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हालैको एक दिन म धुँइपत्ता खोज्दै थिएँ एउटा कार्यथलो (अफिस स्पेस) ।

त्यस्तैमा म पुगेँ एउटा घर जहाँ फेलापार्न हामीलाई सघाउँने उद्देश्यले खोलिएको भेटिन्छ.कम आफैँ बिलाउँदो अवस्थामा भेटियो ।

‘केही गरौँ न’ भन्ने उत्साही तन्नेरीहरू जम्मा भएर आफ्नै लगानीमा थालिएको व्यवसायिक प्रयास (स्टार्ट अप) शुरुमा त सफलोन्मुख भएछ । तर के भन्नु र खै, त्यै सुरुवाती सफलता नै उदाउँदो कम्पनीको शत्रु बनेछ। केही महिनामै प्रबर्द्धकहरूमा लोभीपापी असमझदारी सिर्जना भएपछि हुर्कँदो र फैलँदो सँस्था उथलपुथल भएछ, विघटनको सँघारमा पुगेछ । साह्रै चित्त दुख्यो ।
On a recent afternoon while desperately looking for an office space, I happened to find myself at a house from where the startup bhetincha.com operated.

After enjoying success in the first few months of operation, the start-up (literally ‘It Will Be Found’) was in the process of dismantling itself as a sad result of the greed that had infested some of its promoters.

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रिङ्ग रोडको रिँगटा

अघिल्लो महिना चिनियाँ अखबार ग्लोबल टाइम्स मा तिब्बत राजमार्गको शिगात्से विमानस्थलदेखि शिगात्से मध्य शहरसम्मको बहुलेन सडकखण्ड सर्वसाधारणकालागि अौपचारिकरूपमा खुला भएको जानकारी दिने एउटा विवरणिका अायो । राष्ट्रिय राजमार्गलाई नेपालको सीमासम्म जोड्ने भएकाले त्यो छोटो सडक भागले आर्थिक र रक्षाका हिसाबले पनि दक्षिण एसियासम्म पुग्ने बाटो खुलाउन चीनलाई सजिलो हुने विशेषज्ञहरूको भनाई रहेको रिपोर्टले जनायो । चिनियाँ राष्ट्रवादी धारणाको प्रतिनिधित्व गर्ने भनि परिचित पत्रिकामा “तिब्बतमा राजमार्गले चीनकालागि दक्षिण एसिया[को ढोका] खोल्यो” शीर्षकको त्यो समाचार पढेका एकजना नामी भारतीय रणनीतिक विश्लेषकले “[अब] भारतले नेपालसँगको सीमा खुलै राख्ला?” भन्दै ट्विटे

ब्रह्मा चेल्लानीको त्यो ट्विट देखेपछि मैले भारतीय पत्रिका ईपीडब्लू मा ४७ वर्षअगि छापिएको एउटा टिप्पणी सम्झिएँ :

“काठमान्डू, पाटन र भक्तपुर जोड्ने चक्रपथ बनाउन आफुहरुलाई दिन चिनियाँहरुले नेपाल सरकारलाई मनाएको भन्ने हल्ला अचेल [नेपाली राजधानी] मा व्याप्त छ । केही वर्षयता दुवै सरकारले यो योजना छलफल गरिरहेका थिए । चक्रपथ बनिसकेपछि सङ्कटको अवस्थामा चिनियाँ सेना कोदारी मार्ग हुँदै उपत्यकामा उत्रिन सक्षम हुनेछ र त्यसपछि तत्क्षणै काठमान्डू घेर्नेछ।”
-भारतीय पत्रिका इकनमिक एण्ड पोलिटिकल विक्ली, ५ (२१), पृ. ८३४। २३ मे १९७०।

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मनमनै सोधें, भारतीय माध्यमहरू र विश्लेषकहरूले नेपाल-चीन सम्बन्धलाई अतिरञ्जन र त्रासन ढंगमा प्रस्तुत गर् ले छाड्लान्?

