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A Russian odyssey
At a time when there seems to be a torrent of travelogues in the Nepali literary arena, novelist Dhruba Chandra Gautam has added one more to the genre: Rustira Rumalida. Like his earlier works Ghadiharuko Deshma Samaya Khojdai and Germany: Naya Aanganma Paila Tekda, this work too chronicles the author’s experience abroad. Only this time, the accounts are of his travels in Russia.
Life is a beautiful memory and it's a living memory
Dubasu Chhetri writes to protect human relationship like T.S. Eliot did, Like Devkota did or Rabindranath Tagore did. He added. "There are poets. They always have a great human respect for my life. My all time favorite writers are Devkota, Shakespeare and Frost. I also like the writing of many contemporarywriters". Dubasu has varied themes in his work such as freedom, peace and love.
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About Love
AT lunch next day there were very nice pies, crayfish, and mutton cutlets; and while we were eating, Nikanor, the cook, came up to ask what the visitors would like for dinner. He was a man of medium height, with a puffy face and little eyes; he was close-shaven, and it looked as though his moustaches had not been shaved, but had been pulled out by the roots. Alehin told us that the beautiful Pelagea was in love with this cook. As he drank and was of a violent character, she did not want to marry him, but was willing to live with him without.
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ACT V - Scene I
ACT IV - Scene V
ACT IV - Scene IV
Capulet's house.
Enter Lady of the House and Nurse.
Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, nurse.
They call for dates and quinces in the pastry.
Enter Old Capulet.
Come, stir, stir, stir! The second cock hath crow'd,
The curfew bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock.
Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica;Spare not for cost.
ACT IV - Scene III
Juliet's chamber.
Enter Juliet and Nurse.
Ay, those attires are best;
but, gentle nurse,
I pray thee leave me to myself to-night;For I have need of many orisons
To move the heavens to smile upon my state,
Which, well thou knowest, is cross and full of sin.Enter Mother.
What, are you busy, ho? Need you my help?