प्राकृतिक विज्ञान सङ्ग्रहालय भ्रमण

Shivankit Thapa

म र मेरा साथीहरू काठमाडौँको स्वयम्भूनाथस्थित प्राकृतिक विज्ञान सङ्ग्रहालय भ्रमण गर्न गएका थियौँ। शिक्षिका र दिदीहरू पनि हामीसँगै हुनुहुन्थ्यो। यो ठाउँ धेरै राम्रो र रमाइलो थियो। त्यहाँ धेरै जनावर, चराचुरुङ्गी, पुतली र किराहरूका नमुना राखिएका थिए। मैले बाघ, चरा, सर्प, गोही, पुतली, मृग, माछा र जरायोको सिङ देखेँ। सङ्ग्रहालयबाहिर सुन्दर फूलबारी पनि थियो। त्यहाँको वातावरण सफा र शान्त थियो। त्यहाँ जनावर र प्रकृतिको बारेमा धेरै जानकारी लेखिएको थियो। मैले वातावरण सफा राख्नुपर्छ र जनावरहरूको रक्षा गर्नुपर्छ भन्ने कुरा सिकेँ। भ्रमणमा मैले साथीहरूसँग धेरै रमाइलो गरेँ।

मेरो पदयात्रा

Saaranya Khadka

हामी पौष ७ गते शुक्रबार दिनको दिन विद्यालयबाट पदयात्राको लागि गयौँ । हामी विद्यालयको बस चढेर गोकर्णतिर लाग्यौँ। मेरा कक्षाका सबै साथीहरू तथा शिक्षकहरू बसमा रमाइलो गर्दै गयौँ । गोकर्णबाट तारेभिरसम्म हिँड्यौँ । हामीले बाटोमा विभिन्न रुख तथा धेरै बोटबिरुवाहरू देख्यौँ । पदयात्रामा हामीले पानी पनि पियौँ। थकाइ लाग्दाखेरि हामी एकछिन बसेर पुनः हिँड्ने गर्‍याैँ । हामीले दिउँसो आफूले घरबाट ल्याएका मिठा मिठा खानेकुराहरू पनि खायौँ । हामी सबैले फोटो पनि खिच्यौँ । पदयात्रा सकेपछि हामी बस चढेर फेरि विद्यालयतर्फ लाग्यौँ । मलाई धेरै थकाइ लागेको हुनाले म बसमा सुतेँ । मेरा साथीहरू थकाइ लागेको हुनाले बसमा सुत्दै विद्यालय पुगेँ ।

Cristiano Ronaldo

Avayab Khadka

Cristiano RonaldoCristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro is one of the greatest football players in the world. He is from Portugal and is popularly known by his nickname, CR7. He was born on 5 February 1985. As of 2026, he is 41 years old.Cristiano Ronaldo is the captain of the Portugal national football team. When he scores a goal, he often celebrates by shouting "Siuuu!" This celebration has become famous around the world. "Sim" means "yes" in Portuguese, and Ronaldo has explained that his "Siuuu!" celebration is inspired by the Portuguese word for "yes."Ronaldo's partner is Georgina Rodríguez. They have a family together, and Ronaldo has five children.Cristiano Ronaldo is known for his hard work, discipline, and dedication to football. He inspires millions of people to work hard and never give up. He is my favorite football player, and I want to be like him one day.

Nepal

Bilakshyan Banjara

NepalPaint, paiNepal is a landlocked country,Come inside through the secret entry.Nepal is very beautiful,The people are very wonderful.I like the places over here,Kathmandu is very near.Buddha was born in Lumbini, Nepal,A beautiful place loved by all.I just saw a waterfall,It was beautiful and tall.The Roof of the World is Mount Everest,In Nepal, it is one of the best.It is very tall and bright,And fills our hearts with delight.I love my country, Nepal,It is wonderful for one and all.

The planet in flames

Sarun Maharjan

The planet in flamesAll the pollution all the warsAll the troubles this planet has foughtClean the world and give the plants some roomTogether we can save the planet from eternal doomPollution fills the sky each dayForests slowly fade awayPlant a tree and lend a handtogether we can save the landClean the land and throw the wasteSave this planet before it's too lateWe did these acts we are to blameWe are the ones who set this planet in flamesThe forests fade, the rivers cry,Dark smoke keeps rising to the sky.Let's join our hands and make a change,Before our world becomes too strange.The ice is melting day by day,Our careless actions lead the way.Protect our Earth before it's late,Together we can change its fate.Plant a tree and watch it bloom,Bring back hope and life anew.Every action, big or small,Can help protect our home for all.The choice is ours, don't look away,Let's protect our Earth today.Together we can make things right,And fill our future with hope and light.

Imagination

Saphal Pokhrel

Endless ideas in my mind I bear,No where and no way to express it.I can't put it anywhere, can't make it disappear,Just close my eyes and try to think of something.If I move my hand, I become an artist,When I try to write, I become a poet, When I try to talk, I become a debater, I try to go a step down, but I become better.What is in my mind you would say,I have a billion thoughts,And a million imaginations,What I would do when I grow up or what would be my creations.Sitting in the corner,Writing this poem brick by brick,Out of all the countless ideas,But the words just won't stick.Choosing words from a different lexicon,The stanzas being written on top of each other, Why I chose this poem, I don't know,But it gave me a click, it made my mind glow.I am a heliophile didn't write about the sun,I love the moon, could’ve written about the night sky, In my mind, there is a land, Green and soft where I could lie.Dreams so advanced, can't keep up with myself,Ending your hear beat because of thing you can't control,How can someone be so cruel to oneself?Write, read, talk to yourself, think about things you can never feel.Writing this poem, with one thing in mind,What more ideas can I find?Is my mind occupied now?Having a full mind, I can't allow it.

Seasonal Change

Aashiya Shrestha

Every breath you take, every move you makeI admire it cause it’s youten steps apart, three steps forward,Closer than I can ever be to your heart but nothing else that I can do.Your fingers curved into each crack of my heart and every fold of my brainThere’s no other touch that I crave more than the once you beholdLooking out the window, birds chirping, flowers bloomingThe weather seems to be getting warmer, yet my hand and my heart still lay cold.Starving for years, your love is what I craveSummer slipping through my fingers, not quite able to grasp it backAnd just like every other monsoon, your eyes changeWhen will this world understand that it's your love that I lack.Winter’s approaching and this time, it's not just my heart turning coldYour features are shifting with each tear flowing down my eyesMy hands and limbs feel numb, maybe because of this cruel weatherWith every snow coming down the sky, your soul lies.As I write every syllable, the spring air breezes through my hairBarely seeing the words I write, as the previous once seem like water dropletsLooking out the window, the leaves changing colorsI know I cannot have you back, yet each second my heart beats for you, this isn’t what it gets.Does loving someone really have to be this cruel? Why is it that I don't get?I’ve forgotten the color of your eyes, the size of your nose and the shape of your lipsYet your love and the feeling of your touch remains,Cause your soul I’ll protect, even if everything else in this world slips.