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Hello B Nerdy visitors, As he enters the ring, a wave of "Boo" echoes from the crowd. A lean  lad going on a ring against a big fat sumo , well this  doesn't happen daily inside a  ring. Well outside a  ring, no one has ever figured out who is the lean  lad or the  big fat   s umo. This sumo ha s  been nourishing  and preparing all his life for similar fights. No one objects a chance of sumo winning over this lean  guy. Nevertheless, the lean  guy has to do this. He has always waddled back his home with blue hues over his eyes. The sumo has always returned with all the cash and some proud bruises. But this is the chance for this thin guy. This may   not be the only chance   as every match   he wrestled  had "the only" tag , yet  he could never win over. People in  the crowd are hovering around like giant vultures. Their wrestle has nothing to do with them but somehow a sight  of escalating  tension and some  powerful wallops  gives them the  thrill.

Hello B-Nerdy Visitors, At this place, where people are shouting everywhere, where all the voices screams to be heard, where all the opinions are dignified, some of us lay alone. Every action screams to get noticed, the heinous urge of getting acclaimed, being heard is inexplicable. As the day passes, no one is as concerned with the pandemic as they were earlier. Pandemic have encarved a way into our life. The new normal is not so abnormal. Had this virus been never emerge, we would still be trailing the same lane. All the difference it bought is a common blame to put on. In this chaos, we learn our own way how cope up with quarantine. A common blame which we allude into a virus. People define the purpose of life to be happy and content, being surrounded by the loved ones. Locking down in house with no jobs to be done, this period evince there is a whole lot more beyond "eat, pray and love". Few months back, we craved for this. We craved for a time off, we thought we

The phone rings. Briskly she puts her hand in pocket. "A private number" she stares at her friends who were sitting around her. " Hello, I can arrange the thing you want. I need to make some arrangements," an unknown voice said. "Okay! Okay! I am ready to give you anything but make sure it'll be in my hands by today" she said. "But what is your name?" "You don't need to know that. Just know, I am a dealer." PC: Hipwallpaper The phone hangs up. She is excited but still worried that others will snatch it away from her for it has become so precious for her lately. The other three ladies lighten up  creases on their forehead. "So are we finally getting it? We still need to remain cautious. Nothing is sure till its on our hands", suggested a cunny chubby one. "But we need to start making  arrangements from now. Everything will be worth it once we get that bloody thing", she said bein

A message tone beeps. "Let's do it. Be ready with the placards. Will pick you up. Venue : Balwatar" His heart was pounding as he went through the lines. He hesitated as his parents were denying him and he wasn't sure if his presence would make a difference.  He could hear TV from the other room "Total cases cross 4000. Insufficient VTMs affect corona virus in Nepal". As he scrolled the Instagram, there were fearless BLM movements all over the world,  people like Maggie Doyne were sweating over everything to help those poor migrants on their way back home. If she could embrace this country as her own and be a savior to those immigrants, why couldn't he? This may have questioned allegiance to his nation. He fetched some placards, sneaked around the hallway. His parents were already against it as they feared it was too risky to go out. Every now and then he was getting out of the house for some reason. He could not hold back this time as the tyr

Hello B-Nerdy Visitors, This week let me share you an adoption story inspired from some real lives. Thousands of couples face infertility and somehow the taboo of being infertile has not changed as it should be. With sprouting Infertility clinics and advancement in the infertility test, the infertility treatment is blooming, yet, there are still some failures. Not being able to conceive has been denouncing femininity in most part of the world. So lets first go through one of the many stories which may sound familiar.  " Alarm rings. Bunch of alarm clock synced at a single room is indeed infuriating for those six girls. Quickly they made their bed, fetched their toiletries before leaving the room. There is a long queue downstairs in front of an old toilet and Ila is busy in filling a bucket of water to bath. Today is special day for them. No one has idea, whom the day gonna turn lucky. She gets ready on her best cloth, ties her hair like her mother did when she was alive. She still