Coronavirus disease (COVID-19) advice Protect yourself and others from getting sick
ASK WHO
COVID-19 Home care
Myth busters
2020
ME
The Lockdown 2020 Rtr. Aman Shah MBBS 2018
It’s 2020 and the world is dying, okay if not dying, I’d like to believe that it is admitted to a very unhygienic emergency ward (a case scenario which most of us are not unaware of) and is on the edge of biting the dust, if not on its own then by getting seduced from the external forces. Death counts have accounted to millions and unwillingly this time, we are auditioning for “Who wants to be in the millions?” the reprised and more subtle version of “Who wants to be a millionaire?”
Amidst all these hullabaloo, Social handles got some real accelerators. They are in no mood to apply breaks. Personally, it’s quite disheartening for me to see world jump from PUBG to personal bingo and go public with what they feel are the hallmarks of their millennial journey (but also with that self-embarrassed or blushing monkey covering his eyes or whatever it means kind of emoji). The process of self-motivation has taken a leap of faith. “Say me the first alphabet of your name “, they say. And when you do it. You receive this long text saying The country that has been always mocked for –“HAHA, you are in the game now. You need making fleeting products is now in the news for to take a favorite photo from my account. And developing this Herculean arduous artefact. post it in YOUR story and “tell me something you like about me”. What if I don’t like you? The President is still rating himself 10 in fight- But anyways that summarizes the story of most ing the crisis. of relations these days. Buttery Talks; Fluttery Promises. The pharmacology for malaria is back in action. Anopheles and Culex now feel stronger emoBut his honor, the golden buzzer helmer Cotionally. rona is really putting a great show “The Lockdown’s Got Talent”. Dhosa, Biryani, Panipuri, But then we are putting our efforts (At least, by being too mainstream, People are baking banging plates, flashing torchlights, uh huh let’s Nutella cheese cake. Oreo and Bourbon still not forget to acknowledge the firecrackers) being biscuits for me, in the parallel universe of lockdown, these have become the Sergio Anyway, we are a part of history making. Okay, Professor of Cake Industry. Some are mastering not sure if we end up being Jack and the story guitars, Writings have reached some different gets narrated on us or if we become the Rose level, Medley and Unplugged versions of the for narrating stories to the generations to come. budding singers has taken the world by storm.
Com’mon, how can I lag in the race. I mastered Guitar, wrote 10 Hindi poems, 2 stand-ups, read all my 23 favorite novels but then I woke up. But that’s a talent no, I didn’t know I was such a prolific dreamer. It’s all about giving your time to anything no! I sleep for 14 hrs. regularly to master my dreaming skills. At times, I’m so good at it that I direct my dreaming sequence like I plan about the things I’ve to dream but then it stands to be so boring that I end up sleeping in my dreams. That’s Lucid sleeping, folks! The brainy quotes of competing with yourself has lost its existence in the fidelity of illusive talent show out there, and this is gonna leave some jarring implementations on humongous number of modest mindsets but that’s what social media has been trying to do for so long, isn’t it? The conversation of talent show cannot end without expounding about the Elephant in the room. The undisputed kingdom of TIKTOK. When I was in class 10, people used to say me that the real struggle of life lasts only upto SLC exam and then it’s all merry-making fun time ahead. After 5 years and going through a lot of life, I’d still opt to believe that those people are right instead of believing tiktok is an amusing thing to do. If asked to make a tiktok for fun or die a virgin, I’d hug death with all the joy and wish to get reborn with no testosterone instead of doing the former. But there has been some terrific contemplation out there, Elon musk with his girlfriend Grimes had their first baby child (Do not panic, we will come to her name). Having a child with a gf and not being in news for that very fact has put our whole Asian concept of marriage at stake. But I must say they are an intelligent couple. Before people would come up with questions about her surname, nationality and all those, the couple
dropped a missile. In a world full of Ranbir, Shahrukh and Jacqueline Fernandez (and have 75% of yourself looked upon by a stereotypical script) Be a X Æ A-12 (DONOT PRONOUNCE PLEASE). Alcohol gained its long due credit. There was an unofficial announcement of Liquor topping the list of basic needs. You’ve 10 assignments, cooking food, and other homemaking chores on your to do list. What would you do? Sleep. Because that solve all the problems no. Alcohol turned out to be the real chloroquine this season (The first day box office collection summed upto be 300 crores, more than double of that of Bahubali) When there’s a crisis as big as COVID-19, we may fail to see another one: Domestic Abuse Finally, Alcohol will help it become more pronounced. Finally, not all the victims of virus will have Covid-19. Finally, Home will not be a safe heaven for everyone now. I wish there was a N95 mask for this too. Having said that, this quarantine festival strived for one good thing- Togetherness, the ode of we all human becoming one and fighting this calamity. But com’mon we ain’t doing it. This coalition, togetherness kind of words don’t go good with us South Asians. We believe how delicious would it be if we include the spices of religious bigotry in the boring dish of pandemic. That’s like Nutella cheese on the bourbon cake. Afterall we are Mahabharata clans. How can we just be loafing at our home? The news channel got more interesting contents now. More
entertaining than Tiktok too for a number out there. I assure, in the time when WHO is under the questions of its credibility, WHO, trust me, you just announce that Muslim created this virus and that it’s full name is Corona Khan, I assure you more than half of the population will be supporting you for just saying that. You won’t even need to attach a lab report from some Chinese authority saying there is no human-to-human transmission of this. Because this allele of racism has been for long with us, that too in a double dominant form. Its high time world should work on some vaccine of this long-surviving pandemic too. But among all these odds and ends, we are back to our roots, at our home. Breathing fresh air. Happy with family. Grandma is speaking stories. We’re making some. And all we can do is Hope, everything is gonna be fine again. Better than before. ‘Because, Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.’
Rtr. Salman Haider MBBS 2018
Rtr. Riwaj Adhikari BDS 2017
dxfdf/Lsf] eo, ;+s6sf] of] k|x/ uhasf] 5 ;'g;fg ;8sdf lx+;fsf] 8/, of] zx/ uhasf] 5. efO/;n] k'u]g, ca xfjfx'/L / ljgfz klg ;Eotf s;n] l;Wofpg] k|s[ltsf] of] nx/ uhasf] 5. ;Ldf ljjfb, kqsf/ clg ;fdflhs jx; lglxt km];a's] /fi6«jfbsf] of] /x/ uhasf] 5. eGnfp ltdL xfdL jL/ g]kfnL uf]v{fnL kfgL lkp+5f}+ 9f]+uL of] af:gf uhasf] 5, gx/ uhasf] 5. slt 5'6] km'6], slt hf]l8P slt elTsP xf]nfन् uha 5 xh'/, dfofsf] of] hx/ uhasf] 5 ..
THE PARTY GONE WRONG Nancy Rauniar MBBS 2017
Today, I was invited to a Halloween party that is being held in my neighbourhood on Friday 13. Wait me let introduce myself . I am Alex and I am a detective well sort of. I don’t usually go to a party but my partner Sam who is a completely opposite of me has been bugging me to go with him. If one is fire then other is ice yet we are best friends . Anyway, I finally gave in to his requests. Nothing would go wrong. Right?
surrounded. So why have you come here? He asked me looking at them.
“Hello” said the grim reaper. “Hello” I said looking at him. He wore a black cloak, also hiding his face.
“Leave him, he is boring, dance with me” Sam said giving his signature smile.
This guy is weird. I can say that he has negative opinion about everything. “Well, we are here just for fun” I said. “Hmm, then enjoy yourself ” he said and went away.
“Hey, handsome would you like to dance with I dressed up as Sherlock Holmes and he dressed me” asked a girl dressed up as a nurse. The girl up as Dr. Watson. So, we went to attend the he was talking about. party. The music was loud enough to be heard from far away. Cheers and hooting could be “I am sorry but no thank you” I refused politeheard. It looked like many people were there. ly. So we went inside the house actually it was bungalow. As I said the music was so loud that “Come on, it’s just one dance” she said pouting. you can barely hear anyone speaking. There were 15 in total including us.They were danc“No, thank you” I said taking my hands out if ing, shouting. I could recognise few characters her grip. the people were dressed up as. Joker, grim reaper, mummy, chucky too etc. They were enjoying “No one has refused me, you are the first guy. themselves. I didn’t realize Sam already left my Its interesting” she said giving me a wink and a side. sly smile.
“People are enjoying their fullest aren’t they? Everyone has their reason to come here. That guy he has come to show-off his wealth and that guy he lost his job today, that girl is here to find a boyfriend, and that person dressed up as a captain he won a case against the girl who sued her for harassment. They all are connected to each other. You see they are here to just for fun they don’t care about the people they have
She nodded and they went together. Sam giving me a victory sign. “Hi, you must be bored” a guy dressed up as a Jack Sparrow. “Well, not yet” I said. “It’s ok to be bored, soon we will view an entertaining performance” he said smiling.
At that moment, a fight broke out. The rich guy was being beaten by the Guy dressed up as James Bond.
cry came. Again a guy was stabbed in the chest. He was the guy we were finding.
“Oh god! Now what do we do? Two people are dead. If we don’t find the murderer we don’t Woh! Shouldn’t people break them up, they will know how many will be killed” Sam wispered kill each other. to me. “You how dare you touch my girl! You jerk! Do you think money solves all the problem?” he said beating him up.
“Wait a second Sam, if you look at the wound, he was stabbed right to the heart. The wound is big enough. A long kitchen knife is used.
People separated them and soon the fight ended.
