To Remember Me--A Poem by Robert N. Test

To Remember Me--A Poem by Robert N. Test

 

Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby's face, or love in the eyes of a woman.

Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain.

Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play.

Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine to exist from week to week.

Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.

If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses, and all prejudice against my fellow man.

Give my sins to the devil.

Give my soul to God.

If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.

 

Bir Hospital- "Cleaning & Painting"

What may the best way to celebrate Saturday???

It was a great time today, with social activists who believe and have attitude “YES WE CAN”,

YES WE CAN !!!!!

 learning and enjoying the painting and cleaning program at Bir-Hospital. Bir- Hospital being the oldest hospital in Nation provides service to people free of cost and to some department at minimum cost.

I saw lots of positive vibes with “YES” attitude, working hard to make hospital areas clean and my little brothers and sisters from art-group flowing their creative arts at the walls of the Bir-Hospital.

Currently, Bir-Hospital only has the proper waste management system in the Nation. It utilizes almost all the waste materials and changes them to gases and others forms. It is great to know about such initiation, by seeing these waste management system others hospitals are also taking an initiation to manage the waste materials propely.

The thing that got struck in my mind was the oldest hospital has only around 400 beds. They provide around 150 beds for free of cost and others beds are available at minimum charge of Rs. 100. 

 It was very sad to know being the oldest Hospital and only the hospital that provides maximum facilities has only 400 beds to serve the patients from all over the country.

Doesn’t Hospital receive the government-grants to promote and expands its facilities?

Truth to be told, Most people prefer to others hospitals compare to that of Bir, due to its slow serving services, and this hospital has been famous for only for the class of have-not.

Lesson of the Day:

What I really aspect from all my friends, colleagues, brothers and sisters who participated at the cleaning and painting campaign today to take an oath that when we will be capable to feed ourselves, earn and start to built our lives, just donate a sum, an amount that really can contribute to make hospital better. Not this

Together We Can ...

hospital but the hospital of your area, your village, your hometown, where the patients can get best facility of Medical Services and doesn’t need to move capital city in the seek of proper medical services.

I don’t know where I will be after 10 years, but I am sure I will be contributing a certain sum of amount that I earned to the fields where my small help will a difference.

Date: December 03, 2011

Works of the day :

Master Piece :)

looks great ...

Celebrating World Aids Day 2011

Kumari-Living Goddess

Message at the wall of Bir Hospital

Celebrating Spirit Of World Volunteers Day

1^st December is widely celebrated as “World AIDS Day”, my mind was just thinking about aids, safe sex, use of condoms, safe syringe and so on…. 

Have Safe Sex- Use Condom

So So So what ????

I didn’t participated at any special events at AIDS day but I did something better this December. While Participating in the Cleaning and painting program at Bir- Hospital, I got a chance to play with colors.

Initial work by Ashim & Me

Truly be told, I have never before got a chance to do wall painting. Well, there were few public events for street art but due to college time and studies, I couldn’t attend any of them.

This Saturday, at Bir-Hospital, the idea of Safe Sex and Condoms just hit my mind while we (Ashim and Me) were planning to start wall Art. Tried to remember something more but …………………….. Mind is Empty……… soon got something interesting, a clear message at the walls of Bir-Hospital.

“Have Safe Sex………………………. Use Condoms…………………………………………”

 looks great :)

Thanks to Kist Bank which has advertised the sign of male and female over the different boards of Kathmandu valley, soon the idea floated over mind and then it was time to plot the idea over the walls of hospital.

         We ( Ashim, and Me) with a final touch of Anil Bro and Diwash bro have  done pretty Well Wall-Art.

Ujwal da observing, diwash da final touch

Nepal Unites Photos @ May 21 event

Few Memories With few buddies

आनन्द त्यहाँको पढाइ फलामको चिउरा होला ,खुब चपाउनु है!काँचो खाए पच्दैन नि फेरी !+2 मा हामीले भोगेकै त हो नि! राम्रो पढ्नु है ,मेरो भविष्य यहाँ अलि गाँठो परेको छ ;किचलो खोलेर तिमीलाई सूचीत गरूलाँ है,धेरै सम्झना र माया,जय !जय! जय!!नेपाल …………..

