I was born and raised in Kathmandu, Nepal. I’ve an enormous love for my wonderful nation, though it's not just that I love only my nation. I love all the nations of this precious world of ours with equal grace because humans are the offspring of the divine seed called love. I believe that globalization of love is the cry of this Century, if not indeed for the entire Third Millennium. Today, we call our modern world "the global village". But the bitter truth is that modern world is as fragile as ever. You might be forgiven for exclaiming in astonishment: can the globalization of love ever be realized? My answer is yes. Let us love each other, and light this lamp of love to lift the darkness from every village of this world. I sincerely believe that humans are all closely interrelated, and are stalwartly fastened by the quintessence of their humanity. We are all, as it was, analogous one to another. There are really no separate humans. In this entire universe, they are same. Their eye wishes to see the panorama of love. Their ear wishes to hear the symphony of love. And their heart wishes also to be embraced by love. So I don’t believe in a personal God. I believe in the universal God called love.

-Bhuwan Thapaliya


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Whenever, we close our eyes
to decamp from an eternal strife,
we see the reflection of peace
in the shadow of the fire
burning inside our heart.

We cannot sleep at night
and day, we just chase it away.
Can it be true that;
They also think of peace, as we do.
They also long for peace, as we do.

On every bend, we stop, and open
our ears, hoping to hear the
whispers of peace. Alas! But
lately, things aren't what
they used to be.Now peace it
seems is just a forlorn reverie.

Peace, when you were here,
a thorn was a rose.
But when you are away,
a rose is a thorn.
When will you come back?

Life, it doesn't frighten us.
For us it is the series
of volcanic eruptions.
We were children once
but now we are only orphans.

Anybody can live
but it takes a lot of courage
to stay alive all the time
dancing on the floor of death.
When will you learn to dance?

'Life, how far is the death?'
'How far is it we all ask?'
Death is near, "when you
are far away from yourself",
life anwered back.

We are far away
far away from us.
We are moving backward
We walked yesterday,
today we slipped
and tomorrow we will crawl.

Peace, come here
and live with us forever.
We will spend our life
painting the stars of compassion.
We both discern the obstacles
but its worth doing
than digging the abyss of affliction.

We might have lost everything
but oh! God, not our heart.
Upon this murky land,
sunshine will come, and soon we
shall be blessed with the warmth of love.


Copyright 2004 Bhuwan Thapaliya