‘He beat them up, ek haat le madisey, ek haat le bhotey.’

“Pārijāt only blooms at night”, Ama tells me.

“No it doesn’t,” I giggle in disbelief.

Mr. Neupane woke up one day not wanting to go to work.

Hearing of the violence in Kailali, my first reaction was to chide myself for posting about the Valley’s half-bandh. My jokey tweet now appeared wholly inappropriate, and irrelevant. I deleted it. I began scrolling through...

Raman took his first photograph at the age of eight. An oblong window in northern Kathmandu looking out on land that had turned to marsh in the monsoon rains, peopled with frogs and the young of mosquitoes.

The second edition of La.Lit’s Writing Nepal short story contest, judged by US-based Nepali writer Samrat Upadhyay, has been won by Pranaya Rana with his tale of a man obsessed, ‘In the hollow of your hands hides a heartbeat’.

After browsing through 100-plus entries on the slow train from Saigon to Hanoi, Writing Nepal judge Samrat Upadhyay has whittled us a sharp shortlist. Here are the lucky seven

“Widespread narratives of migration always involves dukha,” explained Sharma. But migration is also associated with freedom. “How do we understand this conflict?”

I have created –

a country for you where your fractured self

lives by multiple names