थुप्रै वर्षअगि कान्तिपुर कालागि दिल्लीमा बस्दा मैले त्यस्ता थुप्रै गन्यमान्य भारतीय भेटेको थिएँ जो प्रश्नहरूको लस्करबाट गफ शुरू गर्थे- “अरे यार, मैले सुनें, चिनियाँहरूले ठमेलमा फेरि अर्को होटल बनाए ? यो के भएको हँ? नेपाल त पुरै चीनतिर ढल्किरहेको छ । भारतकालागि यो ठूलो सुरक्षा चुनौती हो । चिनियाँहरूले भारत घेर्न अाटेका त हैनन्?” छुट्टिनुअगि म उनीहरूलाई नेपाल र भारत कसरी अतुलनीयढंगमा निकट छन् भन्ने वर्णन गर्दै “१९६२ को त्रास”बाट उत्रिन सुझाउँथें ।

तर अतिरञ्जनात्मक टिप्पणीहरूको लहर रोकिएको छैन । १९५० मा उनीहरू त्यसै गर्थे, १९७० त्यस्तै, २०१० मा म दिल्लीमा हुँदा त्यसै गर्थे र २०१७ मा उनीहरू त्यसै गर्छन् । मित्रहरूलाई सम्झाएर नसकिने भैयो ।

रोचक त मलाई यी दुई कुरा लाग्छन्- आजका दिनमा चिनियाँहरूले नै त्यही चक्रपथ फराक र झन् सुदृढ बनाईरहेका छन् । कोदारी बन्द छ तर नेपाल र चीन इतिहासमै सबभन्दा धेरै सडकहरूमार्फत जोडिएका छन् । ट्याङ्क त त्यस्तै हो त्यो ट्रेन चाहिँ ढिलोचाँडो काठमान्डू नआउला भन्न म सक्दिन। आए पहिलो टिकट काटेर बेइजिङ्ग छोप्ने रहर छ । ♦

तपाईँको इमेलमै मेरो ब्लग/लेख

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तपाईँलाई इमेलमै पछिल्लो ब्लग, लेख र तस्बिर पठाउन पाउनु मेरोलागि खुशीको कुरा हुनेछ । बाकसमा आफ्नो इमेल ठेगाना हाल्नु होला । धन्यवाद 🙂 

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The #NepalEarthquake Day

Severe cracks on Kaushaltar-Lokanthali section of the Japanese-built highway. The quake not only inflicted damage on the sturdy road but sunk the residential area the size of about 10-15 football fields by about 1.5 feet. A few concrete houses in the area have suffered serious damage.

Severe cracks on Kaushaltar-Lokanthali section of the Japanese-built highway. The quake not only inflicted damage on the sturdy road but sunk the residential area the size of about 10-15 football fields by about 1.5 feet. A few concrete houses in the area have suffered serious damage.

Like everyone else, I knew it was coming. But I didn’t know when. I had no idea about its magnitude. It’s devastating impact. That’s because, like a generation before me, I had not experienced a strong earthquake. Like most Nepalis, I wasn’t prepared for it. Also, no one can predict an earthquake. So why think about it when you never know when it will strike.

My go-bag (given to me) was gathering dust somewhere in a corner of my house. I wasn’t sure that I would find time to grab the bag before running out in the event of a quake. Would I be even at home? As it turned out, I was several kilometers away from my house when the earth shook violently on 25th April (12 Baishak 2072). Instead of a go-bag, I had in my hands a bundle of investigative newspaper articles that were to be judged for a competition. I was in a teashop that was fortunately only a meter away from an empty road.

Within hours, most of open spaces in Kathmandu had been occupied. Even the VIP area at the Tundikhel military parade ground which is normally restricted for the public was opened. I had never stepped into that part of the parade ground before.

Within hours, most of the open spaces in Kathmandu had been occupied. Even the VIP area at the Tundikhel military parade ground which is normally restricted for the public was opened. I had never stepped into that part of the parade ground before.

The restricted area of Tundikhel's Military Area provided safe heaven to people terrified by the earthquake.

The restricted area of Tundikhel’s Military Area provided safe heaven to people terrified by the earthquake.

What I remember of those 40 seconds is a strange noise. The sound of structures colliding or something to that effect. I was struggling to stand upright in the middle of a blacktopped road. It was as if I had suddenly found myself in a small boat in rough seas. A woman nearby started to cry. Her husband held her. She continued to scream. A group of people gathered on the road. A few of us tried to console her. By the time the earth had stopped shaking, the people around me had been thoroughly shaken.

One of the first things that came to my mind during the first few seconds into the quake was to be aware of the buildings around me. The building that housed the teashop looked particularly threatening. At one point I thought it would collapse. But it didn’t, like many concrete buildings in Kathmandu. A pleasant surprise. There are many explanations floating around for this. The epicenter was too far. The earthquake wasn’t shallow enough. Houses were built strongly. My own observation is that we were just too lucky this time around.

