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Post by simpledip on Nov 20, 2018 2:06:20 GMT -6
Life moves on, age old way of life changes;
the beautiful snow peaks still look enchanting in spite of the climatic changes.
Here are fragments of changes
in life around me in Kathmandu.
Young mothers in jeans after dropping their kids in school getting together in a cafe for a cup of chai and some gossip
never seen before in the valley of Kathmandu
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Tibetan refugees on the street protesting about inhumanity of new ideas of liberation forgetting that, that act itself
is a change in their old ways of life and belief.
A farmer sitting in a cafe borrowing a laptop to write when most of his country men
are yet illiterate.
Life moves on and a moment gone never comes back
So, enjoy the moment of Now.
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Nov 20, 2018 4:58:15 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2018 4:58:15 GMT -6
Thanks...needed this. Appreciate the wake up call here. Cool read. I would like to get out of this country and check out the rest of the world. Never been outside the US
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Nov 20, 2018 6:09:17 GMT -6
Post by lostineternity99 on Nov 20, 2018 6:09:17 GMT -6
So many changes in people and their habits in your eternal land, Dip; your final line is important for all of us. |
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Nov 23, 2018 7:35:50 GMT -6
Post by simpledip on Nov 23, 2018 7:35:50 GMT -6
Thanks...needed this. Appreciate the wake up call here. Cool read. I would like to get out of this country and check out the rest of the world. Never been outside the US Wishing you all the best Michael. Namaste |
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Nov 23, 2018 7:41:54 GMT -6
Post by simpledip on Nov 23, 2018 7:41:54 GMT -6
So many changes in people and their habits in your eternal land, Dip; your final line is important for all of us. Rick, I am overwhelmed by the changes that are coming in fast and furiously in the mountains. Yet, many villages faraway from the city are living life torn between so called progress and the old ways. Namaste. - Dip |
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Nov 23, 2018 21:04:46 GMT -6
Post by QueenFoxy on Nov 23, 2018 21:04:46 GMT -6
It is sad to lose the old ways because those of us who have left them behind us yearn to back and visit now and then. Yet, it is the dream of most of us to bring those who live by the old ways to be brought into our modern world. Sadly, we can't have both. Once a community has gone modern. it can never go back.
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Nov 24, 2018 11:48:01 GMT -6
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Post by AquarianM on Nov 24, 2018 11:48:01 GMT -6
Better yet, blend the old with the new and take the best of both. Then write poetry to keep the memory of the old ways within reach. I was just thinking about how some of the old ways are better as I was grinding coffee in my antique Enlish cast-iron coffee mill by hand for my percolator. I was also thinking of this poem as I plan to write some more by hand in cursive on a long piece I have been working on for a week. A story of a new character that I am creating for my fantasy novel that has been aging on my hard drive since 2006. I think you are onto something subconsious that many are feeling, Dip.
Dan
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Nov 28, 2018 20:37:34 GMT -6
Post by simpledip on Nov 28, 2018 20:37:34 GMT -6
It is sad to lose the old ways because those of us who have left them behind us yearn to back and visit now and then. Yet, it is the dream of most of us to bring those who live by the old ways to be brought into our modern world. Sadly, we can't have both. Once a community has gone modern. it can never go back. Thank you Warrior Queen for your kind response. In the city of Kathmandu life is changing fast. But in the villages far away from the city old ways of life and old values of relation with people and nature has not changed. Namaste. Dip |
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Nov 28, 2018 20:41:18 GMT -6
Post by simpledip on Nov 28, 2018 20:41:18 GMT -6
Better yet, blend the old with the new and take the best of both. Then write poetry to keep the memory of the old ways within reach. I was just thinking about how some of the old ways are better as I was grinding coffee in my antique Enlish cast-iron coffee mill by hand for my percolator. I was also thinking of this poem as I plan to write some more by hand in cursive on a long piece I have been working on for a week. A story of a new character that I am creating for my fantasy novel that has been aging on my hard drive since 2006. I think you are onto something subconsious that many are feeling, Dip. Dan Dan, Thank you for your kind response. Wishing you enough time to finish your novel. "..blend the old with the new and take the best of both. Then write poetry to keep the memory of the old ways within reach." I agree with you. Namaste. - Dip |
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Nov 29, 2018 20:46:02 GMT -6
Post by goldenmyst on Nov 29, 2018 20:46:02 GMT -6
Your poem does what my favorite writing does. These snapshots of real life are the heart and soul of poetry. You have done a great job here my friend
John
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Nov 29, 2018 20:48:50 GMT -6
Post by susan on Nov 29, 2018 20:48:50 GMT -6
Tibetan refugees on the street
protesting about inhumanity
of new ideas of liberation
forgetting that, that act itself
one of ours ran for councilor she didn't win
but another one that ran for provincial parliament did...so she now represents us at the ontario level
well written
i see alot of the tibetan around where i live.....
susan
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