Trishuli Travels :)

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way

I remember we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped ’round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

Fast Car- Tracy Chapman

The bus was on its way to The Royal Beach.Camp, Khatauti. He took the microphone on the bus and announced: A (a guy) has got a message for K (a girl).

A says “ Aja hami tyo garne jun hamile pahile kahile gareko chaina!…….. (The bus roars with laughter) Rafting” he adds after sometime. But no one bothers. The mind of the young, not always but mostly get “such things” given the slightest hint, you needn’t even mention the word! (And I bet you got it too!)

“Parkhi ma talai chaddina” I could hear her mutter from the backseat. The bus riders were still laughing. Nevertheless the message wasn’t A’s but announcer made! And we didn’t go rafting, the “kahile nagareko kura” never happened either! LOL

It was time to chill for the former and the current Devs Team. I could prefer to call the trip “Hardcore Relaxation” as opposed to don’t know “If I am busy” or in “leisure” lifestyle for most students. Trim tall trees, we walked past them. Someone behind me asked “ Aja ta timi pani “STONED” hune hola ni?”

“Stoned?” I inquired on coming across the “In” vocabulary for the first time.
“Stoned!” S/he laughed. The laughter rung a bell in my head. I got the exact meaning!
“ No” I replied.

Interpreted Words, Un-interpreted Emotions…

Its fun. Sometimes too easy sometimes a challenge. The only setback is that it’s mechanical, no creativity involved. Its something that just came along, never asked for it. But got it. Was the job then, now it’s an opportunity that comes along when it wants to! Never under my control. Wondering what? Well, this act of being a translator, interpreter, transcriber anything that has to do with interpreting things for people just the way they understand it. Its responsibility!!

HAPPY HOLI!! ( the threats n joys)

I was a little girl, five most probably. She was in Grade one while my sister was smaller still. Face? I don’t remember, nor the dress (which I generally do). But I bet we made a cute gang of three . It was Holi.

We hit a pedestrian with a lola the bossy biggies had given us. I have blurred memories of the event. So, don’t exactly remember if it was the victim or another gentleman but someone came to us and told us“ Baato ma hindirako manchelai hirkaune hunna”. The three of us ran back home,scared vowing “ Abadekhi nahenne hai!” (We won’t do that from now onwards.) Fighters that was what we were but very obedient then (an extremely rare trait in the kids that age these days!). Ha ha ha . That’s my oldest memory of Holi.