Immediately after the quake I rode across the city. Except for some old houses with load bearing walls and heritage buildings I saw that most residential concrete houses had survived. The perimeter walls of several landmark buildings had crumbled over hundreds of motorcycles that had been parked by the walls. The collapse of the compound walls of the Nepal Police headquarters, the Prime Minister’s official residence and the Narayanhitti Palace Museum looked particularly astounding. But, by and large, Kathmandu had remained intact at the first glance. Later in the day, reports of substantial damage to recently built high-rise apartment buildings started to come in. As people regained composure, they also noticed cracks, small and big, in their still standing concrete houses. पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस्

A woman walks past a Maoist mural at the entrance of Thabang village, Rolpa: 1st line: Workers of the world, unite. 2nd line: No election campaign zone!

Thabang: The village that didn’t vote; once hosted Maoist guerrillas

A man in Thabang, Rolpa, face smeared with colored powder, celebrated Maghi festival. On the background is an anti-election slogan-

A man in Thabang, Rolpa, face smeared with colored powder, celebrated Maghi festival. On the background is an anti-election slogan- “the one who asks for vote will get chot (hurt).”

(यो लेखलाई नेपालीमा पढ्न यहाँ क्लिक गर्नुस्)

On November 19, 2013 Nepal held national elections for the second Constituent Assembly. The country witnessed a record turnout. I was among the 9.4 million Nepalis who voted that day. But one entire village in remote mid-west Nepal abstained. Thabang boycotted the elections.

One more reason to go to Thabang, I thought.

My desire to go there predated the village’s post-election “fame”. In 2011, I was just five-hours hike away from Thabang. There was a hill between me and the village. That, after walking for three days. But an unexpected and severe knee pain had forced me to abandon my plan.

Thabang is where, it is said, the Maoist “People’s War” began in 1996. That’s where some of the top leaders of the insurgency found shelter as they planned more attacks against the Nepali state. “The local people would compete among themselves to host party Chairman Prachanda (Pushpa Kamal Dahal),” Durgalal KC writes in the Kathmandu Post.

The Maoists decided to end their 10-year-long janayuddha in late 2005. The conflict actually ended in 2006 following the spectacular success of the peaceful multiparty mass demonstrations in April that year.

During the insurgency, the Maoists had tried to develop Thabang as “a model Maoist village”. After the end of the conflict, the elected Maoist-led government recognized it as one of a few dozen model villages in the country. This ensured more attention and state funding to the village. To cut the long story short, Thabang is not just another sleepy Nepali village (at least in description). It knows how to take risk and grab national attention at the same time.

Smash the ballot box- Boycott the election. Thabang, Rolpa.

Smash the ballot box- Boycott the election. Thabang, Rolpa.

No Election

No Election

In a recent sunny afternoon the people of Thabang, Rolpa gathered to chat under a Maoist anti-election graffiti. 1st line: Don't divide Thabang; 2nd line: Middlemen leaders are not needed.

In a recent sunny afternoon the people of Thabang, Rolpa gathered to chat under a Maoist anti-election graffiti. 1st line: Don’t divide Thabang; 2nd line: Middlemen leaders are not needed.

Former Maoist guerrilla Jeet Bahadur Gharti and his mules pass through a landslide in Rukum

Former Maoist guerrilla Jeet Bahadur Gharti and his mules pass through a landslide in Rukum

On that October day in 2011, I stared at the hill that the locals said I would have to climb to reach Thabang. It looked like a tough climb. My knee was not up for it. So I limped with a mule caravan to reach Rukumkot to catch a jeep. (Limping all day long with a mule caravan to reach Rukumkot).

My wish to see the guerrilla village remained unfulfilled.

But I knew that I would be back. पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस्

भोट नहाल्ने गाउँ थबाङ पुग्दा

A woman walks past a Maoist mural at the entrance of Thabang village, Rolpa: 1st line: Workers of the world, unite. 2nd line: No election campaign zone!

A woman walked past a Maoist mural at the entrance of Thabang village, Rolpa:
1st line: Workers of the world, unite.
2nd line: No election campaign zone!

[Click here to read this article in English and see more photos.]

