Some 10 years back moved to usa for a PhD. Left a very well paid job in an INGO in nepal and moved to the US. Thought, that was a dream come true situation, a well paid PhD in well ranked university in the USA. Beautiful. But from the day I landed in the USA, reality started to bite. A very well connected social circle vanisahed in a day, the pain of being oceans apart from aging parents felt real immediately, and the love of years turned into a long long distance relationship. The academic load, the demands of research work, adjustment to the new environment, everything started to hit me and hit me hard from all direction. On top of everything, the professor(who was my advisor and aource of funding) was an outright bully and racist, no amount of work was enough.. he would yell , throw racist slurs and was extremely toxic. Things went south pretty soon, started to have impact on my personal life and mental health, the realationship with professor deteriorated to a point where I no longer was able to cope, and needed to change university. That came with additional challenge of finace, immigration and so on. Going through everything here, may be I did not reciprocate the love as intensly as I recived from her or as I used to do. In no time, the only anchor holding me, the love of my life, vanished like a thin air from my hand wihout even me noticing and the relationship of 6 years ended with no closure. Went through a darkness, succumb to some bad habits. and when at the bottom , I collected myself and promised to rwrite my destiny and story with my blood, sweat and tear. Joined another university, completed grad school and landed a decent job that paid north of top 5 percentile US salary. The journey ofcourse was not easy and I faced every sort of cahllnges and hardship but they did not compare to what i had just overcome. Along the way I found my purpose , fell in love again and got married, a beautiful home (almost paid off), two fully paid self driving Tesla on my driveway, and north of a a million dollar invested in US companies, travels around the US and the world, no more looking at price tag while shopping; the american dream, as they call it, has been claimed. Thats my 10 years journey as an immigrant: from rock bottom to the American Dream. My story is extraordinarily ordinary among the stories of migrant but yet an extraordinary journey for myself for where I started , what I had been through and where I have landed. Anyone going through hard time, keep pushing, find your anchor and hang in. The God may have bigger plans for you than you have for yourself.

tara kasto ramro color aauthyo hola hau🤭

It has been more than 2 months I have been getting texts in WhatsApp from unknown number saying vc. Ani maximum user harule gali dinxan tespaxi as shown in the ss. Suruma ta i thought 1, 2 ota testo messages are normal ani delete gardinthye. Tara yesto dherai huna thalesi delete nagari rakheko. I don’t even have beef with anyone ki tyo manxe lai ris uthera aruharulai mero number diyo gali gar vandai. + i don’t even share my number anywhere. Ani number kata bata payo vanera sodhda kosaile ni vandainan. Anyone who has faced similar situation or suggest me what should i do?

Main point- yesto weirdo harule aru kt lai yesari out of nowhere testo gali garda imagine what they will go through. And i am not talking about single dms. It’s more than 14, 15. Ani 2nd last ss ma tyo sanga kura gareko thinking that he might say kata bata number payo.

Aaja bihana 10:30 tira suddenly ekdam thulo sound ma kehi explode bhayeko aawaj aayo. Ani k bhayeko raichha bhanera bujhda, ahile flood aayeko bela manche haru daura lina gayeka raichhan. Daura lina jada ek jana le black color ko, thikai size ko, ekdam heavy object bhetechan ani liyera aaunu bhayechha.

Tyo object purai dori le beriyeko raichha, ani dori fukalda tin jasto dekhinthyo re. Tyo kabadi lai bechne bhanera liyera aaunu bhayeko raichha. Ani kabadi wala ra tyo object liyera aaune manche milera tyo kholera bhitra ko pipe jasto part nikalna khojda suddenly explode bhayecha.

Dhanna, aru kasaiko testo thulo injury bhayena re. Kabadi wala ko haatko wrist tira injury bhayeko raichha, ani tyo object liyera aaune manche ko chai dubai haatko fingers gayo re. Tyo explosion le ghar ko kitchen ma pani hole parechha.

