First the credit. This post is inspired by and based on Tajim’s entry on his website. I have copied his post- including the title- and added my own comments and links where I felt appropriate. So this is more of my extended comment to his post than an original entry. He is 25. I am six years older than him so it’s but natural for me to experience/see more things than he has. But hey here’s no booze around me and I am not drinking while saying “yes I have done this one!”
Seen an Ocean – [Yea, until 2006 when I saw the Pacific in California. It was an amazing experience. (photo) To see, feel and, yes, taste the sea water. Then in 2008 I saw the Arabian sea in Kovlam, Kerala before seeing the Indian ocean come together in Kanyakumari (and again in 2009) with the Bay of Bengal and the Arabian Sea. In Mumbai the same week, I saw the Arabian sea more closely (and again in 2009). In 2009 I finally saw the Bay of Bengal more closely at Marina Beach, Chennai. Running around on the beach wearing dhoti was quite an experience.]
- Been to a swimming pool- [I have been to two swimming pools to swim. 1st in Balaju while I was in school. 2nd in Dasharath stadium, Tripureshwor. That too while I was in school. I haven't been to one (to swim) since I left school. And that was more than 15 years ago. That doesn't mean I haven't swum in these years. I have crossed Likhu Khola and dived into Khimti Khola! नढाटी भन्नु पर्दा पौडी खेल्न चाहि उति सारो आउदैन है । तर फेरी त्यसो भन्दैमा कुनै पोखरीमा कसैगरी झरीएछ भने हत्तपत्त मरिन्न जस्तो पनि लाग्छ । ]
- Flown Overseas- Not since 2006 when I went to the US. No foreign government has invited me for such trip since then. Invitations are welcome!
- Travelled on the roof of a moving bus- PLENTY! While going home in Ramechhap during Dashain holidays in my school years. It was risky as it is now but with risk came with a lot of fun and an opportunity to show how brave you were. Last time I traveled on the roof of a moving bus was, if I remember correctly, in 2008 while going for a trek to Helambu. Very few buses were plying on the road because of Dashain holidays (that was the day of nawami).
By Dinesh Wagle
This is part of an article that appeared on today’s Op-Ed of the Kahtmandu Post. The other part is here. The complete article in PDF is here.
In my five-month-long stay in Delhi, I almost missed two things in particular about Kathmandu. 1. Why no bandas here? 2. Why no power cuts?
I was back in Nepal for a week recently and experienced both in ways that were in no way enjoyable.
A colleague at Kantipur told me about the banda the next day as I reached the office in the evening after booking a nonrefundable ticket with Buddha Air. I was destined to get stranded in Biratnagar (from where I planned to reach Delhi via Darjeeling). I thought, okay, a day of banda has become a non-issue for many of us these days, so I’ll take it. It’s like only a couple of hours of power outage a day. But eastern Nepal has become a hotbed of protests of all kinds. So my sixth sense and my colleagues at the Biratnagar office were saying that there might be another sudden banda or disturbance on the East-West Highway the next day as well. Continue reading
3 and 0. That is, 30. A life that is THIRTY-year-old (or young?). Whatever. Thank you for encouraging me to post this entry.
While returning from Chandanpur village the next day that was sunny and beautiful, we were having snacks in the middle of the road just above the green and scenic Lele village. Then seeing Suraj lying on the road, I decided to do some acrobats. Thus these photos. No, I am not going to the Beijing Olympics. Continue reading
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In the morning, in Chandanpur village of Lalitpur district, we decided to take a walk for a while. We wanted to see how people were living in their homes and what they were doing in their fields. We walked uphill for about 10 minutes and reached at a house. Inside, a lady was apparently preparing food along with her son. She turned out to be a MaSiKa (Matri Sishu Karyakarta: health worker on safe motherhood) who talked about her wrok in the village. “The Tamang women are less enthuasistic about getting expert advise and involvement during pregnancy than those of Brahnim-Chhetri caste,” she said. She is a Newar who attended highschool and is from the area of Lalitpur that is nearer to the capital city. “Initially it was so boring to come here in this type of village,” said the woman. “Now I am used to with the life here.” The woman also talked about the disease that was causing serious harm to the corn production in the village. She said many farmers in the village, including herself, have started planting cabbage instead of corn this year. [More about this has been mentioned in my Nepali article titled Motorcycle Diary that appeared in 26 July's Koseli.] Continue reading