Born on June 5, 1998, in Biratchowk (BRC), Morang, the same day the world celebrates Environment Day (call me a green flag guy!), my childhood was nothing short of amazing. My parents raised me with immense love and care, fulfilling all my demands and dreams. They worked tirelessly to provide me with opportunities that shaped my early years into a foundation of growth and happiness. I’m forever thankful for their unwavering support and the values they instilled in me, which continue to guide my life.

From an early age, I developed a passion for technology, starting with a computer at the age of four. I spent hours playing games like Spiderman and GTA Vice City and even created a Yahoo Mail account to chat with strangers worldwide. One of my fondest memories is visiting my aunt’s house in Pakhribas at the age of two, where the full moon reflected on a serene stream, ducks wandered nearby, and the soothing sound of water created a magical moment I’ll never forget.

I don’t have a fixed hobby because, honestly, who has the time to commit to just one thing these days? I like to dabble in whatever suits my mood. Sometimes I’m buried in a book, other times I’m deep into a podcast. Occasionally, I’ll even watch a movie—though let’s be real, that’s a luxury I can barely afford thanks to my never-ending workload. Then there’s my Gordon Ramsay phase, where I whip up cuisines from around the world (with YouTube as my sous-chef because, let’s face it, I’m no master chef). And yes, I used to be a gamer—now I just reminisce about those golden days while occasionally picking up the controller. Sticking to one hobby sounds great if you’re passionate, but let’s be honest, I’m all over the place. So yeah, you can call me a dynamic leader… kidding (not kidding).

But you know what I do stick to? Music. It’s the one constant in my otherwise all-over-the-place life. Back in my teenage years, I was oddly into trap music (don’t ask), but now I prefer songs with meaningful lyrics—the kind that make you stop and think for a while. One song that I relate to? “Look at Me!” by XXXTentacion (RIP)—chaotic, bold, and a little unhinged. As for my playlist, it’s a mix of English, Nepali, and Hindi songs. I don’t have that one artist I’m obsessed with, but I do have a few go-to tracks: “Fly Me to the Moon” (timeless), “Bade Achhe Lagte Hain” (pure nostalgia), and “Namaana Laaj” (a Nepali classic). These songs always hit the right note, but my music taste is as unpredictable as everything else about me. If you’re dying to know more about my music taste (which I know you are), maybe I’ll bless you with a blog post someday. Stay tuned.

Let’s talk about my journey—a wild ride filled with lots of ups and downs. Don’t worry, I won’t make you cry (unless, of course, you forgot to bring tissues, in which case, that’s on you). I’ll keep it short because my extraordinary life story deserves its own biography anyway. I started out teaching in a secondary school for four years. Teaching was… enlightening, to say the least. I picked up a ton of experience, like how to stand in front of a crowd without breaking into a cold sweat—a skill I owe entirely to terrified teenagers pretending to listen. But here’s the thing: I also realized pretty quickly that teaching wasn’t my forever gig. Turns out, I wasn’t destined to lecture people for life (at least not in a classroom). That’s when I decided to dive into something I’d never imagined: business. Yep, I went from chalkboards to cash flow, starting a stationery wholesale business, which, by the way, is still running strong.

But wait, there’s more! My heart and mind kept wandering toward IT, because clearly, I thrive on juggling multiple things at once. So, with a little help from my dearest friends (names withheld to keep the mystery alive), I co-founded Manoble Corp—a bold parent company specializing in media, advertising, brand building, and internet-driven solutions. Fancy, right? Manoble also oversees several media sub-brands, all geared toward shaking up Nepal’s digital landscape.

And if that wasn’t enough, I decided to throw my tech hat into the ring too. Now, I’m the co-founder and CTO of Niriv—Nepal’s first search engine and the country’s one and only internet portal. Yep, you read that right. Cue the applause!

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Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.

Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli.

Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.

Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli.