Kathmandu Valley

kulekhani kids

Sibling conflict and cooperation: These kids were carrying gallons of drinking water in the dokos from a tap some 400 meters below their home in a village in Makwanpur. The younger one (at the front) was crying when we saw them. His brother was trying to put him inside the basket instead of water gallons! Some sort of fighting between the brothers had ensued. The kid stopped crying as soon as we reached and started smiled as realized we were taking his photos.

The arrival was peaceful, the stay wonderful (minus the #MaoistStrike) and the time has come to go back to the sweltering heat of Delhi. What I’ll miss the most apart from the obvious is the ‘air-conditioned’ climate of Kathmandu. Despite all the problems on the streets and the corridors of powers Kathmandu is undoubtedly the place where I feel at ease to be. Kathmandu (and Nepal in general) presents dilemma to its residents. As Bigyan aptly tweets: “can’t live with it, can’t live without it… #Nepal.” [My Reweet.]

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Selfish interests groups and badly manged politics have collectively ruined the economy and state of affairs of the city and the country. Such is the situation that sometime even a staunchly hopeful person like me gets swayed away and thinks we are here to be doomed, that we will never go ahead and catch up with time that is moving so fast ahead of us. BUT that is not the feeling that rules me (and I assume many of us). Just a small opportunity, a moment of peace and the country will surely move ahead. Just a few roads and drinking water projects in villages and the faces of those hills will change for better. Just a little bit of investment, an environment for investors to play with their wealth and the economy will see a turnaround. There is a lot in this country to be hopeful about.

Some of the best moments of my more than two week long stay in Kathmandu were when I ventured out of the valley. Just behind the Chandragiri hills, above Thankot, is a wonderful village called Chitlang. A very old settlement. Suraj Kunwar and I biked through the village one cloudy (and drizzling) noon enjoying the view of farmers busy in their fields, thick forests atop hills, kids smiling and playing with each other and barren lands filled with colorful flowers. It was heavenly- except that on the other side of the hill- below- urban terror was ruling the city in the name of people’s uprising. The so called revolution failed but not before giving the country a bad jolt.

Because of the temperature (and unpredictable traffic!) the city offers countless opportunities to walk. So I walked. We walked. We enjoyed.

[Captions on photos will be added tomorrow evening..after I reach Delhi.]

7 thoughts on “Kathmandu Valley

  1. Hi dinesh dai,
    Nice photos and a well written article. Like you’ve mentioned, we too believe that things will get better soon.
    And welcome back to India. Summer vacation’s over. Gear up for indian heat waves.

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  2. First thing first and that would be: how was it to be back in Kathmandu? And it’s not good to be honest because I think honesty no more is the best policy and if you are wondering what I am driving at, which I think you are not, is that that I read your article in the morning and I don’t remember much of it now…the only thing I remember is that the ‘hope’ you have mentioned and which is, for me, pretty hopeless. Sorry for being hopeless but at the moment I am too hopeless to be hopeful. I wish I had never been there to see all that has been happening. I am not there as such to take the pictures of those morons who think they could do anything…but I can feel and see the distress, the agony, the pain they are causing. And this is not the first time they have done it. How can I forget that morning when I was so distressed to see a carton of wai wai noodles under my seat in Nepal Yatayat…I thought it would blow up the whole bus…but luckily it didn’t. But the fear was always there. Everything covered was a bomb, in a way. I don’t know what Maoism is but I am quite sure Mao must be banging his against something hard wherever he is. Yes, Mr. Dahal, this is directed at you, how could you be such an asshole? I mean could you please explain how does it feel to live without the conscience? Are you a f*****g zombie waking up out of your grave and smiling without brushing your ghostly teeth?? No, we are not worried anymore. You are the weakest out there and we kind of feel pity and we pray to Mao that he comes in your dream and tries to explain his ‘ism’. Go f**k yourself! Why don’t you just shoot yourself? I am sure you’ve got a gun handy, if not, ask your son for that. I have seen his pictures…gun tossed down his asshole…literally. Your guns and bullets have lost the meaning of whatever it was supposed to be. And if you take my advice, call a press conference and say sorry and go to somewhere…cave or whatever and start chanting ‘i am sorry i am sorry i am sorry’ and hopefully you could get at least a pass mark to be cleansed off of your sins. And the same goes to your best buddy or the strongest rival Mr. Bhattarai. Mr. Bhattarai wouldn’t it be nice to join some office and draw the maps, or whatever you call it in the engineering term, of whatever your loyal cadres have destroyed…from radio towers to telephone towers to buildings to bridges and lot more. Or have you already killed the engineer in you? I feel pity to write this but I sometimes feel like killing you all.

    Ok, now back to you Mr. Wagle, nice pictures and welcome back to the heat. Happy sweating and do a lot of writing! God Bless!

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  3. @Being a nepali……… Keep it up. Express yourself. I would have felt the same too. I love such hatred comments.

    @dinesh dai. that’s not a good excuse.
    anyway, this is what I like about blogs. I visit lots of blogs almost everday. The list includes few celebrities, journalists like you, authors, and few others. Though I get registered to almost all of them, I seldom post my comments. What I do is just check out those feedbacks and discussions. do you visit “Sajha”? I do visit. Just to see those postings and the heated discussions. Though I ‘ve been on sajha since long, I dont post. There is a certain term for people like me. I dont remember the term now.

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  4. Dr Baburam was on Al Jazzeera estrday here in Europe. Because all the time over there in our hometown I cannot understand his words and I really always gave im the benefit of the doubt why not. So this good looking nepali woman cornered him badly and his reactions not only dissapointing also very on the defense. It was a good interview. And he is on top of things good old dr Bhattaraijee.
    What to do pray for ecological thinking nobody ever met mao. It is totalitarian it is wrong but these youngsters have been paid to not go to school now collectively deal with them.
    So while you all having a ball on tv, we do the work, that was the abbreviated version of gender worldwide. cheers,

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