(Ajay Khadka is a talented creator of Indian Nepali literature. Especially in essay writing he is established in Indian Nepali literature as a unique genius. He has a clear language and refined style. Indicates.)
What is dream
Dreams are of two kinds seeing in sleep and seeing in waking.
The unconscious mind dreams in sleep and the conscious mind dreams in despair. Awakening dreams can be called heartfelt aspirations and also sweet fantasies. It is the most cherished and inspiring element of man, whether it be the most desirable or the most unwavering determination; Is the basic energy of salvation. The dream inspires you to move towards the river-like destination by overcoming obstacles and obstacles in the journey of lifelong endeavor. Dreams are abstract, mysterious, unreal. It is up to the will and cause of the individual or group to unravel the mystery of the dream and bring it to the surface of misery. Therefore, misery is the destination of dreams. At some point in the dream, the lizard gets to the point of not meeting the side, when the dream rises to the axis of untruth, unreal, unreality; Leaves the path of knowledge discipline. Dreams are aspirations to help make human salvation meaningful.
Everyone dreams. Dreams also grow in size according to their brains and abilities.
There is a dialectical relationship between dreams and misery. People dream mainly because they want to turn their dreams into dreams. No matter how many golden and colorful dreams are decorated, if you do not work hard to turn them into dreams, the dream becomes a windy dream; The sky is the limit. Fulfilling a dream is the second stage, while dreaming is the first stage.
Like other dreamers, I am an active dreamer. I also have various and certain dreams. It is this dream that keeps on squeezing, squeezing, and pressuring you to 'meet with misery.' The mind also becomes confused like the present level. The distance between the dream and the misery is realized.
The settlement of my dreams is like a golden land. Like a human land inhabited by human beings.
Let the dream settlement be such, where all the virtues are included; Let the dignity of the dreamy settlement shine more in the Himalayas than in the glittering whiteness. Peace be with you, just as the crop is in a fertile field. Let humanity laugh, as centipedes and velvets laugh in autumn. Let Khushal sing a beautiful song, as he sings in Kokilkantha.
I do not agree at all with the mechanical dreamers who think that only a heavy structure of material resources can create a 'golden settlement'. Even if there is an abundance of material resources, if there is no human resource to recognize, operate and protect it, then it becomes a 'coconut in the hands of a monkey'. However, I do not mean that physical development is unnecessary and insignificant. Building a happy, cultured and prosperous human settlement is the essence of my dream.
Why is my dream town like Switzerland or Canada? May it be adorned with its own originality. May the soil give us a sense of belonging and Nepaliness to our guests. Let everything here spread the fragrance of our ancestry and originality. No matter how beautiful a settlement with blind imitation may seem to us, it will eventually become artificial and ugly, like a lock donated by another. The so-called giants here often dream of creating Switzerland and the Netherlands, as if they are dream merchants! Probably due to the drought of dreams filled with our own originality, dreams are also imported here. Even in a dream, our rights and belongingness are so low! It seems that living in someone else's dream is our destiny. I see two reasons for this — either the lack of fundamental dreams in the geography of our brains or the lack of willpower and courage required by dreams.
Our thinking and dreams are flawed. Only far-sighted dreams can create a visionary future. Dreams of flying and airing are like water bubbles. Therefore, the gut of a dream should be as strong as the crumbs of Sakhuwa and not like the wood of Bhakyaunlo. If there is no meaningful initiative to turn the dream into a nightmare, the dream will die in the womb or in infancy.
The dream here is hazy, vague, confused. As a result, it is living a miserable misery under the cold burqa of current inaction. We are digging for the yard to fill; We are losing valuable things for a small price. We are killing the future to live the present. We are moving away from the dream of Ajambari. That is why it would be suicidal for us to move forward without the hassle of the obstacles of the dream journey. A clear path, idea and long-term vision are needed to make the dream come true. This and some scholars have said that if the idea is right, anything can be achieved, but if the idea is wrong, the things that have been achieved should be lost.
Within the confines of my ‘settlement’ are all those human skulls, where not a single piece of ground is laid to support the misfortune of the people; Where people are forced to experience happiness even by shedding endless sweat, and where there is an almighty group that has nothing to lose but the world to win. My dream settlement covers the entire geography. Although it has different shapes and sizes, there is a link between it. The unwavering effort of tying the strings of these links is the aim of my dream. At this point I am remembering a song by Doovers poet Vegavasant Thapa:
Is a friend when engaged
He did not talk about leaving
Get ready now
Not too late.
The settlement of my dreams is one to get tangibleNo, it requires the active diligence of all dreamers. In diligence there is foresight, there is transparency and there is honesty. Another need is discipline. In the absence of this, human beings have lost valuable things in human history. Just as other parts of the body are automatically disoriented when the mind is corrupted, so too human society is disoriented by dreamless deeds. The tendency of ‘looking is foolish, kneeling is kneeling’ becomes a crow in a dream and eats cava in the sky.
Avatar Singh Pash's poem beautifully illustrates the danger of dying in a dream.
It is bad to be oppressed even though it is true
It is bad to read in the light of Junakiri
Spending time with a fist is bad
But not the most dangerous.
Fill the dead with peace
Tolerate quietly without any hesitation
Getting out of the house to work
And returning home from work
Is the most dangerous
The death of our dreams.
To dream is to die; It is a sign of the living dead. Because of our confusion and confusion, it is not possible for a dream to be blown away by a strong gust of wind. If this happens then not only me but all human society will witness the 'most dangerous' moment.
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