नेपालमा २०७० मंसिर ४ गते दोस्रो संविधान सभाका लागि राष्ट्रिय चुनाव भयो । जनताले सर्वाधिक संख्यामा मतदान गरे । त्यो दिन भोट हाल्ने ९४ लाख नेपालीहरू मध्ये म पनि एक थिएँ । तर मध्यपश्चिम नेपालको एउटा पुरै गाउँ मतदान केन्द्रमा अनुपस्थित भयो । रोल्पाको थबाङले चुनाव बहिस्कार गर्यो ।

थवाङ जाने एउटा अर्को बहाना, मैले सोचेँ ।

पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस्

At Rohtang Pass, Himachal Pradesh, India

This week in 2010. Snow at the pass.

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Previous post:A trip to Manali, India.

Not many options were available to us at the taxi stand. Manali is a small town, every taxi driver appeared to have known the other fairly well. So the bargaining ended pretty quickly. The journey started with an unexpected warning from our driver. The road ahead, he said in a calm voice, is not so smooth.

Five kilometers passed in a jiffy. Songs from Hindi movies were blaring from the taxi’s CD player. The driver spoke again. It would be very cold up there, he said. Our clothes were not enough to keep us warm there, he explained. “There’s a shop a few kilometers ahead,” he said. “They rent jackets, trousers and boots.” Was he telling this because he had some sort of understanding with the renter for commission or was he genuinely interested in making us warm at the pass. Either way…

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एसएलसी फेल, बिहे पास

Amrit Gurung posted a link to a YouTube video on his Facebook page today that showed a group of men from a Gurung family singing one of the first songs of the band Nepathya. I found that very very interesting. Very nicely done– over a dining table. I was so impressed that I watched it twice and showed the video to a cousin who was visiting me at my home. That video prompted me to look for more Nepathya songs on YouTube. I like many songs of the band.

As I typed the word “nepathya”, the video sharing site suggested several possible combinations that the site thought I could be interested in. I chose “nepathya songs collection“. Seventh video in the list had a familiar cover photo. The one I took near the Rara lake in Mugu district. Padam Bahadur Rawal is smiling at my camera as he tended his sheep.

As I played the video (the song “Binti chha hai“) I saw many more photos that I had taken during my trips to Karnali region used in the slide show. Those photos made me nostalgic. My trips to Karnali region, first in 2007, were great in the sense that they taught me a lot about Nepali society and what it means to be a Nepali in the remotest and neglected corners of Nepal. Last time I checked, Rara wasn’t in the Lonely Planet guide book on Nepal. I have recommended this place to many foreigner friends who aske me where they should go in Nepal. I recommend it to everyone. If you prefer reading this story in English, here it is: A Different Alchemist: Himalayan Yarns of Nepali Shepherds (Also, don’t forget to watch the Gurung family video).

ब्लगमान्डू

लाई लैजाउ मेल्टरी जुत्ता
माथि लेक हिउ छ
नफाल्नु दियाको चिठ्ठी
त्यसमा मेरो जिउ छ

दिनेश वाग्ले

एसएलसी पासहुने आस मारेका १८ बर्षो पदमबहादुर रावलले पाउलो कोहेल्लोको अल्काईमिस्टको भेडा गोठालोले भन्दा फरक अबको जिन्दगी तिनै जनावरका पछाडी लगाउने सोचेका छन् ।

रारा (मुगु)- सिमसिमे पानीले खुम्चिएका चार सय भेडा मुख चलाउदै सुस्ताइरहदा पदमबहादुर रावल नजिकैको गोठभित्र धुवाको मुस्लोसँग संघर्ष गरिरहेका थिए । झ्यारी गाउ मस्तिर रारा ताल नजिकैको त्यो गोठ बर्षा छल्न पसेका केही ग्वाला पानी रोकिनासाथ जंगल पस्ने सुरमा छन् । अगेनोको फलामे भाडोमा उम्लिरहेको सीमी बाहा (साँझ) को खान्की हो ।

दाईने पाखुरामा केरमेटसँगै अंग्रेजी क्यापिटल अक्षरमा ‘मेक द टेम्पल’ र दाईने पिडुलामा कोरिएको ‘ह्याप्पी’को अर्थ आउने भए पदम किन तीनपटक एसएलसी फेल हुन्थ्ये ? ‘कितावको साटो भेडा पढ्ने,’ टोप्ला गाउको कर्णाली सेकेन्डरी स्कुलका पूर्व विद्यार्थीले भने- ‘कहाँको पास हुनु ?’ बाहिर उग्राइरहेका मध्ये पाच दर्जनजति भेडा उनका हुन् र पासहुने आस मारेका १८ बर्षोले पाउलो कोहेल्लोको अल्काईमिस्टको…

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Packrafting Nepal: The Indrawati, Balephi Khola and Upper Sun Kosi

मेरो लामो जलयात्रा विवरण पढेको भए पिटरको साइटमा राखिएको यो भिडियो पनि हेर्न सिफारिस गर्छु ।

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Another “what I did on my holiday” entry, I’m afraid. I went with http://www.wagle.com.np on a four day pack rafting ‘proof of concept’ trip over Easter.

