Kamal's Blogging Café

  You imagine Me and My presence, Pricking softly, So I deep into You, Sweet and cheerful. It unfolds me To make a complete soul. The fragrance and Power of shame Hooked me Within a moment. I became A shield-pack, Covered With a fragile wrap.     The shape is endorsing, Something Consciously, Or, unconsciously With our presence.

  I count the pebbles In the midnight dream; I search you; inside me When I wake up and scream. We catch the train, The train of our life; The river flows as usual When the birds dive. The world is free To find you and me; In the passage of time, Will you marry me? “Together to be FREE.”

  The Bed of Roses Smiles in our presence, The bubbles of water Float to make us rejoice, The rainbow in the sky Colours the accompany of life. We are falling, falling, falling In a profound love, Rising, rising, rising With the time of clock, The nature looks over us; Each time, the breeze is feeling us.   The air whistles in wind, The leaves dance in meadow, And the birds twitter on the trees, It tells, From a long distance, “It’s Time to Ring the Bell.”   Seeing through window, A moment in the horizon, Just neighing of horses— Ringing the Bell in their ranch, Looking at our flowered KISSES At a glance!   A voice is coming through Just like it sounds, “It’s time to Ring the Bell.”, “It’s time to Ring the Bell.” Otherwise, You will miss the day like a whirled ashtray.

  No more, I stay in heaven, The heaven where you Enjoy and breathe, The cunning and immature, Play-acting of affection Drowned me Into a Hell-hound dream.     No more, The words I have to say. Even the letters Dance to express- “I, The insane, Unkind and liar Moulded you Into Sick and fire.”

  -Collection: Kamal Shrestha Two priests are vacationing in Hawaii. They don’t want to stand out as clergy, so they decide to buy casual clothes. They’ve just hit the beach in loud Hawaiian print T-shirts and sandals when they spot the hot blonde in a tiny bikini walking their way. As she walks past them, she politely says,  “Good afternoon, fathers.”     Well, the men are amazed, because they can’t understand how the woman knew they were priests. They decide to go out and buy even wilder clothes, so they buy tie-died T-shirts, surfer shorts, and dark sunglasses. The next day, they hit the beach in their wild new clothes, and the same blonde passes them in a string bikini.     As she passes, she says,  “How do you do, fathers?” Well, the two priests are really confused, so they ask the blonde,  “Excuse me, ma’am. We’re not ashamed of being priests, but how in the world did you know who we were?” The blonde replies  “Why, father, don’t you re...

  D. H. Lawrence successfully described his attitude through a calm environment on his poem “Piano.” His portrayal of sequence of events make bring the pain of the loss of the childhood or the loss of the people in the memory as he produces his touching sequence of evidence being a child in the present time and powerfully adjoining the capability of reminding those imaginative view without any interference. It’s a childish sensibility that avoids tensions to create inquisitive feelings, musical advancements and absurd tragic moments of present time that all come within the scope of his oeuvre. His characters amid fascinating family background and characters also has just been leading own private life with the reliable acquaintance (Piano). In addition, his characters are fully developed in the present situation crying like a child for the past and making a deep concern about it in present. When the similar situation goes towards the reminding day stickily to the backward of those p...

  – Collection: Kamal Shrestha A Mafia Godfather, accompanied by his attorney, walks into a room to meet with his accountant.     The Godfather asks the accountant,  “Where is the 3 million bucks you embezzled from me?” The accountant does not answer. The Godfather asks again,  “Where is the 3 million bucks you embezzled from me?” The attorney interrupts,  “Sir, the man is a deaf mute and cannot understand you, but I can interpret for you.”     The Godfather says,  “Well…ask him where the damn money is” The attorney, using sign language, asks the accountant where the 3 million dollars is. The accountant signs back,  “I don’t know what you are talking about.” The attorney interprets to the Godfather,  “He doesn’t know what you are talking about.”     The Godfather pulls out a 9 millimetre pistol, puts it to the temple of the accountant, cocks the trigger and says,  “Ask him again where the damn money is!” The attorney ...