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Nepal Banda and Power Cut

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

Watching Sunrise from the Nagarkot Hilltop

I experienced the magic while watching the sun rising

It was really challenging for me to wake up at 6:30 in the morning to observe the sunrise. I was determined. I set the alarm on my cell for 6 AM (Friday, December 21). The alarm inside me was also working and I was awake several times in the night. Finally, the cell’s alarm went off and I threw sirak off. After muting the phone, I came back to bed and stayed inside sirak for a few minutes. Then I woke up and in a few minutes I was ready to go at the top of the hotel, the tallest in Nagarkot, to get the better view. There were already a few people and we waited for a few minutes.

It was magical. I don’t remember witnessing a sunrise before with that much of focused attention. It happened for only a few seconds. Probably 20 to 30 seconds. I just kept my eyes focused at the colorful rays of light that were coming from behind the mountain on the east. Continue reading

An Early Morning Show of a Nepali Movie

The mother of the actress wanted her daughter to be a professor in real life.

One thing that you can predict easily about a reporter’s daily routine is this: it’s unpredictable. You never know how a reporter’s day starts and ends. Forget about you, I am a reporter and I myself don’t know how my day starts and ends. A new assignment can call me anytime. For instance, I was invited to see a Nepali move early in the morning (I am talking about Thursday, 20 December): 8:30 at Kumari. I woke up at 6:30, a record in itself, and reached at the venue on time. But then it’s Nepali time for the organizers: the screening of “Huri Batas” (err, actually it’s “Aandhi Tufaan”, I keep on forgetting name of this movie) would start only at 9. Two girls were standing at the entrance of the theater apparently waiting for invitees. I learned from them that they were the actresses of the film. One was Richa Ghimrie and the other was… I forget her name at this moment. Continue reading