<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146846026391458783</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:42:13.298+05:30</updated><category term='rant'/><title type='text'>Hawa guff</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hawa guff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10822544212927518919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146846026391458783.post-13611276294982850</id><published>2012-01-11T19:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-11T19:46:29.075+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Darwin बाजेको भविष्यवाणी</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Darwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; बाजेले &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;evolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; भन्ने क्या गजबको सिद्धान्तको प्रतिपादन गरेछन् भने आजसम्म पनि यसको सार्थकतामा कुनै कमी आएको छैन, बरु म त भन्छु, यो दिन दुईगुणा रात चौगुणा बढ्दै छ। तपाईको के विचार छ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 63.0pt; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;म यहाँ मानवको उत्पत्तिको कुरा गर्दै छैन मित्र&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;न त अग्ला रुखका पात खानको लागि जिराफको घाँटी लामो हुन सकेकोले त्यो जन्तु बाँचेको बखान गर्दैछु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;। यी उदाहरण त &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Darwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; बाजेको पालाका कुराहरु हुन्। आजको समयमा म आफैले केहि नयाँ अनुभव गरेको हुनाले यी हरफहरु लेख्ने हुटहुटी मलाई जागेको हो। तर कुरोको चुरो भने उहि हो, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;survival of the fittest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 63.0pt; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;आजको यस आधुनिक युगमा बाँच्नका लागि संसारभरका मानवहरुमा यौटा नयाँ किसिमको अंग र त्यसलाई प्रयोग गर्ने सद्बुद्धिको विकास हुँदै गैरहेको बुझिन्छ।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; यस्तो चामत्कारिक आविस्कार मैले आफ्ना वरिपरिका केहि मानवहरुमा गरेको सुक्ष्म अध्ययनको नतिजा हो। रमाइलो त के छ भने, मैले आफैँमा पनि यो गुणको विकास हुँदै गरेको पाएँ ! थोरैबहुत संसार देखे-सुनेको आधारमा म ठोकुवा गरेर भन्न सक्छु, यो &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;evolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; मेरो वरिपरि मात्र हैन संसारका सबैजसो ठाउँमा हुँदैछ। विश्वास लाग्दैन भने आफ्नो वरिपरि नजर घुमाउनुहोस् अनि फुर्सदमा पत्रिका पल्टाउनुहोस्।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 63.0pt; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;अब भन्नुहोला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;कुन अंग हो त्यो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;त्यो हो काखीमा उम्रने दाँत। अनि यो दाँतको प्रयोग गर्ने विधि भने अतिनै सृजनात्मक हुनु जरुरी छ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;ताकि जसमाथि प्रयोग हुँदैछ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; त्यस बबुराले धेरै पछि मात्र थाहा पाओस्। तपाई जति &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;सृजनात्मक&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; हुनुहुन्छ, त्यतिनै तपाई&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; fit to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;विधिहरु फरकफरक होलान् तर आफ्नो सिकारलाई अंगालो मारेजस्तो गरेर पुर्ण विश्वास जितिसकेपछि काखीको दाँतले भेटेसम्मको ठुलो चोक्टा निकाल्नु यसको मुख्य उद्देश्य हो।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;यो त भयो आक्रमणको कुरो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;आफ्नो रक्षा कसरी गर्ने त&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;यसका लागि आफ्नो छाला यति बाक्लो बनाउनुस् कि गैँडाले समेत तपाईलाई नमस्कार गरोस्। आक्रमणकारीको काखीको बंगाराले पनि भेद्न नसक्ने छालाको विकास गर्नुहोस्।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; त्यो कसरी भने, कसैलाई सितिमिति आफ्नो भेउ पाउन नदिनुहोस्, कसैको नसुन्नुहोस्, आफनै मात्र ढ्याङ्रो पिट्नुहोस्। दाँत भएका काखीहरुलाई आफ्नो अघि ढिम्किन पनि नदिनुहोस्।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;यी दुई कलामा तपाई पारङ्गत हुनुभो भने तपाईको बाँच्ने अधिकारमा हमला हुन असम्भव छ। आफ्नै दुईचारवटा चोक्टा गुमाईसकेपछि मलाई यो दिव्यज्ञान प्राप्त भएको हो। अन्त्यमा, मानव विकासको इतिहासमा यौटा कोसेढुङ्गोको प्रत्यक्षदर्शी र अनुभवीसमेत हुन पाउँदा म खुसीले गद्गद् छु।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Darwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; बाजे, तिमी धन्य हौ। तिमीलाई मेरो कोटिकोटि प्रणाम&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146846026391458783-13611276294982850?l=kfarakparchara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/feeds/13611276294982850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2012/01/darwin_11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/13611276294982850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/13611276294982850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2012/01/darwin_11.html' title='Darwin बाजेको भविष्यवाणी'/><author><name>hawa guff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10822544212927518919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146846026391458783.post-7516048806898236652</id><published>2011-12-10T23:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-10T23:01:00.825+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;शराब बहुत सरिफ चिज है, पिने के बाद आदमी सच बोलता है...