Oh, English!

Laxmi Prasad Devkota | April 12, 2019

I used to think that being able to rattle away in English was the greatest of achievements and sought to follow the diktat of the wet nurses of English education, “To earn money, study English.”

KATHMANDU BLUES REFRAIN

Shefali Upreti | March 8, 2019

The small gods said
that I can’t see past the hill.

A WITCH IN THE NIGHT

Shefali Upreti | March 8, 2019

What am I?
A lady? A queen?

WHAT NOBODY SAYS

Aryaa Rajouria | March 8, 2019

The kitchen is a silent civil war zone
Bound by wedding rings

THE MUSEUM-KEEPER’S SON

Archana Shrestha | March 8, 2019

He was the purple flower with
his palms for leaves
that could hold the
tears passed down
as family legacy.

MAMAGHAR

Ujjwala Maharjan | March 8, 2019

Not many people live here anymore.
And those who do, they look like,
they’ve forgotten how to laugh.

Indian Heat, Ian D. Keating

Four distances

Prawin Adhikari | February 2, 2019

On the first day of 2019 I happened to be rifling through a bookshelf in a hotel in Benaulim, Goa, a bookshelf of the sort common in places where people come to forget.

The Eternal

Thomas Bell | December 28, 2018

“Have you seen a nāgā?” I was talking to an eminent scholar, from a famous American university, about Kathmandu’s religion. He clearly felt that I’d misunderstood what these spirits might be. “They are not snakes,”...

Revisiting Kathmandu

Nepalikukur | December 9, 2018

I’ve been back barely a fortnight and my system is rejecting the very air I breathe. My throat feels raw, my eyes water and itch, and I’ve been sneezing like the Dickens.