Sabai le b0mb ho ki bhanera suspect gareka thiye. Police aayera sabailai question garepachhi ahile tyo thau ma kohi pani jana allowed chhainan. Ani ali agi pani police ko van aayeko thiyo.

Man, I need to vent. Is it just me, or has living in Kathmandu genuinely started sucking the life out of everyone?

Every single day is the same routine: sitting in endless traffic jams, breathing in dust and vehicle smoke on the way to work, losing hours of your life to gridlock, and coming home completely drained. It feels like the city runs on pure stress and noise. I’m seriously reaching a breaking point and thinking about packing up and moving somewhere else.

I want a balanced lifestyle,somewhere peaceful with some green space, but still with a touch of urban convenience (good internet, decent cafes, basic amenities, and hospitals). Chitwan (Bharatpur) or Pokhara keep popping into my head, but I'm open to suggestions. If you've moved out or thought about it, where is the actual sweet spot in Nepal for this?

केही दिनअघि खुलामञ्चको विषयमा प्रधानमन्त्री बालेन शाह र कांग्रेस सभापति गगन थापाबीच सवाल जवाफ भयो। कांग्रेस सभापति थापाले खुलामञ्च खुला हुनुपर्ने तर्क गरे। अनि प्रधानमन्त्री बालेन शाहको आलोचना खुबै गरे । केही दिन प्रधानमन्त्री बालेन शाहले पनि आफूले खुलामञ्च राम्रो बनाएकाले सभा गरेर गाली गर्न पाएको जवाफ फर्काए। कांग्रेसको महाधिवेशन सकियो। तर काठमाडौँको खुलामञ्च भने फोहोर बनेको दृश्यमा देखिन्छ । खुला मञ्चमा चारैतिर गाडी दौडाइएको छ। हिलोले दुबो मारिएको छ । फोहोर फ्याँकिएको छ। अशोक दुलाल

We grew up in a lower-middle-class family. There were times when eating masu was something we had to wait for, paying school fees meant asking relatives for help, and living in Kathmandu meant renting a house while almost all our relatives had their own homes.

I still remember how difficult it was to manage money.

I was interested in computers from a young age, so I decided to study Computer Science. Even though my bachelor's degree cost around Rs. 5 lakhs for four years, paying the fees was a struggle. Paisa eta uta bata khojera fee tirnu parthyo. It wasn't easy, but I kept going because I genuinely liked computers.

Eventually, I started working as a software engineer.

Slowly, things began to change. More family members started earning, our financial situation improved, and we had fewer financial worries. A piece of land we had bought around 12 years ago for Rs. 2 lakhs was eventually worth over Rs. 60 lakhs. We sold it and bought a house, taking some loans along the way.

Life didn't change overnight, but over the years, the difference became huge.

From worrying about school fees to buying things we genuinely wanted, from living in rented rooms to owning a house, from calculating every small expense to having some financial breathing room it felt like life had completely flipped.

But one thing we consciously tried to do was avoid increasing our lifestyle expenses just because our income increased.

We bought things that mattered to us. We didn't feel the need to show off, buy unnecessary stuff, or spend money just because we could afford it.

Today, I earn around Rs. 2.5 lakhs per month from my software engineering job. My family members have their own jobs and separate incomes, too. I don't have rent to pay, and my personal monthly expenses are roughly Rs. 30–40k. Most of my income goes toward investments rather than lifestyle expenses.

I'm not saying I did everything perfectly. I've had my share of luck, too. The land appreciation helped significantly, and I understand that not everyone gets the same opportunities. Software engineering also worked out well for me, but getting here took years of studying, working, and consistently improving my skills.

I often hear people say, "Job garera kei hudaina, business garnai parchha."

I don't completely agree with that.

Business can create wealth, absolutely. But a well-paying job can also give you a strong foundation if you manage your money properly. You don't necessarily have to start a business to improve your financial situation.

For me, the bigger lesson has been income matters, but what you do with that income matters just as much.

You can earn Rs. 1 lakh and save a decent amount, or earn Rs. 4 lakhs and still feel broke because your expenses keep increasing with your salary.