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146846026391458783-7516048806898236652?l=kfarakparchara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/feeds/7516048806898236652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/7516048806898236652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/7516048806898236652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>hawa guff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10822544212927518919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146846026391458783.post-5888235374651021956</id><published>2011-11-22T20:46:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-23T18:32:51.470+05:30</updated><title type='text'>लिलाम</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;मलाई लेख्न आउँछ भन्ने ठान्दिन, लेख्ने नियम कानुन जान्दिन, तैपनि जगदीश घिमिरेले “लिलाम” मा लेख्नुभएको यो कुरोले असाध्यै छोयो ।&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 49.5pt; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;मान्छे पशु पाल्छन् सवारीको निम्ति, तर्कारीको निम्ति, मलको निम्ति, सोखको निम्ति। के मान्छेले मान्छेबाटै पनि यी कुरा प्राप्त गरे हुँदैन ? के यौटा हदसम्म यसो गरिएको छैन र ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10.0pt; margin-left: 4.5pt; margin-right: 49.5pt; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;अनि दुईचार शब्द मैले नि धस्काइदिएँ। सायद यस्लाई&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Inspire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; हुनु भन्छन् क्यार&lt;/span&gt;……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 63.0pt; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;पछारिरहेको छु, पछारिइरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;अनि बिहानबिहानै गाँस टिपेर कारखाना चहारिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;सपनाको सवारीमा यो नाथे जिन्दगी घिसारिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;राम्रो भाउमा बिक्न सिंङ तिखारिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;बुर्कुसि मारिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;घमण्डले फुलिरहेको छु, रिसले कुर्लिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;अङ्क&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;मा अरुले तौलिदिंदा अङ्कमै हराइरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;तैपनि बेलाबेलामा फोस्रा धाक लगाइरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;राम्रो भाउमा बिक्न सिंङ तिखारिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;बुर्कुसि मारिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;कतिपल्ट लिलाम भएँ, भैरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;आफ्नो बोली बिकाउन दिनरात घोत्लिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;अनि यस्तैयस्तै सुर्ताले दिनदिनै थोत्रिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;राम्रो भाउमा बिक्न सिंङ तिखारिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="NE" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Mangal&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;बुर्कुसि मारिरहेको छु&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146846026391458783-5888235374651021956?l=kfarakparchara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/feeds/5888235374651021956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/5888235374651021956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/5888235374651021956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='लिलाम'/><author><name>hawa guff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10822544212927518919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146846026391458783.post-204265610343335323</id><published>2011-09-22T21:43:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-28T07:17:31.143+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just another day to look back at and can’t help thinking that u’ve had better days. Going through facebook, brooding, trying to do something after coming back home, one of those days when you are not the most interesting one to hang around with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then you see people pouring their hearts out on facebook. One of those statuses, people actually “like” other people’s problems. &amp;nbsp;May be because it doesn’t have unlike button and people are just too lazy to comment. &amp;nbsp;You wouldn’t look very sensitive if u did that when in these times people cry their eyes out over subtitled Korean movies (some crazy ones can also manage without subtitles) and Karan Johar's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’ve heard that people who cry over Karan Johar movies do it so hard that in the end of the movie they even forget why they were crying in the first place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But even if it had an unlike button, I doubt it would do any good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I came upon this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Life is just like facebook. People will like your problems, may be a few will comment, but you just have to figure it out yourself. People are busy updating their own problems.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not the most brilliant thing I’ve heard in a while but it makes sense. In the end you just have to scratch your own back, fight your demons on your own…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146846026391458783-204265610343335323?l=kfarakparchara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/feeds/204265610343335323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/09/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/204265610343335323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/204265610343335323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/09/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html' title=''/><author><name>hawa guff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10822544212927518919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146846026391458783.post-5632134905319054041</id><published>2011-09-17T11:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-18T10:23:42.184+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>What do kids eat these days?