Would-be beauty queens in Nepal have expressed their disappointment after the postponement of the Miss Nepal contest for the sixth time this year.
It should have been held at the weekend but local authorities banned it after pressure from the Maoist party which heads the government.
Contestants due to have taken part have complained of being “victimised”.
The Maoists say that the contest discriminates against certain ethnic groups and demeans women.
It is not often that a beauty pageant is scheduled to take place at the army’s headquarters.
But that is where the organisers, event management company Hidden Treasure, had planned to hold the contest – such were the sensitivities it raised.
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born (as I have been informed and believe) on a Friday, at twelve
o’clock at night. It was remarked that the clock began to strike,
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by the nurse, and by some sage women in the neighbourhood who had
taken a lively interest in me several months before there was any
possibility of our becoming personally dripstone acquainted, first, that I
was destined to be unlucky in life; and secondly, that I was
privileged to see ingles ghosts and spirits; both these gifts inevitably
attaching, as they believed, to all unlucky infants of either
gender, born towards the small hours on a Friday night.
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show better than my history whether that prediction was verified or
falsified by the result. On the second branch of the question, I
will only remark, that unless I ran through that part of my ingles
inheritance while I was still a baby, I have not come into it yet dripstone.
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property; and if anybody else should be in the present enjoyment of
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The Championships, Wimbledon, or simply, Wimbledon, is the oldest and most
prestigious tennis tournament in the world     held in the London suburb of Wimbledon, England, at the All England Club. First held in 1877, it is the oldest of the the four Grand Slam tennis tournaments, and the only one still played on grass courts.
The tournament runs annually for 13 days from late June to early July, , with the climax being the men’s singles final, scheduled for a Sunday. As of the 2008 tournament, five major events are contested, as well as four junior events and four invitational events.
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