Also, the first murder occurred 20 minutes before. The light came back in 2 minutes. The second murder occurred 15 minutes ago. The light came back in 2 minutes” I said
Again the party went to a full swing, but something happened that we did not expected. The lights went off and someone cried. People went still. When the lights came after 5 mins a horrifying scene was in front of us. The rich guy was stabbed on his chest. He was bleeding. I went to check but he was dead. People started panicking. They ran towards the door but it was locked. We checked the doors and windows but everything was locked. Sam said “may I have your attention please? I know you are scared and panicking but calm down a little. The police will arrive soon. The murderer is among you” he said nodding towards me. “Why should we trust you? You can also be the murderer” one said. “We are detectives, until the police arrived we will check for the clues” he said showing his Id. “A motive. We need a motive Sam” I said. “The guy who was fighting with him but before that ladies do you remember who was standing before the lights went out?” He asked “Umm, the guy he had fight with” she said. “Hmm. Where is he?” I asked. I saw him and started going towards him but the lights went out again. This time we didn’t hear the any sound in the sea if murmurs. When the lights came back a
“You are ri-”. The lights went out again. People started screaming. The lights came back again. This time the girl dressed up as a nurse was dead. “What the hell is going on? Is a psychopath here?” One girl said crying while her boyfriend I presume was comforting her. “No, this is not done by a psychopath. My instincts tell me that a person with a grudge is doing this” I said. “The next murder will occur after 8 minutes. 2 minutes already passed. We need to find who is the next victim” Sam said whispering. “Who could it be? Why is he killing these people? Do they know each other? Come on think Alex. We have 3 minutes left” Raking my brain. “Wait! Now I remember them. They all are related to each other somehow. Two months ago a girl was sexually harassed and raped. And she reported the guy. The guy dressed up as the captain. He won the case against her. How? There was a witness who gave her sentence against the girl. There was the rumour that she was bribed. The girl committed suicide after the hearing. Her brother was also found dead. They say he also committed suicide. But I heard he had an evidence against them. He appealed for reinvestigation. But strangely he couldn’t submit it. Next day he was found dead” a guy dressed up as Jack sparrow said. “How do you know?”
I was present in the court. You see I am student who is studying to become a criminal lawyer. If her brother is dead, victim is dead then who is killing them? Wait- there is a guy dressed up as a grim reaper, he seemed to know about this. Where is he? It suddenly striked me. The light went off. Everyone gasped. Oh no! Now who? It came back after 2 minutes. And the guy who was said to lost his job was murdered and next to his body a there guy dressed up as grim reaper was standing with knife in his hand. Blood dripped from the knife. At that moment everyone backed away. His knife fell from his hands. He collapsed on the floor. “I finally got revenge for you Belle. Those monsters are dead” he said crying. Sam went to him and tackled him.
;fob x'g] lyof] dxfk|no Suyog Jha BDS 2019
bfloTj xfd|f] xf] u/f} ;Ddfg oL lrlsT;snfO{ Hofg hf]lvddf /fvL arfpb} 5न् dfgjnfO{ dxfdf/Laf6 jrg xfdL a:of 5f} 3/ leq lbg /ft v6\b} 5न् 8fS6/ c:ktfn leq
“Who are you?” “Me? These people destroyed my fiancè. Did you know she was pregnant at that time when she was raped? What mistake she did to serve such a punishment? We trusted that this guy (who lost his job), the so- called lawyer would give us justice to us, but what happened, he sold his soul to these scumbags. Even after she committed suicide, her brother tried everything he could to give justice to her but what happened he was killed by them. You people talk about justice? Law? Bullshit!
5न् pgsf klg 3/ kl/jf/ Kof/f afn aRrf 5f]8]/ ;a}nfO{ ag]sf 5न् ;asf ldq ;Rrf 5न् k/f]ksf/L ub{}5न् k/f]ksf/ la/fdLsf 5}g s'g} ;t{ / :jfy{ O u'0fL jL/ ;f/yLsf 5 xfd|f] st{Jo ;'/lIft u/f} eljio Ogsf gk'/ofp xfdL s'g} b'M v rf]6 kL8f lbgsf
I don’t regret it. They deserved it” he said and pushed Sam back and grabbed the knife from the body and then slashed his neck before we could stop him.
hf]luPsf] 5 of] ;+;f/ x]/ cfh pgs] e/df
“Don’t talk!” I said desperately to him while keeping my hands on his neck to prevent further bleeding.
;fob x'g]lyof] dxfk|no of] lj/f6 e'jgdf
“Belle, I am sorry I couldn’t protect you but I got justice for you. I’ll join you soon” he gasped for the last time and then stayed still. At that moment sirens could be heard.
gagf} afwf c8rg xfdL pgsf] ;]jf kydf
g ePsf] eP 8fS6/ O{ dgdf]xs ;'dgdf ul/ Ps cfk;df ;xof]u /rf} ;'Gb/ /rgf lemlnldln x'g]5 wt{L ;'jf; el/g]5 kjgdf
ROTARACT during Unprecedented Lockdown
Rtr. Rashmita Sunwar Bsc. Nursing 2017
This Pandemic has brought massive changes on human daily living. Lockdown has captured the freedom of Human and their activities too. All the schools and colleges are closed, all the offices are locked, all the transportation are stopped but the hospitals and health workers are performing their works most actively. Let us say that all the materialistic world has been paused and people are craving for life, families and about how to fill their tummy. Amid this simultaneous pause and rush; the mostly affected can be peoples mental health. While, it can be various reasons like loss of loved ones, fear of being infected, empty minds, economic fall, confinement in a place and many more. During this unprecedented lockdown, Rotaract has played vital role; not only in serving community but also in protecting peoples mental health. Rotaract itself means “Rot” or “Act”. Also it is said crisis means opportunity for leaders. So, during this Pandemic all the Rotaractors are active to save their community and world. There are different programs held benefiting the Corona infected and frontline workers of COVID-19. Also in other hands, there are various online programmes held by different Rotaract Clubs benefiting Rotaractors.
