Early yearsManahari, Nepal
Manahari
The earliest chapters were shaped by familiar roads, classrooms, and the routines of home.
Others unfold through classrooms,
pages, people and years.
Mine began in Manahari.

The earliest chapters were shaped by familiar roads, classrooms, and the routines of home.
School years were less about a single milestone and more about learning how curiosity grows.
An important academic transition, but only one part of a much longer journey.
Every road leads somewhere,
and somewhere is always a place
you have not yet been,
or a place you have left behind.
“A new rhythm, a different language, and another chapter still being written.”
“Every page turned is a road travelled; every road travelled becomes a verse.”
— Bikash Baniya