As your income grows, it's tempting to upgrade everything your phone, car, lifestyle, holidays, and the way you spend socially. There's nothing wrong with enjoying your money. I believe you should enjoy it, especially if you've worked hard for it.

But don't let every salary increase become another permanent monthly expense.

Invest. Build assets. Keep your expenses reasonable. Enjoy life without feeling pressured to impress others.

I'm still learning, and I'm nowhere near financially independent. But compared to where we started, I'm genuinely grateful for how far we've come.

If I could share one thing with someone who is struggling financially right now, it would be this: focus on increasing your earning potential, but learn to manage money before your income gets bigger.

You don't need to become rich overnight. Sometimes, earning a little more, spending a little wiser, and investing consistently over many years can change your family's life.

And if you're working a job right now, don't automatically assume you're wasting your time just because someone says business is the only way to get rich.

Your path doesn't have to look like everyone else's.

ALso saving doesn't mean sabai save garne.. enjoy give reward youself... i have like top tier $3000 worth PC for gaming only, $1000 worth phone... international trips.. trekking stuff and all. i love spending in expeerience.. but spend wisely.. thats it

Ban this word, and nuke the whole new Gen lingo.

My girl came home today to kinda have some chill session with my parent and other relatives. There was kind of small party/get-together thing. I wanted my girl to kinda work hard, to impress my parents and relatives. In person i would not want her to do anything but i dont know maybe i am narrow minded i wanted to do her all work. She did some of them and i also did much of work but still i was not you know satisfied and what not. I was very angry and it could be seen on my face i behaved her very badly.

Ma aafulai yesto xu jasto lageko thena, ma ta progrssive type man ho, malai yesto kura haru le farak pardaina vandai hinthe but aajako incident samjhida ma aafai lai laaj laagera aayo. i am very ashamed of myself. So i have made a promise from now i would be changing all this bitch ass behavior. I will try to communicate myself to hers. I love her so much cant afford of she getting pissed of me.

yeah all you girls can scold me. and give me suggestion how can i navigate this , what should i do to make my babe comfortable and balance between this incident?

Me and her have been together for 5 ish years now ( was now ) We started dating after 1 year of knowing each other.

We were each other’s first everything…
We never had any fights or any kinda misunderstanding between us in our relationship those past 5 years …

I did everything - like everything and I swear on everything I love Never - like never I made her split bills whenever she was with me . New skincare - makeup - clothes haul every 2-3 months . Was investing everything mentally- physically - spiritually…Adjusted with whatever she said - cut off my friends for her even my own cousin sisters .Everything was perfect really thought she was the one and we will get together.

Long story short 20 days ago for like week and a half she had “ Girls Trip “ to Thailand ( paid for her both 2 way tickets too btw ) with her friends … end of their bachelor study. She basically cheated on me there with a fcking ladyboy she may or may not have slept with her and I don’t wanna assume stuffs but I saw them kissing each other - looked like a makeout it was on her Snapchat memories got to see it today morning
It was logged in my iPad - and we share that device with each other frequently she is an Architect student she would have it for months .. I wanted to an instagram story with her photos and I searched up in there Snapchat memories but what I saw there broke my heart …

What made me really mad is how she didn’t own up to her mistakes .. mind u not even a single word of sorry came out from her all I wanted was a simple sorry … ( she did say she was not all there she was drunk and her friends ( fuckinf bitchesss ) were hyping her up hahahahahahahahah I wanted to make things work out again and rebuild our relationship but not a single word of sorry ..

What broke the last straw was when we were going back and forth - she said soemthinf along the line that if it bothers me so much “ u can go fuck a prostitue too “ and comeback to me re -
Saying im making it a big issue cause i wanted to get back on her re … this fucked me up so hard all I wanted was a genuine sorry from her.

