Mahesh Prasain

There is an epic hero on the highway—for projecting aphorisms and for testing a timeless philosophy. His poetic obligations are not merely limited to hallucinations; they are also oriented toward brilliant decisions.  Many comprehensible moments and relative ideologies have become subject matters for poet Parajuli to expand. They have become intense yogic forages for him. The thinker in poet Parujli, who is impatient to become free of the winding knots, appears deeply troubled by the political disintegration of the present time, and is busy trying to find a solution to the same. The poet, beset by the pain inflicted by the world, is drawing himself more and more toward a humanistic resolution, and is similarly becoming more and more nationalistic in love for soil. For such reasons, the heartiness and intense tests inside poet Parajuli have become intensely powerful.

The poetic distinction of Parajuli is that he exhibits the capacity of assuming two selves: becoming one from many, and many from one. Judged against the parameters of universal fraternity, the ideal of division and the essence of unity have been rendered equally indispensable in those two selves.  In the discrepancies of time and life, many calculations of the world have become dismantled. For such reasons, both the poet and seer inside poet Parajuli are capable of taking strong decisions there. The epic hero of Parajuli does not even hesitate to use weapons against God. God, aware of his risk, devises a choice for testing humanity, before any sort of violence erupts.

How great loyalty! What a great trust! Perhaps, such loyalty and trust created by Gopal Parajuli are the best qualities of an epic.

The melody he his crooning by giving the nation a voice, a tune and a beat; the flute he is playing word by word for the post-democratic Nepal, for the delinquent state order, have found expressions as meaningful messages. By defining the integral structure of a free and sovereign nation, Parajuli makes a loyal but powerful assault on the evil actors who feign to be its defenders. He not only believes in the lucid expressions of poetry but also assumes military outfit, and adopts arms and weapons. His costumes and accent are not gaudy; they are natural and quite befitting instead.

Mahesh Prasain, Poet

Madhupark, July-August 1998