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;I don’t know what do kids eat these days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;Is it something different in the food or the air, kids are becoming real wise ass pretty fast. No, I am no talking about the effect of internet, media and all the other things you’d be tempted to say. Sometimes I compare the younger me with the kids these days and I see a whole lot of different things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;The other day I was sitting in my living room trying to finish a book so that i could work on something else (apparently more important than writing this account on what happened then&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). But here I am ….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;My neighbor's kid came and started playing with the vacuum cleaner. He has this obsession with things that have wheels on them. He starts making that noise probably u’ve also heard, the one that kids do to imitate the sound of cars. And this one had somehow learnt how to sound like a monster truck with pressure horns on them!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;Blomkvist (The girl with the dragon tattoo- Stieg Larsson) was almost getting shot in the head and suddenly I start hearing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;VROOMMMM VROOOMMM PWAP PWAAAAAAAAAAAAP !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;I pretended I didn’t hear that assuming he would take the highway to the next room. But I wasn’t so lucky. &amp;nbsp;Trying to look not so furious I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;“La babu, aba rati bhayo gadi garage ma rakhnu paryo hai”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;He is a good kid, obediently he did park it. I smiled (bhitra bhitrai) on my growing ability to tackle with kids with irritating mode on. I wish that feeling lasted a bit longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;He looks around, scratches him bum, and searches for more things to play with. (I was sitting on the tv remote control). I wish that kid was a bit more patient for at least until I finished the chapter but then he goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;“Uncle, aba bihana bhayo, gadi nikalu?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146846026391458783-5632134905319054041?l=kfarakparchara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/feeds/5632134905319054041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-do-kids-eat-these-days.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/5632134905319054041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/5632134905319054041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-do-kids-eat-these-days.html' title='What do kids eat these days?'/><author><name>hawa guff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10822544212927518919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146846026391458783.post-602988868107530414</id><published>2011-09-04T16:52:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:19:13.553+05:30</updated><title type='text'>words are not enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Hmm” was my stoic response to his “lekhne gar na gadha!!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I often do that when I don’t know what to say. Mostly, it kills the conversation when the person on the other side is not an avid talker as I am most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, he wanted me to write about my field trips that I do for my work. Here it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rz6KoXusE9k/Tl-pZwt4BHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fwnM6rHRPa0/s1600/IMG_1280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rz6KoXusE9k/Tl-pZwt4BHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fwnM6rHRPa0/s320/IMG_1280.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am sure all us of have those days when we figure out what we want to do in life. If you haven’t had it yet, you can count on me, you will. Sometimes it can come back again and again leaving no doubts about it. It did for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One year has passed since it visited me the last time. I wrote these lines then:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last night i slept on the banks of this graceful river with sounds of lullaby of the raging waters, with a lot of percussion work by the big boulders passing by …&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i gave up trying to find any words mighty enough to explain how i felt.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Did I ever sleep so peacefully? I wonder…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am fascinated by the concept of producing energy out of a flowing river. People relate to rivers on a spiritual level. I am no different but I also have a slightly different angle to it. &amp;nbsp;I feel more spiritual (if that is the word I am looking for) when I imagine people actually using the energy that flows in these mighty rivers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The picture that you see above is a powerhouse (the small red building) built on the bank of a small river not so far from Kathmandu. The question is what is so special about this odd looking building? I am still not sure what made me feel the way i did that day. But I think I want to see myself keep doing what I am doing. Probably someday, i'll have something similar that i can say is my life's work. I have no better words to explain myself (I guess I am still looking for words since last year) Words or no words, nature has always inspired us to a lot of things that we do. &amp;nbsp;It will always do, we just have to keep looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146846026391458783-602988868107530414?l=kfarakparchara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rz6KoXusE9k/Tl-pZwt4BHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fwnM6rHRPa0/s72-c/IMG_1280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146846026391458783.post-8874777830557640676</id><published>2011-08-31T22:36:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-04T18:09:27.336+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;memories masqueraded as kilobytes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;came out of hiding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;backdropped by sleepless nights... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146846026391458783-8874777830557640676?l=kfarakparchara.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146846026391458783.post-3857404868927748246</id><published>2011-08-31T00:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-04T18:01:46.813+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;fleeting thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;like passing scenes from a bus window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i travel within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146846026391458783-3857404868927748246?l=kfarakparchara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/feeds/3857404868927748246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/08/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/3857404868927748246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/3857404868927748246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/08/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html' title=''/><author><name>hawa guff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10822544212927518919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146846026391458783.post-2232564285036755972</id><published>2011-08-31T00:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-04T20:34:45.651+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Garden Hydraulics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So a classic case of hydraulic fracturing occurred in my small “garden” today. Looks like my mother had a lot of “teej ko dar”. She made a small hole in the pipe than ran beneath the grass while planting some flowers. Too much extra energy in store for tomorrow’s brata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It looked like a simple leak to me. I put some sealant on it and let it set. It seemed to work for a while but then it started leaking again. The water pressure was too much for the seal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was enlightened. (No i didn’t turn back to see if there’s a halo behind my head). It was a simple example of hydraulic fracturing. The lines on those books do make sense sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So what next? I needed reinforcement. If i was doing the same kind of analysis for a tunnel on hydraulic fracturing, then i would have recommended “consolidation grouting” or “full concrete lining”. But then i thought “mending a pipe” project doesn’t have a big budget to afford concrete lining. And i would not be able to explain grouting either. Besides the logistics to get that small amount of concrete could be even more challenging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I ransacked the store, threw out a lot of stuff that my mother had carefully stacked and arranged. (I pretended not hearing the “pachi sabai milayera rakh ni!!” part). My hands landed on just what i needed- a healthy piece of rubber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So i put the glue again and let it dry and tied the rubber over the mended stretch of the pipe.  This is more like a temporary solution to the problem. Tomorrow i might cut the rubber and paste it over the hole (I could not find a scissor at that time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lessons learnt: Hydraulic fracturing, economic and practical solution to a problem and emergency maintenance. (and keep your scissors in place so that you find it when you need it)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most of all, what i like about my job is that it relates directly to what is happening around me. Engineering is an applied science. We just put in some numbers to quantify things but nature itself is the biggest guru. Sometimes it feels silly that we have the audacity to even try to quantify nature in terms of numbers. There are so many questions yet to be answered. Mother nature must be Master Shifu and we must be Po, the panda. I&amp;nbsp; guess the end of our movie called learning is infinite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146846026391458783-2232564285036755972?l=kfarakparchara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/feeds/2232564285036755972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/08/garden-hydraulics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/2232564285036755972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146846026391458783/posts/default/2232564285036755972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfarakparchara.blogspot.com/2011/08/garden-hydraulics.html' title='Garden Hydraulics'/><author><name>hawa guff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10822544212927518919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
