A pile of “Injera” always comes with various small plates of vegetables, beef or chicken meat and served with a spicy sauce on a traditional plate made of raffia. You couldn’t be mistaken : it’s the very unique Ethiopian dish! A coffee served in a ritual way would complete your tasty food and would make your visit to Ethiopia unforgettable.

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Injera is a sour fermented flatbread with a slightly spongy texture, traditionally made out of teff flour in Ethiopian and Eritrean cuisine. It is the national dish for both countries, and East African countries. It is central to the dining process in those cultures as bread is the most fundamental component ( Source: Wikipedia)

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Have a wonderful new month!!!

Hello friends…What HAPPINESS means to you all??Its when you feel everything is positive, all going good, life is fine then you feel a joy of happiness inside you right?But being human we never feel real happiness in anything isnt it?Our hope and want never ever ends, its perpetual…If we get a chocolate, we crave for ice cream, if we get ice cream, we crave for something more…If we buy a cycle, we long for a bike, if we get that also then we desire for a car, thank god we usually dont reach for planes 😜In all fields its the same…

If we get leader post, we wish to be manager, if we become manager, we wish to be head of dept then ceo etc…If we purchase a house, we think to buy a duplex then triplex and so on…Basically human…

Como diz o porta-voz Yanomami Davi Kopenawa em seu livro “A Queda do Céu”: “No passado, não tínhamos que falar sobre a floresta com raiva porque não conhecíamos todos esses brancos devoradores de terras e árvores. Nossos pensamentos estavam calmos. Só ouvíamos nossas próprias palavras e canções dos espíritos xapiri. Isto é o que queremos poder fazer de novo.

Se sua mente não estivesse tão fechada, você estaria expulsando os comedores de terra de nossa floresta! … Você não sabe fazer nada com a floresta. Você só sabe cortar e queimar as árvores, cavar buracos em as solo e contaminar as rios. No entanto, ele não pertence a você e nenhum de vocês o criou!

Todas essas palavras se acumularam em mim desde que conheci os brancos. … Talvez acabem dizendo a si mesmos: “Isso mesmo!…

– Kamal Shrestha. It’s a poem entitled “Earthquake” in Nepali Language. It is about the earthquake of political, cultural and social issues that is prevalent in the country due to corruption, distraction and dissimilar activities. You will get a literal translation from Google Translate.

पृथ्वी थर्केर आउने कम्पनले
आज ममा ल्याएको छ महाकम्प,
यता पनि भूकम्प,
उता पनि भूकम्प ।

संसार नै विथोलिदिएको छ,
चरीबरीले आँशु चुहाएको छ,
मुटुको भक्कानो, गानोमा परिणत भएको छ,
यहाँ म लाटोकसेरो झै
टुलुटुलु हेर्न मात्र सकेको छु,
किनकी म अन्धाधुन्धमा छु,
भूकम्पको अध्ययनमा छु,
सारा अस्ताएको, एउटा नालायक
नुन खाएको कुखुरा झैं,
लडिरहेको अनुभव बटुल्छु,
कम्पनको तरंगबारे अनभिज्ञ छु,
भूकम्पको विचित्रतादेखि भयभित छु ।

जताततै आएको भूकम्प
शोषणमा छ भूकम्प,
गरिबमा छ भूकम्प,
नेताको छुट्टै भुकम्प,
भाषणमा माइक्रोफोनको कम्प,
सत्ताधारी नीति अर्थनीति र राजनीति
बदलिन्छ दिनको दिन,
कहाँ आयो प्रजातन्त्र अनि गणतन्त्र?
कोही भोकानाङ्गाको नाङ्गै छन्,
शिक्षाको आधार काकाकुई झ,ैं
कराउनमा…