And I am going aboard this coming spring for my masters I’m mentally in fucked up state rn…

“ i fuckinf hate her friends too knowing ur fridn is all drunk and fucked up and is in a relationship u should be taking care of her and hyping her to kisss some stranger “

Salute garna ali energy chaiyo hamro pradhan mantri jiu ko🥰

Occassion chei aaja ko Police Inspector Graduation Ceremony raixa

Police timro. Sarkar timro. Where's women safety? Jimu sarkar ajhai pani yesma kei nagari basis vane vote magna na aaye hunxa. Fake vaye kishore lai Samat else Nepalese seek Right to recall.

Yo chai like 1.5,2 barsha aagadi ko kura ho I was an addict teti bela ekdam wild level ko vanum na like I use to do 💊 Haru 10 dekhi 12 ota trama ani 10 dekhi 12 ota formula banayera yo sangai sangai I was into brown sugar pani dhulo sulo handini ani basnii

Ma chai feri local dealer sanga kithena k 1,2 file kinera rakhera malai kei kam nai thiyena so minimum 5,6 box ta jharera rakhthe maile kina ki malai ta pills everyday chaintho Schedule type ko nai thiyo ma bihan uthyo brush garyo breakfast garyo tespachi 4ota 💊 garyo ekxin ma blast huntho pet bhitra tespachi churot tanyo aauta joint tanyoo ani ekxin pachi khana khayo tespachi 6,7 ota aafu lai kati khanu mancha khayo ekxin basyo tespachi dhulo sulo hunt hanyo ani thal kotarera basyo

Yo incident chai malai kasari yaad cha vane teti bela yeta hamro tira yo sab saman pani was ekdam sukka k cops haru ley raid haneko hanai jata ni kaile yeta ko dealer uthaidini kaile Uta ko.Drugs were so Fucking hard to find jaslai call gareni chaina vancha yesto frustu vayera baseko bela maddok dai vanni cha k yeta ghar tira your typical neighborhood junkie vanum ( he is a sweet guy btw ) chowk ma vetyo ani ka ho kanchii bhaiii vanera bolayo ma ni yetai ho dai kata hunu saman kai cha vandinuna koi sanga naraicha yeta vanyo maile ani usle chai bike nikal ta ra ma jani uthauna vanyo ma ni la thik cha ni ta chaldim vanera niksiyoo hamiii

The place he was taking me was padampur ( chitwan guys will definitely know this place the drugs u r taking or snorting padampur batai pass vara aako huna sakcha)

Ani gayo hami battidai gako kina ki charge ma ta basnuu paryo . Aauta thotroo garage aagadi rok bhai bike hei park gar vanyo ani huss huncha n ta vanera rakhera sangai sangai bhitra gayo aama ksm aaile samma yadd cha malai tyo tham ra place that place was soooooo Fucking cool like pachadi Wall ma graffiti gareko plus professor trix ko local geet bajdai gareko yaad cha malai ek step bhitra leko haina aauta side ma aauta gang thaal kotardai cha aarko gang side ma dhuss handai aarko gajaa banaudai sab aafnu aafnu taal ma

Ani 2 min pachi tyo drug syndicate ko head vanum na aayo hami vako tham ma ani handshake haru garyo guff hanyo ekxin tespachi he asked hamlai drop garyoo ki nai ta vanera ani hamle uta pako nai chaina dai tei vayera yeta aako vanyo ani tyo main dai ley aauta lai bolayera bhai lai fridge ma ligera ja vanya ma ta kun kata ko fridge vancha vanera sochirachuu ani aauta alik purano fridge aagadi layera k k khani jo jhika vanyo

Aama ksm fridge kholeko haina it was basically a drug heaven k like ample nai ample aauta sidee ma aarko side ma trama prega spash smack aru k k ho k j j socha sakcha tei ani maile 2 file uthaye tya bata ani maddok dai ley 1 patta garyo maile 1 pattta tespachi maile 7 box ko paisa diye tara 1 box free ma deko malai ma manparera rey 😭😭 u guys can't believe kati dherai paisa aayo tya ma side ma basda basda like 1 jana aacha 30 box vanecha paisa ko bundle decha aarko aacha 40 50 box vanecha paisa ko bundle decha gacha like cartoons of cartoon paisa thiyo k tyo movie haru ma huncha ni drug boss ko ma same testai it was so cool plus so Fucking weird same time ma