During this lockdown, we participated in multiple E-RYLAs, different professional development programmes and multiple webinars through Rotaract. This definitely influences the mental health of Rotaractors. We RACDG also conducted various online programmes during this lockdown. We conducted E-RYLA with collaboration of 2 other clubs. We conducted online trainings and meetings with our members. Multiple goodwill visits were done with different clubs. Online COVID-19 awareness was done. Online communication with our club members and other club activities are being carried out through online. We have tried our best to secure the mental health or our members during this Pandemic. We must say Rotaract is globally serving people and saving their mental health as well. Let’s be optimistic and spread positivity. Thank you Rotaract for protecting our mental health.
dhb'/ x'F sfo/ xf]Og Jamuna Ban MBBS 2019
lbj; dtna - lagf dtnasf] 5'§L g xf] g]kfndf . @-$ zAbsf] gf; dfq . ev{/} dfq klg Pp6f 5'§Ljfnf lbj; g]kfn / g]kfnL x?n] dgfP; t/ of] k6s vf;} /dfOnf] ePg xf]nf lsgsL sf]/f]gfn] x/]s lbg lbj; agfOlbPsf] 5. gf/f agfof] ! lbg e6\ofof] afFsL #^$ lbg h:tfsf] To:t}. ;d[l4nfO{ zAbdf c6fpg] / kl/jt{gnfO{ gf/fdf e6\ofpg] x?;Ë d s] g} u'gf;f] ug{ ;S5' /! x'g t Oltxf; klg To:tfsf] g n]lvG5 h:nfO{ b'lgofFn] lrG5 . xfdL t s]jn Pp6f dfd'nL dhb'/ g xf}F xfd|f] kl;gfn] sxfF Oltxf; /Rg ;S5 /! sfuhsf] Oltxf; t dhb'/sf] kl;gfn] sf]g{ g;Snf t/ sd{sf] Oltxf; kSs} /Rg]5 . d dfq ;Ë t k|Zg ug{ ;Sg] lxDdt / a'l4 g} sxfF 5 /; t/ ;do, kl/l:ylt / ef]sf] k]6n] cfh of] k|Zg ub{} 5 ls - "5'§L dfq lbgsf] nflu lbj; lsg dgfp5f} ;/sf/ < s] 5'§L lbnfpg] lbj; dfq} xf] t d <” x'g t d}n] cfh ;Dd s]lx ;Ë klg u'gf;f] u/]sf] 5}g / cem} klg ulb{gF t/ cfh d]/f] ef]sf] k]6n] / kfl/jfl/s bfloTj ;Dd k'/f ug{ g;s]sf] sfo/tfn] afWotfdf s]lx eGb} 5, dgsf ax kf]Vg vf]Hb} 5.
zn] kmf6]sf] dg b]Vg ;s]sf] ! ls ef}lts ;fdfg eGbf klg tn\nf] :t/sf] xf] d]/f] ;/sf/ < x'g]vfg] nfO{ t w]/} k};f sdfP/ kn\nf 3/] l5d]sLn] eGbf w]/} k};f sdfpg' 5 clg p;sf] eGbf 7"nf] 3/ agfpg' 5, ;DkGgtfsf] wfs nufpb} afFRg' 5 . x'g t d]/f kn\nf 3/] l5d]sLsf] d]/f] eGbf 7"nf] 3/ eP kf] dnfO{ klg agfpg] hfFu/ cfpFYof] /! lar/f pm / d p:t} 5f}F Pscs{fnfO{ x]/]/ lrQ a'emfpg' kg{] . Pp6fsf] 3/ r'lxFbf cs{f]n] afF; lbg'k5{ sxfF af6 cfcf]: wgsf] nfn;f klg . b'O{ 5fs /fd|f];+u vfg gkfPsf] a]nf 5f]/f5f]/LnfO{ klg /fd|f] :s'n k9\g] /x/ s] knfcf]: . ef]ssf] cl3 c? ;a} cfjZostf k"/} lkmsf x'g] /}5G . ;a} lrhnfO{ 6fg{ ;lsbf] /}5 t/ ef]sf] k]6; cFxF dfGg tof/ g} 5}g .
