The people in Austria are ...

so very friendly.

"Lakure Bhanjyang Hike" in numbers

- 6; no of people on the hike
- 3; no of cameras we took
- 25; minutes it took us to get Lubhu bazar from Lagankhel
- 18; samosas we ate at Lubhu after the hike
- 5; leeches got me on the way
- 6; no of times i slipped on the rain affected muddy trail
- 4; no of shortcuts we took on our way up
- 2.5; hours we took to reach the peak
- 6; Wai Wai noodles; the only food we had during our hike

1 Great "Lakure Bhanjyang Hike"

okay. Let the pictures do the talking.

Just keep moving folks


Snack time. Let's get some energy finally [Phew]


Okay! ready for the macro shot?


All smiles at reaching the summit.


Our photo genius on the move.


... and this is what he came up with. lovely na?


Relax guys. Its a long way to the top.


This "close up" pic is really close sujan. hehe


They too believe in herd [lol]


The peaches taste fantastic.


Great view, isn't it?

All in all, a great day with the nature and the rain.

Rain? Bring it on.

I simply love rain. Being from pokhara and already used to almost every day's heavy downpour, some people get fed up with the rain; but not me.

I love the sound it makes; I really do. I can stay hours just observing rain.
Rain symbolize freshness, cleanliness, new beginning and encouragement for me.

To put it simple; Rain recharges me. So just bring it on.


From the window of my micro on the way to pkr


Observing rain from a nearby bhatti

Rain drops gets bigger before they fall

A rain drenched flower; on our way to Kakani

Where happiness comes in small packages

The great thing about being a citizen of Nepal is that you can feel really great on some trivial things; it’s close to that at least. Today was a special day. Couple of days ago the petroleum price was hiked almost 25% and suddenly the petroleum supply was normal. Suddenly the never ending queue for refueling vanished and I almost forgot I used to be there for about one and half hour every time I had to refuel. It’s almost a dream come true i.e., being able to get the gas without waiting much, without being in a war to push yourself (including your bike) up in the queue [Sigh]. The worst nightmare is to be informed about the unavailability of fuel after being in the queue for more than an hour.

But I am going to forget all that today; I got the fuel. No matter how many dreams you own it’s always when any of them gets through. This is something like a dream come reality. It’s a crazy thought but we live this way. I told you before, here happiness comes in small packages. It happens only in Nepal. Cheers!