Again this is the third time I received his call, and today the matter was different to talk. My class was running, so I cancelled  his call. But call continued, so I picked up. Today, his voice was passive and he was totally not the same old friend who was speaking to me. Certainly, something bad has happened. My response towards him was normal; I answered him to see after my college.
It was half an hour left for class to be end. Something is not going well. I remembered his faces at college, his charming face, with enthusiastic hopes and critical judgment over the political scenario of the country. He was an inspiring person in my life. Someday, we are goanna be at the powerful post, and utmost to our capacity we will serve our nation to our best. It was a worthwhile promise we kept among our circles.
Lunch time, 15 minutes for lunch, another 15-25 minutes, discussion, and criticism over the issues related to economic, socio-political, literature, youth, sharing information and views. It was the best part of our college days. I remember him, as a future political leader of our country with a diverse knowledge from the devas of religion, to the Black holes of scientific paper works, from the Ruwanda political situation towards the growing economic plans that Asian nations were adopting.
During two years, I got answers of mine responsibilities. It was their support who built up my confidence power high and their support to make me believe to listen towards my heart. They were my friends, my circle who were the most inspiring buddies of my College.
After the intermediate exams we started for a rush to get admission towards institutes for the preparation of engineering bridge course classes. It was he, who dreamt of achieving Masters Degree in hydrology and P.H.D in the related field. He denied for going to institution with us. He did not mentioned reason for it, but he said he has something important stuffs at home.
After few days I got a call from him, he was moving towards Delhi for the preparation classes of IIT, and it was amazing and surprising news to me. I was very much happy for his decision. We had a long talk, and promised to be in touch in this global world through internet.
He was in touch through message at face book, sometimes had a video chat at yahoo. We talked about the achievement that India has, compared the situation between two countries, the metro facility, the transportation, power supply, economic development efforts, bihar situation. In our talks, we found the situation of Nepal worst and a little hope for its betterment. At last, we always had a feeling we are there for making our country.
The methods and learning hours at his institute was around 8 hours and the teaching method was the best. He used to share how teachers acted with students, dream of being a successful engineer. Every time we talked, he said he was learning more, understanding physics, chemistry, and mathematics as like he was discovering them.
His IIT exams were near, he was confident, he has given his best efforts for the studies, he enjoyed a lot learning them, he said, he has given one whole year for the preparation of IIT, in India; students start to prepare it from the early grade 8. But he never lose a hope, he did his best at exam. He was confident, it was hard for him to get his names enrolled at the IIT toppers but he could do his best at Indian Embassy exams at Kathmandu, and receive the scholarship to India at NIT.
He was back to his home country, prepared hard for his exams and finally gave Embassy exams, he was confident if there are really fair seats available then I am going to get scholarship.
Half an hour passed, the college class ended for today, I headed directly towards his room. While seeing him at fresh condition at room, I was quite happy.
At room, I got an answer, I got a scholarship.
I congratulated him.
He said, I got a scholarship at B.Sc. Dairy Tech. not at engineering.
That was the answer which I really don’t want to listen.
So we had a conversation walked towards nearby Krishna Temple, and had a talk about the studies. His father told him to proceed further studies at Dairy Tech showing t he scope of Dairy Tech. Actually he was planning to proceed his studies further on payment towards NIT colleges at India. Father had sent money towards his bank account the day before of result. Now the situation got worst condition.
Many relatives gives him a call, encourage him to proceed his studies at Dairy Tech. he has no idea how to make convince them he interest was not in Dairy Tech.
He was a man, who had a great devotion towards his country, his interest on hydrology Engineering. His knowledge towards the field of hydrology was awesome, he knew where he can work, but the fortune took over the other side.
The last alternative was to wait for IOE examination of Nepal; he doesn’t wants to precede his further studies at Nepal. He wants a degree from one of the most recognized NIT of the world. The main problem came was the communication gap generation. If he had told: if he wanted to study Medical, then parents will pay money for his donation without hesitation. But he wanted to do engineering in the civil field, which his father hates, the matter is not about money but the matter is about the field selection.


Lastly, he listened of his hearts, got an admission at Trichy University, no. 1 NIT College at India, studying Civil Engineering.