Random Anushka

I love writing, music and watching anime! (and my family and friends and people in general) ^_^

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What Physical pain has taught me about Mental health

What Physical pain has taught me about Mental health

Ever since the lockdown started due to COVID-19, I have been beset by health problems not related to this pandemic at all. Each of them consisted of me getting externally hurt some way or the other. Some of the details I am going to recall over here will be gross, but I think it is important to lay it out as it is. To give more context, I also want to quote C.S. Lewis to assert an accepted…

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Things I’ve learned in Quarantine

Things I’ve learned in Quarantine

Not until this pandemic started, people were running around in their busy lives, working, going to school, traveling, so on and so forth. But when our lives were brought to a standstill by no other than nature herself, we were given a chance to reflect the purpose of our running around. I do not know the ultimate purpose of my life, but I do have a conscience and I know people dying everyday by…

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Bald heads

Bald heads. I see bald heads everywhere.

I have been thinking about this memory of probably 8 or so years ago. My grandfather had died. A big store room was cleared out so the family and the extended family could mourn and do all the required rituals for the dead. This meant sleeping and eating in the room for 13 days doing all sorts of pujas. Eating only plain food. No salt or spices. No meat.…

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Cycle of tears

It has been a good day so far. I hung out with my friends. We smoked some pot and watched Game of Thrones. Cooked rice and chicken, fried some potatoes and ate them with spicy tomato sauce.

I come back home to sleep and it starts again.

I can feel the heaviness in my chest, like a weight has been put there. Tears well up in my eyes and I try several times to stop it spilling onto my…

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Lovers in the Wind

The wind on my face was as cool as ice, my fingertips; icier. The light scatter of rain made me take shelter in a building. All I could do was look out of the big glass doors, trapping me in and keeping the rain out. Five minutes turned to ten and ten to fifteen. I was grateful I didn’t have any class, or I’d have to walk in the cold. All I could do was wait. That’s when my eyes caught something.…

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Ordinary life

These days, I am either trying to go to work, go back home from work or I’m in work. But the end goal is this: work to earn money. Money to survive. Money to pay the rent, buy food, buy nice clothes, save to pay for college, buy something to send back home. Money running this world in and out. But, this is not about politics or capitalism. This is not an awe-inspiring story of how people put in…

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Pain and Suffering

Our bodies are designed to feel pain. How do we accept it? And how do we help other people who are suffering?

Life is a pain. I think everyone agrees with this fact. We are made in such a way that all the senses that we are “blessed” with feels pain. Our eyes tear up if there is smoke, our noses gets clogged if we get a cold, we can burn ourselves and feel those awful sensations on our skin… We are so CAPABLE of feeling pain. I was watching a video of a kid last night who has a rare genetic skin disease…

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Who am I?

Mushing dough, mushing brain. Similar, I suppose. ...I remember trying to mush dough for the first time. I failed...

I remember trying to mush dough for the first time. I failed. Like mushing dough, I failed at many things. I failed the first time I tried to talk, walk, read letters, hold a spoon, tie my shoes, button up my shirt, cook a sunny-side-up egg, play a guitar, and so on (except in doing the basic bodily functions of course). Still, I have this dull feeling of not being used to the body I am in. I…

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A thought about growing up

Maybe we can forgive our parents for the way they raised us.

When I was young, until about the wee age of ten, I looked up to my parents and all adults in general. They could do what I couldn’t do. They went to work. They had money to pay for what I wanted. They knew what was right and what was wrong. Yes..especially, they knew the difference between right and wrong. For instance, watching too much TV was wrong, sleeping in time was right, telling lies and…

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Cognitive Dissonance and Philosophy Cognitive dissonance explains a lot of things for me. Sometimes I tend to act irrationally. I always wondered why I acted the way I did even if I am aware of my actions.

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It’s that time of the year again: being bored and procrastinating in school work. I have been avoiding doing my assignments like a cat avoiding water. I am not sure of anything anymore. I took Psychology as my major and recently, Philosophy as my minor. Until I had done that, I was confused as to what major would best fit my interests and which would also make me financially able to support…

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Sick

There is always a general theme going on in my life. This time it is sickness. And I really feel like I need to vent about it.

Being sick is like having a brush with death. Maybe I am exaggerating, but that’s what it feels like at least when my mom isn’t here to make me some soup and nurse me back to health. So I immerse myself in this fascinating tale of dying and wondering who will cry and who…

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Today I surprisingly came across this beautiful poem that resonates with every inch in depth of those who flew to distant lands with an uncertainty for return. By ‘return’ I mean more than just the act of returning to one’s own land- it extends to the tinges of happiness and love found in one’s homeland. I fear my own return because I do not know what feelings those lands would incite in me after…

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Smile - its beautiful

Smile - its beautiful -Anamol Maharjan

It’s really strange how our smilesare so different. I may find mine in eating apples but yours may be in playing a sport, or someone may discovers theirs in sleeping (Truth is told). It’s amazing how diverse our choices are, how every one of us have a different perspectives of the same thing. Same goes with our smiles. A thing so lovely but so hard to find! Or so they say it, but yea it’s right…

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Ebbing into chaos

I couldn’t wait to go to college. I wanted to learn. I wanted to expand my knowledge on subjects of my interest. The lack of stimulation, doing nothing was making me crazy. “Let me do something. Something please!” My mind screamed.

Finally, I am exactly where I want to be though it didn’t go as planned. However, I can finally start learning again. Not that I wasn’t learning from life every day.…

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Apples

Apples - Anamol Maharjan

  I don’t know what you like

But apples are the best

Those beautiful red gems

Has a wonderful taste

  When you grab it with grace

And then take that bite

That flavor spreading around

Brings so much delight

  Oh that sweetness, that tang

It hits the spot

Just get one already,

I just got a lot!

  Have some this seasons,

Its taste can’t be missed

Adam and Eve, the first ones

Even they couldn’t resist

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Notice that beauty?

If you look, you'll find it. #TheRandomDaily

Beauty can be different for different people. It could be a painting, a song, a piece of fabric or steam rising from a cup of coffee. For once, I’d like you to pause and look at each other. Though I know there is an excess of people everywhere, what I mean is to observe and absorb everything about a person.

There is beauty in the way people talk. The way their lips move to form words: when the…

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