Day 1: We took the bus to the edge of the Kathmandu valley then hiked with the boats and full camping gear on our backs to Sipaghat on the Indrawati river. I was a bit under the weather, needed a paracetamol when I arrived, and had to deal with some local kids who insisted that water is pronounced ‘watter’ and that I was actually an American.

Day 2: We inflated the rafts, strapped the packs to the front and set off.  My guidebook (“White Water Nepal” by Peter Knowles) says this is an easy grade 2 river and an ideal first run for a beginner.  Which is pretty much what Dinesh and I are.  The river was great fun, small bouncy rapids…

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Day 2: Continuously four hours into Indrawati river. I was a bit nervous in the beginning. There was a mild rapid withing 100 meters from our starting point. Could I pass through that hurdle? I did. What about many more that may lie ahead? It turned out to be the most challenging rapid in the whole duration. We met and saw many kids in and by the river who were swimming, fishing, playing and returning home from their schools. Some tried to chase us in river. By the time we reached Dolalghat I was very tired. My arms were aching. I was hungry. But the river was easy, I was in control of my boat, I maneuvered well and took the boat wherever I wanted. There were some scary moments but I handled them well. At Dolalghat, I got off the boat as a confident rafter. Fish and Sprite at Dolalghat. Then into a bus for Jalbire. When too many people came into the bus we decided to go at the top.

खोलामा झोला । ढुंगामा डुंगा । पानीमा छप्ल्यांग । Packrafting- @ Indrawati, Balephi and Sunkosi River

चार दिने यो पदयात्रा सहितको राफ्टिंग अनुभव हो ।
मार्च २८-३१, २०१३
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यात्रा खासमा कोटेश्वरबाट सुरुभयो जब पिटर र म भक्तपुर जाने बस भित्र छिर्यौ (यसमा मैले मट्टितेल खोज्न तीनकुने क्षेत्रभरी झन्डै डेढघन्टा डुलेको कुरा समावेश गरेको छैन) । कमल विनायकमा हामी नगरकोट जाने बसको छतमा चढ्यौ । अनि त्यहाँबाट शुरू भयो हाम्रो चार घन्टे पदयात्रा इन्द्रावती खोला किनारको सानो व्यापारिक बस्तिलाई सिपाघाट लक्षित गर्दै । यो बस्तीहुँदै हेलम्बुतिर पुग्ने सडक जान्छ । यहाँ गाडी चालकहरू यदाकदा खाजाखान रोकिन्छन् ।

This post describes our four-day-long hiking cum rafting trip. It began obviously from Kathmandu. Peter and I stepped into a bus for Bhaktapur in Koteswor. At Kamal Binayak, we climbed at the top of a bus that took us to Nagarkot. From there began a four-hour-long walk to Sipaghat, a small village near Indrawati river. A dog followed us for long in the trail. We also walked with a talkative woman for a while. And a man, who Peter thought was drunk, accompanied us briefly in the trail.

Day 1- This post talks about our four-day hiking cum rafting trip. It began obviously from Kathmandu. Peter and I stepped into a bus for Bhaktapur in Koteswor. At Kamal Binayak, we climbed at the top of a bus that took us to Nagarkot. From there began a four-hour-long walk to Sipaghat, a small village near Indrawati river. A dog followed us for long in the trail. We also walked with a talkative woman for a while. And a man, who Peter thought was drunk, accompanied us briefly in the trail.

हाम्रा झोलाहरूमा एक-एकवटा डुङ्गा (प्याकराफ्ट) र तीसँग सम्बन्धित सामाग्री थिए । पिटरकोमा चाहिं एउटा टेन्ट र त्यसका सामाग्री अनि खानेकुरा पनि भएकाले उनको झोला मेरो भन्दा ८ किलो बढी कूल १८ किलो गह्रौ थियो । तर उनलाई गुनासो थिएन । उनी म भन्दा केही छिटो हिडे तर सिपाघाट पुग्नै लाग्दा उनी केही बिरामी जस्तो भए जो एउटा सिटामोल र एक रातको सुताइ पछि ठिक भयो । पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस्