Irish way!

Students, who are termed as helmsmen of development, face many kinds of pressure throughout their life. Well, life is not easy when you are given the extra burden that you don’t deserve. From the very first moment you step towards the educational life, you  have to bear pressure. Every parent wants their children to top the exams. In Nepalese society, you have to face one extra taboo, the society. Society in Nepal has a different way of pressurizing students. They don’t mind their business but get busy backbiting about the children who don’t even relate to them. Another factor that pressurizes students in Nepal is the extra burden from the teachers and the school as well. In many places of Nepal, students are literally beaten up for not following the way they are told to. There are different ways of harnessing student’s future, physical violence is never the solution. In a world where you deserve a fresh environment, where you can do what actually you are interested in, ...

The experiences that I have gained till date are unforgettable. It goes without saying that my childhood was more than just a learning experience. I shall always cherish those memories! The story I’m about to share is a story not only of my childhood but also of the lessons that I have learned throughout my childhood. On the day of 18th June, the youngest son of the family was born to Mr Binaya Raj Pokharel and Manju Sitaula Pokharel; it was one of the happiest moments in life for the Pokharel Family. I was given my name, Irish, by my aunt. That’s how an inquisitive bright child came into existence with unfolded stories and undecided future. At the age of three, I was admitted to a school, Prativa Academy, Birtamod, Jhapa. I still remember crying and shouting at my mother for leaving me in the school alone with crowds of strangers. Time breezed by and at the age of six, we moved to our hometown Bhadrapur, where my grandparents stayed. Now came the phase where I spent my longest c...

My name is John. I can’t describe what I feel or what is really going inside my mind. Sometimes I feel suffocated when I see myself not adapting to the environment in which I was brought up. While sometimes I feel like the happiest man in the world. I don’t understand what is going inside my mind. Sometimes I judge people and their behavior whilst sometimes I question myself, how could I even be so judgmental? I have lived two and a half decades of my life, but I am still confused about my attitude and the way I present myself to people around me. Maybe I expect a bit too much from people. Even a short conversation makes me wonder if I did say something wrong. Often I realize that I cannot impress every other person I meet, but my emotional attachments to these people compel me to overthink about my attitude. My educational background has many ups and downs, I have had the experience of being a failure and also a topper. I had always tried hard to do my best, yet the reality always...