TellTale
2 May 2012
How to Marry Gay in a Traditional Family
Bishal Thapa
“I have to tell you something,” Sharmila said softly, closing the bathroom door softly behind her. I turned to look at her. Traces of the red sindoor  (a traditional red or orange-red colored cosmetic powder)  were visible in the parting of her wet hair.    
Moments in Pixels
13 April 2012
Palpa Durbar: Half a Story
Faces
28 February 2012
The World in my Brush Tips

My editor, Yuko, and I drove through Pulchowk, Gabahal, Mangalbazar. We parked at Sundhara and then followed narrow alleys on foot. Ten minutes through Chanki, Sakwo, Subahal, Pinchhe, Bhinchhebahal...

Moments in Pixels
30 November 2011
No to Monsanto
TellTale
1 November 2011
The Lotus Snatcher

Inspector Sharma picked up the phone even before it rang, just as the screen began to light up. A fourth body had been found, the caller announced dryly. He gulped the remaining bit of whisky and raced off to the murder site. It was a busy intersection, just after noon. The traffic lights were not working...

Moments in Pixels
9 October 2011
Under the Jamun Tree
Articles
2 October 2011
Inspiration from the Congregation
by Aayush Niroula

It's difficult to explain the exact point in attending literary festivals in Kathmandu. In the case of the Kathmandu Literary Jatra that concluded on Sunday, September 18th, it gets even more difficult. First off, it was only the second of its kind...

Faces
24 September 2011
From Politics to Prose: Hari Sharma

This September, VENT! is all about literacy, reading, and the love for literature. One of those ardent lovers is Hari Sharma, director of Alliance for Social Dialogue and a member of the Board of Directors at Nepa School of Social Sciences and Humanities.

Articles
8 September 2011
Reading: A collective blog

Literacy—what does it mean to you? How and when did you become a reader? These are the questions in the minds of VENTers! this week as we celebrate Literacy Day.

Moments in Pixels
28 August 2011
Making Water Count
TellTale
16 July 2011
Remember the Invisibles

The village was small, mere 30 huts huddled together inside a small valley.  They must have found me in the charred ruins of my plane.  I was anxious and the pain was intolerable. The little I saw of my body were all burns, bruises and wounds. Brown burn marks were splattered all over my body...

Moments in Pixels
15 June 2011
19 Miles
TellTale
5 June 2011
Surveillance

You may not believe that I am sane. But I am. You may not believe that I am free. But that's what I am. I am a free girl. I am free to do whatever I want. And there is no parental surveillance here at the hospital. The surveillance of nurses and doctors does not bother me at all...

Faces
1 May 2011
Sanjog Thakuri: Grown Up Child

Sanjog Thakuri is a child rights activist. He had given his first training on children’s rights at the age of twelve. At that age I was, well – just a kid, without any idea that I had rights.  

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