#nepal is wonderful

[littlemut]

[hilarioushitshq]

Good news from Nepal

[herbalnature]

The majestic Ama Dablam in Nepal graces the sky with its soaring peak and snowy facade. This natural giant stands tall against a clear blue backdrop, truly a sight to behold!

[frohana]

I just wanted to piggyback on @gay-jesus-probably’s excellent commentary with the small addition that Sagarmāthā (meaning “goddess of the sky” or “head in the sky”) is the Nepali term, first introduced by the Nepali government in the 1960s, while in the Tibetan & Sherpa languages, the mountain is called Chomolungma (meaning “Holy Mother”).

Let’s be honest - Everest should be cut off from climbers, and the only people that should be allowed up there are ppl who volunteer to clean up all the garbage and human excrement adrenaline junkies have left up there over the decades, and anyone who volunteers to attempt to bring down any bodies of those who died.

The ascent is too dangerous, too many ill-equipped and unprepared climbers try to make the climb, and too much garbage is piling up and poisoning the run off that communities around Everest rely on to live.

[ritzcuit]

if i think abt the sahdmadhi are'bal household it smells like something very specific to me ... like i had two different friends in childhood where both of their houses smelled like this very Distinct Type of Warm. like. it was just Warm. and spices. and it was soooooo comfortable but it's the kind of smell that specifically comes from being a lived-in small house with warm cooked meals every night ... Or maybe i just felt that way cus i visited them for dinner a lot LOL

[mishkyi]

the mountains. the fucking mountains!!!!!

[mayasaura]

No you don't understand it's not her fault she was a carrier for a rare recessive genetic trait 😭😭 leave his mom alone hasn't she suffered enough

Personally printing out and mailing a copy of the omake about Kabru's childhood to every person who makes fun of his eyes. No!! That's the thing he's sensitive about!!

[newsfeed2023]

Have you ever seen an orange alligator? This wonder seen in Nepal's Chitwan Park, crowd gathered

Image Source : FILE Have you ever seen an orange alligator? This wonder seen in Nepal’s Chitwan Park, crowd gathered, hence the color changed Kathmandu: An orange-coloured alligator in Chitwan National Park in Nepal has become a matter of curiosity for people. To see this, a crowd of people is gathering in this National Park of Nepal. People are surprised to see the color of this crocodile.…

[highpassadventures]

Ghandruk Village

Ghandruk Trek is a short and easy trekking destination in Nepal for who have not enough time to do trek with other activities and who are doing the first trek in Nepal. Ghandruk Trek provides to you a lot of wonderful view of Annapurna Mountain range, Gurung culture, religion, and beautiful Gurung village.

The Nepal Honeymoon tour is not only spent in the most splendid natural scenery but also observe the historical and cultural sight of this beautiful country. The couple will spend some valuable time chilling together with a wonderful nature through various historical sites. It makes them have a deeper understanding of the country's civilization.

[minyoongislaysme]

People sweat out the food they predominantly eat and if you combine that with a lack of higiene, (sometimes it’s just different genetics, no matter how much you shower) no wonder we all “stink” to each other.

[piaisabelvargas]

[room-surprise]

Kabru from Dungeon Meshi's Ethnic origin

(Masterpost of evidence available here now!)

I've seen folks talking about this, which makes me SOOOOO happy. I've been trying to tell people that Kabru is *some kind* of fantasy version of Indian since at least March of 2023, which is when I finished reading what was available of Dungeon Meshi at the time. You may have seen my post in the Kabru tag about his name suggesting that he's of Nepali origin! I'll go into this in a LOT more detail when I finally publish my big Dungeon Meshi research paper (soon, I promise, I hope), but this is such a wonderful win for Kabru fans that I wanted to make a post about it! So many helpful fans were able to identify the sweet Kabru's trying to talk about is rasgulla, which means I didn't have to actually do any research to figure it out like I normally would have. Though since I know Kabru's meant to be from someplace like India, it wouldn't have been hard to search for "Indian dessert white ball" and figure it out.

Rasgulla (literally "syrup filled ball") is a dessert popular in the eastern part of South Asia. It is made from ball-shaped dumplings of chhena dough, cooked in light sugar syrup. This is done until the syrup permeates the dumplings.

While it is near-universally agreed upon that the dessert originated in the eastern Indian subcontinent, the exact locus of origin is disputed between locations such as West Bengal, Bangladesh, and Odisha. The name rasgulla is derived from the words ras ("juice") and gulla ("ball"), and other names for the dish include rasagulla, rossogolla, roshogolla, rasagola, rasagolla, and rasbhari or rasbari. Rasbari is the name of it in Nepal, so I think that's probably what Kabru would have called it if Milsiril hadn't interrupted him.

