Dream inside hills.

Forming connections to connect and learn.


It's a busy and competitive world. When we see people around us, we feel they are all our competitors. The race to be the best is continuing. Everyone is in the race but never knows where to reach or what they left behind on their journey to being the best. Moments of connection, love, and a sense of belonging with each other are often the most left-behind things in this world.

So, Today we will be talking about forming connections with others in this competitive world.

I know everyone has a busy life. Especially, students who are compelled to read, read, and read to become the ultimate. Pressure from parents, relatives, teachers, and many more. I hope you all are fine. I was also in the same phase. Just transitioning from my movement to Butwal, I was unaware of what the outer world looked like. Since 12, I only knew that the world existed between the four big chure hills surrounding my village. I thought that the world would end if I climbed those mountains.

My parents were farmers, who only had learned how to write their names and some basic arithmetics. But they always wanted me to read. My childhood was spent playing on the roads of Rampur. Dirt, snails, and pebbles were my game partners. On the same road, I walked 55 minutes daily to reach my school. I haven't been outside my village till I was 12 years old. I was unaware of what the outer world looked like. Till 12, I thought that the world existed between the four big chure hills surrounding my village. Beyond those hills, I assumed the world ends and if I climbed them I could see the Sun, Moons, and Stars in their big forms.