d efUon] t 7luPs} xf]; /fHoaf6 ckx]lnt klg ePs} x'F t/ k|s[ltn] klg ddfly Gofo lbg ;s]g . aif{]lg k'; df3sf] s7\ofË[bf] hf8f]nfO{ 5n]/ afFRg' kb{fsf] kL8f t 3/leq a;]/ afSnf sk8f nufP/ klg hf8f] eGg] nfO{ Psfb]zs} syf x'g ;S5 . x/]s ;fn klx/f] / af9L af6 d'l:snn] Hofg hf]ufP/ gofF aif{ dgfpg' kg{] kL8f t ljnfl;gtf df afFRg gkfpg] dhb'/Lsf] sdfOdf laxfg a]n'sf lr;f] r'n\xf]n] cfuf]sf] sf] kL8f eGbf sd g} 5 xf]nf kSs} klg xf]Og t < slxn] lemn\sf] e]6f]: of ge]6f]:, t/ ToxL sdfOdf e|i6frf/sf] e"sDk t slxn] sf]/f]gf ;a}n] b'v t cflv/ xfdLnfO{ g} xf] cv8f t agfOPs} 5 . clg d]/f caf]w aRrfx?sf] k]6 cfwf lbg] . t/ d e"sDk ;Ë rflxF v';L g} 5' lsgsL s/f]8kltsf] l/Qf] /fv]/ ePkgL s';{L dflysf eLdsfo k]6 t kflnlbPs} 3/ eTsfpg] e"sDkn] d]/f] 3/ geTsfP/ d dfyL Gofo u/] 5 lg . d}n] vfP klg gvfPkgL of] /fHonfO{ s/ lt/]sf] sf] 5 . x'g t 3/} geP;L s] g} elTsof]: klg . clg w]/} 5' . ;fob of] /fHon] / ;/sf/ b'j}n] d af6 of] eGbf a9L vfnsf] /fxtsf] gfd ;'lgof], slxn] klx/f] /fxt slxn] af9L t ck]Iff g} u/]sf] 5}g xf]nf . oxL e"lddf aufPsf] kl;gf /fxt t slxn] e"sDk /fxt clg clxn] cfP/ sf]/f]gf /fxt hf]8\g] xf] eg] o;sf] cl3 t /f/f tfnsf] kfgL klg sd . dnfO{ nfUYof] /fxtsf] kf]sf] t xfdL h:tf] b'O{ 5fs 6fg{ kg{ hfG5 . d}n] hlt lbg' lyof] Tolt t lbPs} 5 . d Pp6f g;Sg]nfO{ xf]nf; x'g t cgk9 g kl/of] sxfF ;a} g]kfnL lhDd]jf/ gful/s alg;s]sf] 5' . abnfdf dnfO{ b]zn] s] zAbsf] klg cy{ yfxf x'g' lg! x'Fbf vfg]n] ;fFRr} x'Fbf g} vfg] lbof] t < klxrfg t lbof] t/ gful/s eGbf a9L t dhb'/ xf], a? x'g] vfg]nfO{ rflxF ;w}+ x'g'k5{ – cfhnfO{ ePkgL ef] sf] . gful/stf t lbof] t/ a]dtnaL h;nfO{ ;/sf/n] g} lnnfO{ gx'g ;S5 lg . d]/f] nflu t g lxhf] g} Yof]; clg lrGb}g . kmf6]sf] uf]hL af6 r'lxg g;s]/ a;]sf] gful/stf cfhkgL gx'Fbf s] g} x'G5 /! / ef]lnsf] t s'g} e/f];f g} klg d]/f] kmf6]sf] dg b]v]/ ?g nflu;Sof] t/ v} t d]/f] b] 5}g .
xf] cfh;Dd t d r'k g} 5' . d]/f] gful/stf / /fli6«otf;Fu dnfO{ s]xL u'gf;f] lyPg lsgsL sd{df g} /dfpg] dfG5] x'F d . t/ cfh ha 5f]/f5f]/Lsf] nflu vfg]s'/f h'6fpg ;lsgF ta d leqsf] :jfledfg g} d/]/ cfof]; a'9L cfdfsf] cf]vtL k'o{fpg g;Sbf ;Gtfg x'g'sf] lhDd]jf/Ln] lsr]/ n\ofPsf] 5; r'lxPsf] em'k8Ldf ca s;}nfO{ cf]t nfpg ;lSbgF . xf] d leqsf] lhDd]jf/L klg do{f] :jfledfgn] t dnfO{ kl/Tofu g} ul/;Sof], ca d;Ë vfnL afFsL /x]sf] lrh sfo/tf xf] . dnfO{ lrRofP/ k|ltsf/ ug{ dg 5 d sfo/ xf]Og t/ cFxF kl/l:yltn] dnfO{ To;f] ug{ sxfF lbGYof] /! dnfO{ sfo/ / nfrf/ agfpg] ltdL g} xf} . xf] ltdL g} xf}; hf] s';{L sf] nflu le8\5f}, xfdL h:tf]sf] k};fsf] nflu l;gf]sf] nflu lu4 em}F cfkm" – cfkm" emu8\5f} . ha ;dfj]zL / clwsf/ sf] s'/f u5{f} lg dnfO{ ltd|f] d'v ;w}+sf] nflu aGb ug{ dg nfU5; t/ To;f] lg sxfF ug{ ;S5' / . laGtL 5 dnfO{ u/]/ v'jfpg b]pm. dnfO{ lhDd]jf/Laf6 efUg] sfo/ gagfpm / kl/l:ylt;Fu 8/fpg] nfrf/ aGg afWo gagfpm . dnfO{ ltdLn] h:tf] sfnf]ahf/Ln ]esf/L agfpg' 5}g clg dxn 78\ofP/ em'k8Lsf] lrQ agfP/ lhpg' 5}g . dnfO{ a: b'O{ 5fs /fd|/L vfP/ cfdfsf] nflu cf}iflw clg 5f]/f5f]/Lsf] nflu Pp6f snd n\ofpg' 5. / ef]lnsf] gfddf Pp6f sfqf] ;fFRg kfP dxnsf] lrQ agfP/ em'k8Ldf afFRg ;S5' . xf] ;/sf/ d]/f] gfdsf] lvn\nL p8fpg slt dhb'/ lbj; dgfpF5f}; ljb]zLnfO{ b]vfpg / ;'gfpg af]n]sf] zAbn] xhf/f}+ dhb'/sf] lrQ lsg b'vfpF5f} < ltd|f cfZjf;gn] ca Åbosf] lbof] lgle;Sof] . ;S5f} eg] dnfO{ sfo/ / nfrf/ aGgaf6 /f]s ;Sb}gf} eg] dnfO{ gfd dfqsf] lbj; gb]pm . xf] d dhb'/ x'F t/ sfo/ xf]Og . dnfO{ nfrf/ / sfo/ t d]/f] b]zn] agfof]; Tof] ;Qfsf] s';{Ln] agfPsf] xf] ...xf] ToxL v]nn] v]nfof] dnfO{... xf] ToxL /fhgLltsf] vf]nfn] aufof] dnfO{ ...
Rtr. Salman Haider MBBS 2018
Rtr. Neha Sarkar BDS 2018
Life would have been so better if it was a movie, dramatic but not serious. Life would been so better if everyone here were unknown to each other, so better if I was nothing but just an untold story. We go through hard and low times, everyone does but not everyone knows how to stay strong and manage everything. We go through worst moments and emotional issues, everyone does but not everyone has someone having their back. Life would have been so better if we never grew up, we used to fight but never took it seriously. Life would have been so better if we were emotionless, no one would care for anyone. Life would have been so better if we never knew the difference between happiness and sadness, we would never had to fake a smile. If only.... I was nothing.
d lrlsT;s - d]/f] bfloTj sf]/f]gf / d]/f] ufpF Suyog Jha
Rtr. Balika Dahal
BDS 2019
d]/f] b]zsf] ;'/Iffsf] /x]sf] d]/f] bfloTj cfh k"/f u/g' 5
MBBS 2018
Pp6f ;fgf] efO/; , h;n] ;F;f/ xn\nfPsf] 5 , ;f/f ljZj 7Kk 5,
x] g]kfn cfdf, sfn sf]/f]gfsf] ca ljgfz n\ofpg' 5 o; w/t{Ldf cfPsf] ;a} dxfdf/L;Fu n8\g] sfd 5 d]/f]
t/ d]/f] ufpF ,d]/f] ufpFn] Psl5g cf/fd ug{] km';{b cem} sxfF kfo]sf] 5 /,
la/fdLsf] d':sfg km]l/ lkmt{f n\ofpg'df g} cf/fd 5 d]/f] of] t rnL g} /x]sf] 5 , cEo:t eP/ cfkm\g} ultdf b]zsf] sd{7Lsf] zs'zn hLjg arfpg' d]/f] bfloTj 5
clg cfkm\g} rfndf
olx xfdL lrlsT;ssf] dgn] dfg]sf] Ps k"0f{tj 5
oxfF cfkm\gf] Hofg eGbf 5 ufOj:t' Kof/f]
of] b]znfO{ km]l/ cAan agfpg] gogsf] ;kgf 5 d]/f]
sf]/f]gf nfu] nfuf]; t/ v]tdf ds} t 5g{} ko{f] .
km]l/ ;a} If]qdf km"n a;{fpg] Åbosf] sn\kgf 5 d]/f]
dfS; / :oflg6fOh/sf] gfd t /]l8of]df dfq ;'g]sf 5न् .
5 k|lt1f g]kfn dftf ltDdf] ;a} k'qsf] ;]jf ;w} ug{] 5' PsPs lbg/ft latf]: t/ x/ Ps lhjgsf] /Iff ug{] 5'
xft r} wf]O/xg': x} cfdf eGbf eG5न्, “xft
wf]P/ of] sf]/f]gf gnfUg] eP t,
clDsfdf t]qf] dfG5] s;/L d5{g <"
d]/f] b]znfO{ ;bfjxf/ ;u/dfyf h:t} dha't /fVg] 5' hLjgsf] clGtd Zjf;;Dd kl;gfsf] ;fu/ aufpg] 5'
b'l/ t sfod g} 5 lg oxfF klg t/ dfq 3/x? lar dflg;x?df ;fdflhs b'/L t oxfF v} s'g r/fsf] gfd xf] , dg{] t Ps lbg lgl:rt g} xf] gfgL, eG5न् afr'Gh]n ul/vfg' t xfd|f] sfd xf] .
