The Year 2007

The local FMs have started their yearly reminiscences of 2007, so have the television channels so I thought why not do something similar. After all who is going to remember 2007 for what Amy Winehouse or Britney did no matter how many times Hits FM talks of them. Though some events will have a lifelong significance like Bhutto’s death or the constituent assembly elections that never took place every year is in the end a personal thing. I have the habit of remembering things in numbers and colors. Anything from 1992 to 2002 would be which grade I was in. Its always “We were in Grade 1 then, nope 2″. After 2002 would also be the same, that goes on till date. Everything I remember is by relating it to the grade I was studying in. Other than that I remember the colors around me when a certain event took place, the clothes others were wearing and things like that. Now, that Grade 16:) is coming to an end, I wonder how I will remember things that happen next. For now, the habit continues…

Pic by Bikash Kunwar, Gorkha.

मसिर १९ ,२०६४ बुधबारको विवरण :)

“उसले त त्यसो भएपछि आत्महत्या नै गरि, यसले के गर्थी म त त्यसो भनेको कहिले बिर्सन सक्दिन ” ती महिला रौसिएर गफ गर्दै थिइन्। कालो वर्ण , हरियो सारी र सुनले झपक्क ढाकेको कान, नाक र गला। म उनी तिर नै फर्कैर बसेकी थिएँ। रातो ओठको लालीले चाहि मेरो आँखै खायो। गंगबु देखि भक्तपुर हान्निएको त्यो बस सुकेधारामा रोक्यो । एक हुल मान्छे चढे, कोही पनि ओर्लिएनन्।

Flatter World, Heightening Thoughts!

The day began with the sound of the cell phone alarm. (The Kantipur today has a picture of a people carrying a man who fell unconscious Saturday morning due to staying on the line from Friday evening to get the form of Nepal Telecom, Gulmi. There were 7000 people waiting to get the 1500 forms available, the caption reads.) But I didn’t pass out on hearing the alarm. Actually switched it off to wake up at 5:30. Technological dependence nevertheless.