Truth

जिन्दगीमा जुन कुरा भोको पेट र खालि खल्तीले सिकाऊछ त्यो कुनै कलेज र युनिभर्सिटी ले सिकाउन सक्दैनन् #तितो_सत्य

मुठी खाएर मुरी उब्जाउने महीनाको मध्य अर्थात् असार १५ गते

jokes in Nepali

Me – Daju Pashupati Januhunchha?

Taxiwala – hazur

Me – Thik cha janus, aauda khere mero lagi prasad lyaunu

Bamboo tree

A tree in China called chinese bamboo tree needs the period of 5 years for nurturing - water, fertile soil, sun shine.
And, after 6 weeks it reaches around 80 feets above the ground. It teaches us success on patience,faith,perseverance, growth and development and most surprising of all human potential.#Fact

Joke

एकदम खतरनाक chat.

Boy- Hi….

Girl- mero number kasale diyo..?

Boy-सुलभ सोचालयबाट मिल्यो..

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Story

Androcles and the Lion

A slave runs away from his master and hides in the woods – then finds himself face to face with a limping lion…

The tale of Androcles and the Lion is said to have been written by Aesop – the great Greek storyteller who always summed up his stories from the animal kingdom with a moral. In the case of Androcles, the lesson is that “Gratitude is the sign of a noble soul!”

Read by Natasha. Duration 6 minutes 5 seconds

Proofread by Claire Deakin.

It happened in ancient times that a slave named Androcles escaped from his master and fled into the forest, and he wandered there for a long time until he was weary.

Just then he heard a lion near him moaning and groaning and at times roaring terribly.  And when  he tried to get up, there he saw the lion coming towards him.

Instead of attacking him it kept on moaning and groaning and looking at Androcles, who saw that the lion was holding out his right paw, which was covered with blood and very much swollen. Looking more closely at it, Androcles saw a great big thorn pressed into the paw, which was the cause of all the lion’s trouble.

Plucking up courage, he seized hold of the thorn and drew it out of the lion’s paw, who roared with pain when the thorn came out, but soon after found such relief from it that he rubbed up against Androcles, and showed  that he knew, that he was truly thankful for being relieved from such pain.

One day, a number of soldiers came marching through the forest and found Androcles. They took him prisoner and brought him back to the town, and he was condemned to death because he had fled from his master.

Now it used to be the custom to throw murderers and other criminals to the lions,  and on the appointed day he was led forth into the arena.

The Emperor of Rome was in the royal box that day and gave the signal for the lion to come out and attack Androcles. But when it came out of its cage and got near Androcles, what do you think it did? Instead of jumping upon him, it rubbed up against him, and stroked him with its paw.

It was of course the lion which Androcles had met in the forest. The Emperor summoned Androcles to him. So Androcles told the Emperor all that had happened to him and how the lion was showing gratitude for his having relieved it of the thorn. Thereupon, the emperor pardoned Androcles and ordered his master to set him free, while the lion was taken back into the forest and let loose to enjoy freedom once more.

Poem

BE THE BEST WHATEVER YOU ARE

If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
  Be a scrub in the valley — but be
The best little scrub by the side of the rill;
  Be a bush if you can't be a tree.

If you can't be a bush be a bit of the grass,
  And some highway happier make;
If you can't be a muskie then just be a bass —
  But the liveliest bass in the lake!

We can't all be captains, we've got to be crew,
  There's something for all of us here,
There's big work to do, and there's lesser to do,
  And the task you must do is the near.

If you can't be a highway then just be a trail,
  If you can't be the sun be a star;
It isn't by size that you win or you fail —
  Be the best of whatever you are!

A Fly Killer Pickle (JOKE)

               

My three-year-old daughter stuck out her hand and said, “Look at the fly I killed, Mommy.” Since she was eating a juicy pickle at the time, I thrust her contaminated hands under the faucet and washed them with antibacterial soap.

After sitting her down to finish her pickle, I asked, with a touch of awe, “How did you kill that fly all by yourself?”
Between bites, she said, “I hit it with my pickle.