साथीले सोध्नुभयो ; के छ नयाँ नौलो ? मैले भनेँ - आजको दिन नै नयाँ छ । आजको दिन नै नौलो छ । यो दिन नत पहिले आएको थियो , न त पछी आउने छ । डा . दोस्ती रेग्मी
कविता र जिन्दगी । साथीले भन्यो - पहिले उपान्यास लेख्यौ, अहिले कविता लेख्न थालेछौ । मैले भनेँ - उपन्यास ब्यायम हो ; कविता ध्यान हो । उसले भन्यो - कविता छोटो र गहिरो हुन्छ । मैले भनेँ - जिन्दगी पनि छोटो र गहिरो हुन्छ । डा. दोस्ती रेग्मी (Painting : The wanderer above the sea of fogs by Caspar David Friedrich)
“The You you don’t know: Covert influences on your behavior” by Webster Riggs, Jr., MD Today I saw this young lady in my radiology suite. She looked beautiful, calm and resilient. Yet it juxtaposed with the fact that she was there for Barium swallow study for strictures she had in her esophagus due to ingestion of lye in an attempt to suicide. She had a tattoo itched in her skin in her arm reading "perfectly imperfect". It was a poignant reminder that even the most seemingly resilient individuals could be battling inner turmoil. I started musing on the paradox of her tattoo. What determines perfect and imperfect? What determines what we think and do? Are we really in control of what we think and feel and do or are there covert influences that we are not even aware of. Keats wrote, “Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all”. Hindus have this satyam-shivam-sundaram , which means truth is beautiful and beneficial. We accept this because it’s pleasant or have we really ...
हिजोको रक्सी आज तिम्रो औंलामा काँपिरहेछ; के भुल गर्यौ जसले तिमीलाई मन्दिर कुदाइरहेछ। के कोर्न सक्थ्यौ सलाइँको काँटी; हिजोको झरीले तिम्रो दियो निभाइसकेछ। - डा. दोस्ती रेग्मी । (Painting: " Drunk on love" by Alica Ciuciu)
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