d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL
Sunita Mali BDS 2019
v]n\5 d;Fu}, a:5 d ;Fu}, 8'n\5 d;Fu} ;'T5 d;Fu}, vfG5 d;Fu}, 3'D5 d;Fu} d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL x/]s lbg, x/]s kn, x'G5 pm d;Fu} laxfg ;a]/} p7\5 clg, ;a}nfO{ p7fp+5, Daddy ;Fu laxfg ;w}+, morning walk hfG5 d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL pgnfO{ laxfg 3'Dg gnu], lbgel/ l/;fp+5 Lockdown xf]: of cGo lbg, ;w}+ 3/df a:5 vfof], a:of], ;'Tof]sf] lbgro{f, p;nfO{ ldn\5 d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL s]xL sfd gub{f klg pm, ;a}sf] Kof/f] x'G5 dDdLsf] xftaf6 ag]sf] df;', ;w}+ vfg vf]H5 df;' gePsf] lbg pm, lbgel/ jt{ a:5 d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL d}n] vf+bf ;w}+ p;nfO{ p;sf] efu rflxG5 g t mobile rnfp+5, g t internet g} t} klg x'+b}g pm slxn\o}, cln\5 d em}+ d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL pmhlt rgfvf] / ph{fjfg, x'g ;Sb}g sf]xL g} d}n] h:t} af]n\g ;Sb}g, p:sf] cfkm\g} efiff 5 cs{}sf] sf]vaf6 pm, of] ;+;f/df cfPsf] 5 d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL afafdDdLsf] sfG5f] 5f]/f / d]/f] ;fyL ag]sf] 5 of] Lockdown df pm;Fu w]/} ;do latfP+ xfF:b}, v]n\b}, fight ub{}, cln\5kgnfO{ d]6fP+
d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL 6f9f x'+bf d}n] pgnfO{ w]/} miss u/]+ dnfO{ s;}n] 5'g x'Gg, p l/;fO{ xfn\5 cfkm\gf] sf]7fdf nu] b':vL, 3'Dg nu] v';L x'G5 d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL 1fgL 5f} eGof] eg], lgs} dVv k5{ PSn} a:g ?rfp+b}g, g t PSn} vfg gf}nf] dfG5] 3/df p;nfO{, slt dg kb{}g d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL p;sf] x/]s Ozf/f, ;S5' ca d a'em\g pgL gx'Fbf 3/ klg, slt ;'g;fg x'+bf] xf] d}n] dgsf ;a} s'/f, s;nfO{ ;f+6\bf] xf] d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL a'em\g t s]xL a'em\b}g, ;fob e|d dfq x'+bf] xf] pm dfG5] eO{lbPsf] eP, olt 1fgL gx'+bf] xf] d}n] dgsf s'/f vf]n\bf, slxn\o} g;'Gbf] xf] d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL s]xL ga'em\bf klg ;w}+ pm, d]/f] s'/f ;'Gbf] xf] c?sf nflu pm s]an, Pp6f s's'/ x'+bf] xf] t/ xfd|f] nflu pm Ps, kl/jf/sf] ;b:o xf] d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL pgL dnfO{ b':vdf ;fy lbg], d]/f] c;n ;fyL xf] ;fg}df cfof} otf, cfh b'O{ jif{ ef] ltd|f] presence n] cfh, dg lgs} xlif{t ef] d]/f] ldn\g] ;fyL Dobby cfhsf] of] n]v, ltd|f] nflu ;dlk{t ef] ..
The Enchanted Forest Nancy Rauniar MBBS 2017
"I can't stop ! Not now! Never!" Irene muttered to her. Continuously looking backward to see if someone was following her. She didn't knew where her feet was going to take her. But she had to run for her life as it was in danger. She ran and ran, it felt never ending. Soon she reached an entrance to the forest. She could hear the voices shouting for her. It was nearing her. She didn't stopped. She ran inside the forest but she didn't knew the rumour about it. People kept the distance from it. They always avoided this place since it was said a monster , a dark fairy lived there. Her dark magic place made this forest enchanted. Once someone took a step inside it no one was supposed to return back. That's how omnious it was. But Irene didn't knew about it for she was busy protecting herself from the organ traffickers that were chasing her. Those men kidnapped her and gave her drugs, making her prepare for organ donation. If she didn't secretly called over the police, if the commotion was not created she couldn't have been alive. She was intelligent for seven years old. She ran deep into the forest, she couldn't hear any voices now. She finally stopped. She was exhausted. Bruises covered her body. Needle marks could been seen. She started walking slowly, her steps were staggered. The drugs was finally taking the effects soon she became dead to the world. She opened her eyes. It was still night. The forest seemed dense but still she could see the stars shining brightly. Now maybe her future could be bright like this. Her parents must be worried. She needs to go back to them. Tears formed in her eyes. It started dropping down soon it turned to sobbing. She couldn't control it. She was so immersed in it she didn't felt the presence beside her. "What are you doing in this forest?" Said the voice.
