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Published January 15, 2026 By Bijay Shrestha

Seneca writes, “The whole future lies in uncertainty: live immediately.”

In the best case scenario, let’s say we intend to live till the age of 85+.

We have curated our diets and have been following through.

We have been sleeping right on-time.

Exercise religiously. Cardio. Strength, you name it.

We have been saving for our foreseeable retirement.

We are walking on egg-shells … walking down a made-up narrow path of discipline, restrain and shallow limited-ness.

We surrender freewill.

Sacrifice freedom — in hopes of being able to live and being to die pain-free, carefree old-self.

Essentially, we are dying like the likes of burning candle in ropes and ways to optimize for our perfect 80s, all while

failing to realize that life is freaking happening right here, right now, in the moment as you read, as we breathe.

May God save us from our stupidity.

Namaste.

Heart cracks open

Published January 1, 2026 By Bijay Shrestha

Everything will be okay. Trust me
x

^{Djo – ‘End of Beginning’}

Happens once in a while.

Whenever I feel

true elation,

profound gratification;

My heart cracks open,

tears find their way out.

I cry.

For,

memories flood in,

of bittersweet experiences that shaped me,

of few good people that cared,

of deliberate observations that became my roadmap,

I cry — fully content.

When was the last time you took a moment — only for yourself.

Happy New Year 2026.

Whatever that means.

Namaste.

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Grief

Published December 25, 2025 By Bijay Shrestha

Do not hurt anybody; not with your actions; specially not with words coming out of your mouth. Always treat people with respect and dignity. Love them.
~ Maa (Late Grandmother)

^{Maine Sikke Feke The Nadiyon Mein – Osho Jain}

I still grieve.

I miss her.

There are times when I feel she is around.

There are times when I sense her blessings.

There are times when i remember bits and pieces of conversations we exchanged.

There are times i smile when i remember her laughing, smiling, … shining.

I miss my grandmother.

Selfishly, I wish she was still here for a little longer.

Today, when i heard a guy with a mic say,

“grief is the price you pay for Love.”

He couldn’t be more accurate.

With hope.

The vacuum; The wealth of grief she left me with — will forever live with me.

I, cherish it.

I, get to keep it for myself.

May I never lose it.

May she never let me go!

मा.

Namaste.

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Sthita-Prajna

Published December 11, 2025 By Bijay Shrestha

Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water.
Zen Proverb

^{Sweet Heat Lightning – Gregory Alan Isakov}

Geeta, Chapter 2, Verse 54.

Arjun, curious, asked — How does an enlightened person

talk?

sit?

walk?

Krishna unpacks — a person of steady wisdom.

There is no high, no low.

No pleasure, no pain.

No sway, no downfalls.

No expectations, no attachments.

No fear, no anger.

No status, no power, no money.

No past, no future.

Absolutely nothing but —

you;

y.o.u.r quiet existence.

Namaste.

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Mid Thirties. Go Figure

Published November 6, 2025 By Bijay Shrestha

Wisdom — is not proportionate to the years you’ve pissed on this land.
~ Musicpervs

^{Mannu – Jhol}

Trust yourself.

Deliberate assiduity calling.

People tell.

People talk.

Unsolicited advice rampant.

Unfair judgements nakedly screaming at your face.

Understand, what matters, matter!

You’re at your mid thirties. Go Figure!

Namaste.

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Are you grateful?

Published October 2, 2025 By 8ijay.shrestha

Desire is a contract that you make with yourself to be unhappy until you get what you want.
Naval Ravikant

^{Lost Myself – SYML}

These days I have been hooked into the World History Videos.

It is hard for me to fathom the fact that no-one had hot shower until 50 years ago.

The electricity.

The entertainment.

Technology, the amenities, modern medicine, and the infrastructure we have today are mere fragments of imaginations for the ones who lived 100 years ago.

Someone said it right, “We are living like Kings.”

Yet.

We are never objectively happy.

Subjectively worse.

To top it off, the rampant social media; the flex culture in tandem bringing in the worst of us. Nakedly. Ignorantly. Unknowingly.

Are you grateful?

Namaste.

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Is, Was

Published September 18, 2025 By 8ijay.shrestha

More is lost by indecision than wrong decision
Marcus Tullius Cicero

^{Chezile – Beanie}

Robin is an ordinary 88 years old man just sitting on a park — all by himself.

When asked about how he feels at his age. He says, “Well… it feels less than 88… I don’t feel 88. It sort of comes up upon me.”

He further adds, “The older you get, the q.u.i.c.k.e.r it goes. and you have to make the most of it.”

There I remembered my Grand Ma.

When asked about if he has any regrets in his life.

He goes,”I suppose, I do,… yes. Not marrying the right girl!”

He digs deeper confronting he had the opportunity but he was too slow. He stresses, “Be Decisive and Go For It if you feel it’s right.”

There I remembered my Wife.

As naked as it can be, there will be one day when my ‘Is’ will become ‘Was’

When, stuff I stress about today will mean Nothing!

When, people or things that mean world to me today will be a distant memory.

Live immediately! One step at a time.

Namaste.

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Gen Z

Published September 11, 2025 By Bijay Shrestha

Life and Fairness are not promised
Musicpervs

^{Alex Warren – Ordinary}

Generation Z or often referred to as ‘Zoomers’ are the ones who were born between late 1990s and ealy 2010s. They are often described as first true ‘digital nativees’, having grown up with smartphones, social media and the internet access.

On September 8, 2025. Gen Z organized a protest against Corruption. Although there are plenty of other narratives that have found its way on the local, national and global media.

Estimated total of 21 Gen Z protestors were Gunned down that day

The videos coming out were heart wrenching.

Heavy.

Unimaginable.

Nepal was crying.

People outraged!

But.

I can’t comprehend how a grown-ass man can pull the trigger aiming for the maximum fatality towards those kids.

I can’t comprehend how a genuine concern to call out on an evident corrupted system can have you killed. Not one. Not 5. Un-official data is:

I can’t comprehend how horrifying it would’ve been for the ones who heard the news of their loved ones killed.

My thoughts and prayers are with parents

who will never see their children,

who will never hear a word … from them,

who will never feel the warmth of their skin.

who will never share their laughter, their sadness, their happiness, their experience.

Grieving.

Empty.

I pray for Nepal.

I pray for the lost souls.

It still has not sunk-in yet.

Namaste.

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Just Start

Published August 28, 2025 By Bijay Shrestha

Don’t try to write a great book. Just write a book, then make it great later. Don’t try to build a perfect product. Just build a great product, then make it great later. Your initial jobisn’t creating something amazing. Or even something good.Your initial job is simply making something exist.
Hugh MacLeod

^{Krishna Stuti by Devrishi}

After along day at work and a game or two of chess.

I was melting.

Eyes hurting.

Head heavy.

I wanted to sleep.

I needed to Start.

Just Start.

Kick in the momentum. Flowing..

Bake Musicpervs warm and fresh

Give her lungs to breathe, the heart to beat.

Show up!

Namaste.

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