[herbalnature]

Basking in the serene blue skies, Ama Dablam in Nepal stands majestically at 6,812 meters. This towering peak captures the grandeur of the Himalayas in a single frame.

[etherfabric]

Directions from Your Higher Self

Choose a pile by which picture you resonate with the most.

If your mind is too busy to clearly decide, take a few deep breaths, and use the finger of your non-dominant hand to hover over the images. One will give off the most subtle yet prominent signals, like tingles, a magnetic pull, or temperature. This is your pile. Multiples are also possible.

Pile 1

The Star, The Moon

You started to believe in miracles, and are now scared shitless. No small expectations keeping you safe from disappointment anymore. You got a taste of what magic feels like, and now fear dullness like the plague. Two things: You are allowed to have boring days, that doesn't mean the magic is gone. It can't be Christmas everyday. You would get sick of the lights eventually, believe me. And the other thing: That's why they say that victimhood can be a kind of safety blanket. If you already expect only crap from life, there is no horrible suspense anymore. But now... you can't go back. Even if you try it.

This is an icky phase of metamorphosis. It's normal that it feels disorienting and like you can't make sense of anything anymore. Do soothing stuff, calming habits, be around safe people. And spoiler: This is about embracing your humanity in a whole new depth. Don't worry, it will feel supernatural again soon enough. But for now, practice being plain, while also weaving your belief in miracles into it. Challenging, yes, but nothing you can't handle. You got this.

Pile 2

The Moon, 3 of Pentacles

Nothing you put energy or effort into seems to yield anything. It feels like punching in slowmotion, nightmarish. Hitting no one who needs to feel your hits. Newsflash: This is not a time for work! Get soft, dammit. You can't experience rest while still trying to prove something. No one is watching. You are being your own cruel audience, and boo yourself into despair. What are you aiming at? Who convinced you that particular thing is the sole hope for you to be happy ever again?

I love you, you are me, I am you, but I can't let you go on like this. Not with what lies ahead of us. If you only knew how easy things will get. How many fears will never come true. How much lighter you could afford to be. How much love you already deserve. But you have to dare opening your arms, and put the tools down. The monuments you try to erect are aimed at Gods you won't believe in anymore once you experience your feminine side as a gift, and not a curse. Grindset? Grind your teeth while napping, if you have to. But this is bigger than your egotistical, temporal ambitions. You need to do it slow, and I won't stop insisting. Because I can see more than you. You will have no choice but trusting me on this one.

Pile 3

The Emperor, The Devil

Have you heard of this awesome thing called "free will"? Let's take that baby for a ride. Use 3 spoons for the same meal. Lie on the floor of your hallway and recite a song. Buy a stranger a magazine about trains. Take a pair of scissors to your least favorite shirt. Name your nail polishes after famous people. The possibilities are literally endless, but yet you rotate the same 7 things. They will stay ready for when you need them next, but let's shake it up a little, huh? No wonder you feel trapped and stuck. But YOU make the rules, at the end of the day. Yes, there are outer limitations you have no influence over, but even in a literal cage, you can decide what you think, or how you sit, or what notes you hum, or what shadow figures you make with your hands.

The thing itself is meaningless - it's about you experiencing being a CREATOR. Not just a servant to others. I don't care if it's throwing a paper plane into your bathtub, or quitting your job and disappearing to Nepal - but we crave novelty and agency. Deeply. Break the self-imposed limits, any of them. Just to feel what it feels like. It's more rewarding than you imagine.

Pile 4

The Hanged Man, 2 of Cups

Oh shucks. You like someone. It happened. And you can't cancel it willynilly. Suppression has run its course, and now you have to face the embarrassment of having a heart with a need to connect and love. This has completely ruined your illusion of sovereignty you so deeply depended on to feel safe in the world. What now? Where will it lead? What does it mean? What will happen next? Do they like me? Do they think of me? Do they think of me badly? Why do I think about them? Is this me being brave, or pathetic? Is there a true difference?...

The questions don't stop, and you know what - they shouldn't. This is less about the "result" of this connection (I know, boo me, because this is your hyperfixation above all, despite not ever admitting it) and more about getting you out of your shell to be curious about yourself again. The heart needs to be open, and these fears and doubts have been there for a long time already. You are ready to face them, examine them, and learn more about yourself than any flavour of aloofness could ever teach you. I know you hate it, but I can also see the faint giggly twinkle in your soul from up here, buried under all this denial and acting tough. And that's the most scary part for you. That you actually like someone, like, in THAT way. How scary that life has no guarantees, but coming to peace with that truth will serve you much more than any relationship ever could.