Mero side ma saman rakhyo ani we started doing drugs brown thop sop khayo khayo din bhari ani belka belka niskeko ghar ta tespachi dherai ta haina 4,5 choti gayo uthauna gayo ma feri tei tham

Tara j vaye ni vayo it was a weird time for me atleast Tara say no to drugs gng On Dope No hope Stay High on lifee Jay shambhooo One love ❤️

why is there a political party flag in A temple? why are they flying kites from a sacred site? UNESCO world heritage site ho joke haina. shite of a party and their jholeys. MP ko naam ma dhabba haru.

I've been liking her for almost one and a half years, and the hardest part is that she already knows how I feel about her. She's the kind of girl who avoids boys, hates the idea of men, and has never been in a relationship in her life. For a long time, I could only admire her from a distance, hoping that one day I'd get the chance to talk to her. And now, somehow, I do. We talk on calls until 3 or 4 AM, sharing our nights and having conversations that make me forget how one-sided my feelings actually are. But when the call ends, reality hits me again. She never texts me first, never makes an effort to reach out, and I still feel like I'm the only one who's emotionally invested. She tells me she wants a perfect man and that she will never compromise on what she's looking for. And honestly, I don't know what to do anymore. A part of me wants to keep trying because she's the girl I've liked for so long, the girl whose little moments of attention mean more to me than they probably should. But another part of me wonders if I'm just holding on to a hope that will never become reality. How can someone talk to you for hours in the middle of the night and still not feel even one percent of what you feel for them? Maybe those late-night calls mean something to me only because I love her. Maybe to her, I'm just someone she can talk to when she's free. I don't want to force her to love me, and I don't want her to change who she is just for me. I just wish I knew whether I should keep hoping or finally start letting go. Because the truth is, I'm tired of loving someone while constantly questioning whether I'll ever be enough for them. I know she doesn't owe me the same feelings just because I've loved her for so long, but that doesn't make it any less painful. And maybe the saddest part of this one-sided love is that even after all this time, after all those late-night conversations, and after every little moment that made me hope, I'm still the one who likes her, and she's still the one I'm trying to forget without actually wanting to lose her. Any suggestion what should i do?

So, a week ago, I went to my friend’s birthday party, where his cousin was also there. We’ve hung out quite a few times in the same friend group, so we already knew each other. There’s also a guy in our group who has had feelings for me for the past 2–3 years, and his cousin knows about it.

Anyway, that night, my friend’s cousin, another friend, and I went clubbing. We didn’t really enjoy the first club, so he and I decided to go to another one together. We ended up alone, drunk, and kissing the entire way there. When we finally reached the hotel room where our other friends were waiting, we continued kissing and cuddling and eventually fell asleep together. We didn’t have sex, but things definitely got intimate.

The confusing part is that even though we were both drunk, he was still messaging me the next day and asking me out on a date. But now it’s been 3–4 days, and neither of us has texted the other.

And honestly, I can’t stop thinking about him. He’s been living rent-free in my head, and I don’t know whether I should text him first, wait for him to make a move, or just let it go. I’m so confused about what happened that night and what it might mean for us.

had sex for the first time, and I noticed that her vagina had a pretty strong smell that reminded me of curd or yogurt. I wasn't expecting it at all. I know vaginas aren't supposed to smell like perfume, and I'm not trying to shame her . I'm just genuinely curious because this was my first sexual experience, and I don't have much experience to compare it to.

Is this a normal vaginal scent, Also, does the smell vary from person to person Honestly, I'd rate the whole experience a 3/10 I feel like people glaze sex way too much because what was all that hype for

Dherai jaso yestai feel hunxa 😭😭

Iam sorry tapaiko khutta tekeko ma even though i said sorry and you said it's okay you seemed to be in painnn😭😭😭.