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| Bhunte |
Posted
on 25-Oct-03 08:02 AM
Laxmi Prasad Devkota (1909-1959)
Born on the day of "Laxmi Puja" and Laxmi Prasad Devkota turned out to be wealthier in knowledge and wisdom rather then in money and riches. His works are filled with the love and belief in human goodness. His numerous poems, classics, essays and dramas are portrayed with feelings of nationalism, romanticism, and his belief in humanity. No other Nepali writer has been able to produce as man poems as Mahakavi Laxmi Prasad Devkota.
Born: Bikram Sambat 1966
Died: Bikram Sambat 2016
Poet, novelist, essayist, playwright.
Famous works: Muna Madan, Sakuntal,
Poems: Yatri, Garib, Marga, etc.
Essay collection: Laxmi Nibandha Sangraha
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| DWI |
Posted
on 25-Oct-03 11:37 AM
To the best there ever was, our rememberance.
Great creations come out of quenching depressions.
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| Gokul |
Posted
on 25-Oct-03 01:44 PM
Evening, 2016 Bhadra
Aryaghaat
Devkota was lying in his deathbed waiting the inevitable. Dom Moraes and Dr. ShivaMangal Singh "Suman" came to see him. Devokta -once more than 250 pounds, was a mere 52 pounds now.
Saraswati ka barad putra
Pracheenata ka pujari
Arvaachina ka anveshak
Sachha rashtrasevak
Sanatan, Vishwapremi
Mahakavi was dying. Seeing this, both of theirs eyes filled with tears. Devkota said,
"I am feeling the pain of cosmic conflagration. Sara Brahmanda dahan bhairahechha. Malai Potassium Cynide dinuhos." Then he asked Moraes to recite some of his poems. Devkota later said,"Life is the greatest feat for man born here. O, this feeling, this knowledge, this revelation... If only I could live five more years...then I would write something that would have some meaning. What I wrote is utterly meaningless, worthless. I became engaged in mundane life forgetting the divinity of the life itself...O my whole life has become worthless...". Little did he know at that time that he had become the Big Dipper eternally shining in the firmament of Nepali literature.
"He, He Vishwabirat Mahakavi chhudei Jhankaara Mero Mana"
Mahakavi prati mero bhawuk shraddhanjali.
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