh, sometimes at the jokes people post and sometimes at the jokes people become. 

- to advise on matters I know something about.

- to not advise on matters I know nothing about.

- to kill time when there is nothing to do at work.

- to goof, procrastinate and runaway when there is a lot to do at work. Sajha is an escape from the boredom that comes with having to do a regression analysis on the occurrence of safety-pin-induced subcutaneous septicemia in the Centre-Nord region of Burkina Faso. 

- to scoff at the stupidity of some

- to admire, applaud and learn from the creativity and genius of others

I come to Sajha because I have spent my social capital on Facebook and if I have to read one more status update from that perky niece of mine, I might strangle someone. I will take Dhwase's jokes anyday over my high-school friend's incessant updates about her children. If your daughter fell and sprained her ankle in ballet class, go tell a doctor, not me. Yes, I have a father, mother, brother and sister but I dont need to copy paste your status to tell them how much I appreciate them. I am concerned about prostrate cancer but the color of my undies is my business and not anyone else's. It's refreshing for a change not to have a name and face to some of the things people say.

hmm....your post made me smile Vivant. keep them coming. whoever u r, welcome back! ;) .

hubba hubba

hubba bubba. expect the unexpected. this is the world of sajha!

how fascinating! *rolls eyes*

sajha is informative, interesting ,relevant, taught-provoking  and most rigourously, for meh its important.