Irene was startled by it. She turned to face the speaker. It was a man, no a monster. He was big and tall as a bamboo. His face was covered with the hair. The piercing silver eyes were hooked on her. Fear coursed her veins. "Please don't kill me. I am sorry I disturbed you. I'll do everything that you will say, please just don't kill me" she begged in her child voice. "I won't kill you little one. What are you doing here in this forest in this dark night. It seemes you don't know about this forest" suddenly said a beautiful sing-song voice. The man disappeared and a beautiful lady stood there. She had wings. She was a fairy. Despite her fear she was awestruck by it. She never got to see anything like this. "You are a fairy? Can you help me?" Irene said now begging on her knees. The fairy went closer to her and sat next to her. "What is it?" She asked softly. Irene then explained her about everything. "Oh, my poor child. What pain you needed to go through, but you see to gain something you need to give something. So you need to answer few of my questions. If you could do that I'll give you something that will take you to your parents but if you fail you need to give me something. Can you do that?" "I can do it. It's not like I have any choice" "So, here goes my first question. What is the best sleep? "Mother's arms"
"What are the three dangerous thing in the world?" "Anger, resentment and grudge" "Which milk is the best?" "Mother's"
DARKNESS !?
"Which is the sweetest thing?" "Words that are spoken" "Which is the best emotion that a person can show?"
Rtr. Neha Sarkar BDS 2018
"Love" "Hmm, you are not an ordinary young lady. No one has ever passed my test. You are the first one. Since, I promised you to help you I would do so. Walk straight and you will come across a box" she said and vanished. Irene got up and walked straight. She faltered but her determination never stopped. She went on and on. The fairy was watching her. She was impressed by this girl's determination. A faint smile formed on her face and she rose her wand and disappeared. Her steps were becoming slower and slower but she didn't want to give in. But she was just 7 years old. Her legs finally gave in. She dropped down. A light appeared next to her , a faint light. It came from a box. It looked antique. She slowly opened it. The light became bright and Whoosh! She woke up. She roamed her eyes. The surrounding felt familiar. It was her room. She was back in her room. She ran downstairs. She could see her mom cooking. She ran towards her and hugged her from behind. "Oh. What has gotten into you? Don't you want to go to school? Hurry up! You are going to be late! Mom said scolding but hugging her. "What do you mean? I was missing for days! I was kidnapped by those traffickers" she said confused. "You might have a nightmare. You had a holiday. We went to the vacation. Now go!" She said playfully pushing her. So, that was a dream it was so realistic she thought. She bid her parents goodbye and went inside the school bus that was waiting for her. The bus passed intersection. A big display tv was showing "Yesterday, a group of men were arrested who were suspected to be involved in organ trafficking--"
It's nothing but the synonym of death, which is a bitter truth where you see nothing! Well it's still all about the perception, where one can feel comfortable and can give terrific explosion, in the same time and place the other can go brilliant red and can swallow When it comes to me, "Darkness' has never lived up to it's name, maybe it's because my anxiety got me out of a good deal of darkness. It was a scary night when no would ever want to sit in those dark corners, but me, because I was in the agonies of disappointment !I felt too comfortable and so relieved when I was sitting there, wiping my tears, consoling myself to keep my chins up and walk alone when no one would give me a hand with my flaws and my weaknesses ! Did I share my hard times and my explain my weaknesses to anyone ? No, not even a soul !! At that very moment I made darkness my bestmate !!.
LOCKDOWN album ...because every picture tells a story...
Rtr. Aman Shah Asmita bhujel 2018 MBBS 2019
Rtr. Rtr.Aman GauravShah Gupta MBBS 2018
Rtr. Khusbu Ray
Bsc. Nursing 2018
Rtr. Khusbu Ray
Bsc. Nursing 2018
Chittakala Pandey MBBS 2019
Rtr. Krishna Kumar Das MBBS 2018
Rtr. Aayucee Agrawal MBBS 2018
Hritik Raj Paswan MBBS 2019
Amrita Shah Bsc. Nursing 2018
Rtr. Salman Haider MBBS 2018
Rtr. Aakriti Poudel Bsc. Nursing 2016
Rtr. Amrita Mandal BDS 2017
Rtr. Afroj Khan BDS 2017
Rtr. Pratiksha KC MBBS 2016
Mithlesh Mandal MBBS 2018
Rtr. Riwaj Adhikari BDS 2017
Rtr. Manita Baral Bsc. Nursing 2017
Rtr. Priya Shrestha MBBS 2017
Rtr. Alok Sah MBBS 2018
Anonymous
Nancy Rauniar MBBS 2017
Rtr. Sinjin Ghimire MBBS 2018
Manjari Kumari MBBS 2019
Manjari Kumari MBBS 2019
Rtr. Md. Altab Husain BDS 2017
Rtr. Sonal Khadka Bsc. Nursing 2017
Rtr. Tila Sharma Bsc. Nursing 2017
Rtr. Dipendra Psd. Yadav MBBS 2016
Rtr. Salman Haider MBBS 2018
Rtr. Shailani Thakur MBBS 2016
Rtr. Neha Sarkar BDS 2018
Rtr Swastika Ghising BSc Nursing 2018
Rtr. Bijayanand Yadav MBBS 2016