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The 5 Golden Secrets Of Hyper-Fast Language Learning (Infographic)

Language Learning

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem And he called it "Chops" because that was the name of his dog And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts That was the year Father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo And he let them sing on the bus And his little sister was born with tiny toenails and no hair And his mother and father kissed a lot And the girl around the corner sent him a Valentine signed with a row of X's and he had to ask his father what the X's meant And his father always tucked him in bed at night And was always there to do it Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines he wrote a poem And he called it "Autumn" because that was the name of the season And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and asked him to write more clearly And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because of its new paint And the kids told him that Father Tracy smoked cigars And left butts on the pews And sometimes they would burn holes That was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames And the girl around the corner laughed when he asked her to go see Santa Claus And the kids told him why his mother and father kissed a lot And his father never tucked him in bed at night And his father got mad when he cried for him to do it. Once on a paper torn from his notebook he wrote a poem And he called it "Innocence: A Question" because that was the question about his girl And that's what it was all about And his professor gave him an A and a strange steady look And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never showed her That was the year that Father Tracy died And he forgot how the end of the Apostle's Creed went And he caught his sister making out on the back porch And his mother and father never kissed or even talked And the girl around the corner wore too much makeup That made him cough when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway because that was the thing to do And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed his father snoring soundly That's why on the back of a brown paper bag he tried another poem And he called it "Absolutely Nothing" Because that's what it was really all about And he gave himself an A and a slash on each damned wrist And he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn't think he could reach the kitchen. ― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other. ― Stephen Chbosky

So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be. ― Stephen Chbosky

Every night I stay up past 12…

Every night I stay up past 12, past 1, etc. Not because I’m not tired. Not because I want to tweak on these social networking sites. Because I am tired, I want to sleep. But I can’t because my mind runs like crazy. It over thinks, over analyzes things that I don’t want to think about. So I purposely keep myself awake and tire myself out so that when I do finally lie in bed, I fall asleep and my thoughts don’t keep me up.

I was wondering myself where …

I was wondering myself where I am going. So I would answer you by saying, first, that I am trying, precisely, to put myself at a point so that I do not know any longer where I am going.

THE RULES TO SEX - @SpokenReasons #FCHW

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You didn’t love her. You just…

You didn’t love her. You just didn’t want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was good for your ego. Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn’t love her, because you don’t destroy the person that you love.

I only want to tell you that …

I only want to tell you that I wish I was as close as the threads of your skin, but If I can’t be that, I’ll be content with drinking my drink beside you—the rain sloppy open-mouth kissing the roof trying to dismantle, the etymology of our conversation—our words hitting the floor like thunder.

You were too lazy to learn to…

You were too lazy to learn to love until it was almost too late.To love ideally and tragically, Oh, you are certainly superb at that, I have no doubt about it, with all due respect! But now — now you will have to learn how to love a little commonly and humanly as well.

santosha65:

This incredible photo marks the end of Matador Torero Alvaro Munera’s career. He collapsed in remorse mid-fight when he realized he was having to prompt this otherwise gentle beast to fight. He went on to become an avid opponent of bullfights. Even grievously wounded by picadors, he did not attack this man.<p>Torrero Munera is quoted as saying of this moment: “And suddenly, I looked at the bull. He had this innocence that all animals have in their eyes, and he looked at me with this pleading. It …

Our lives disconnect and…

Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may again touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey-castle sequence of bumpings-into and tumblings-apart.

“If you want your children…

“If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales.”<br>― Albert Einstein<p>“Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed.”<br>― G.K. Chesterton<p>“Fear isn’t so difficult to understand. After all, weren’t we all frightened as children? Nothing has changed since Little Red Riding Hood faced the big bad wolf. What frightens …

hafsaatique:

my mother<br>sensed a<br>war in her<br>womb,<br>and so she<br>raised me<br>to fight.<p>- “birth of a daughter”, hafsa atique

Don’t worry if they say you’r…

Don’t worry if they say you’re crazy. They said that about me and yet I was saner than all of them. I knew. No matter. You know. Insane or sane, you know. It’s a good thing to know - no matter what they call it.

You were a dialect I was o…

You were a dialect I was once so fluent in.<br>You were the first word that I ever wanted to write.<p>A hundred years from now, someone will find us.<p>You, sitting like a stone on my chest;<br>my bones broken in half to make way for the weight<br>of all that you’ve left behind.