Did I ever mention about the kind of journeys I hate? Let me do so now. This is the exact kind: You know the date, time, venue and itinerary of the days you spend there long before the journey begins and as the days turn into weeks and then to months the excitement (well, for me at least) exists no more!! I am pretty much of an allocentric traveller in that sense though I know it doesn’t apply to pre-travel conditions. I mean I like it unplanned, unscheduled and somewhat unprepared too! Like a call at seven in the evening saying “Want to hit the road tomorrow morning at 6?” and then there I am on the hoot of the bus next morning enjoying the view in Dolalghat heading somewhere near Tatopani. Well, that’s what I called Traveling! No worries about when the journey will begin and no time to think about how much I hate Packing either. When the time is short, you have to do it quick. There’s no time to complain “God! How I hate packing.” and lay on the bed imagining the clothes to fold themselves and get in the backpack either!
Perhaps this journey needs an introduction. Oh yes, it Does! It’s my first outside the country. Second, I correct, India’s the first. It’s Japan this time!! Yuppeee! Well, after that “almost went to London” affair last Jan and well maybe even Davos after that! LOL I am sooooo glad this was no mere “I wish” and not that kind of competition too where my interview began with “Well, lucky to be here without being related to any organization” remark and later ended my European dreams with a polite “You were the second choice” email. It was an experience I agree but SECOND CHOICE! That sucked. First time is a consolation but they don’t say “You never win the silver, you lose the gold” for nothing! After all it was first time I ever dreamt of going abroad. Anyways dreams might be postponed but never unfulfilled. I believe 🙂
So here comes the Ultimate Japan Trip with a lot of First times attached to it. The first flight of my life (I have never gotten on an aeroplane!) Seriously. Though my permanent address explains that I am a “hardcore” pakhe( person from the ‘Pakhas’ or hills) vehicular development is still buses to airplanes for me. I mean when my (well dad’s home actually) only recently had a vehicle airlifted to the place and aero planes were the only means to the outer world till then my experience is limited to merely looking at them flying right in front of my window everyday.
Tyo aakash ma udne bhando kaile chadna paiyena ho vanya? saroooo hatar vaisakyo! Hope you understand the excitement. LOL Now, if it is going to be the first flight you should have figured out the extent of my inexperience! The list is long. I’m excited about seeing the sea. Life has its own way of giving you what you want, doesn’t it? I’ve always wanted to see the sea/ocean (either will do). But never ever thought that it could be some a beach in Japan. Tokyo never figured in my dream list like Tanzania but there it is! Do you get things you never dreamt of? Maybe you do some choices you make, others life makes for you!
Everything has been eventful, from getting the passport to the visa. The officer said,” Sign there.” I did sitting in the premises of District Office, Babarbahal. And I FELT it was my Passport to Freedom. Something within me said that it was Freedom! I thought 10 years and I can go anywhere in the world with this. And at the same time it felt so stupid that we humans had these crazy norms, crazy papers just to travel. I mean can’t we just go anywhere we want. It felt so ridiculous!
3:30 we went to the Japanese Embassy to get our passports, four of us. And as we stepped outside with our prized possessions, we went “YEAH” all at the same time! It was like a voice from within! Her Red Hero Honda Pleasure zoomed in Lainchor, she was telling me” I want to go to Mustang, Gandruk, Gorkha, Manang, Jumla, Humla…” I was feeling the wind on my face and as a bird flew from one of the trees beside the road in Lainchor I felt soo happy thinking that I would soon be flying too!!
Only a day to go now and packing not done though started. I am beginning to get scared now! Meeting our Japanese friends always has me worried. It’s such a strange relationship, could say a stagnant relationship. Maybe it’s the language barrier or maybe it’s just my “unsocial” self most of the times I seem to run out of what to do next or say next to them. Though I have realized that sometimes language becomes secondary and it’s just the attitude that matters. My third partner made me realize that. I mean I have never come across such a wonderful human being. He couldn’t communicate a lot in English but was happy in my company (so was I of course) 🙂 . And he taught me how to use his Digital SLR (most photographers are either too scared or too “lobi” to even let others touch their cameras). So that was something! And he even saw me off as I got on the taxi the last day. I have never come across any guy as gentlemanly as that! Who needs any royal treatment a simple act of kindness will do. Looking forward to seeing him I guess. Hmm, I won’t look forward to anything, expectations always reduce joy. Let’s see what happens.
my first visit to Boudha!( March, 2007)
The trip is an educational program. Eight days is not a long time and six students is not a huge number either. But the plans exist ” ankha farera Japan herne” he he he be back in Thailand and rest the eyes for a day and chill out in Pataya for five more. Let’s see what it feels like to be a “Sun-lust” tourist. K wants to ride the bullet train; S wants to ride on the 1800cc bike! Wow! 1800cc bike has me wishing for the same. What a ride it should make! Speeding in Style. All the time I have spent on the bus stops of Kathmandu checking out bikes on the road should qualify me for the feat! Personally I don’t have any “Want to do list” in Japan but there’s one for Pataya. I want to write a Beach Blog 🙂 .There’s a picture in my head, the sun setting down in the horizon, the dark waters of the sea, the gentle wind and on the spot expression of the experience on MY laptop (I don’t possess any!). The dream is not coming true this time, I already know it. (I don’t plan to buy a laptop). Still, the feeling is strong. I know I will the next time! Just the optimistic me, it is after all just the beginning.
The waters remind me of her. I have already remembered that conversation a hundred times now. Then I had almost rolled down on the aisle of the bus on hearing the crazy wish. Now, it only makes me nostalgic. They were Goa plans. She’d said,” Here is the idea. I wear a pink bikini you were a red one and then we run in the beach!” I had protested about the color and told her “What if some Kantipur reporter is busy roaming the beach, takes our picture and we are in Koseli with the photo caption: “Goa ma masta nepali taruni haru!”(Phool Man Bal had an article on Goa recently published in Koseli then). “Can you imagine yourself in such clothes?” she had asked. Amazes me now but it was the funniest thing I ever heard then. We loooved to be in water! Here’s a happy pic of us in Rapti
In Rapti, ( Fieltrip to Chitwan)
Wish you too experience the joy of seeing the ocean when I do my friend. And together we can feel small beside that vast expanse of water, splash and run…..
Bon Voyage Gang!!
Let’s take a walk together near the ocean shore
Hand in hand you and I
Let’s cherish every moment we have been given
The time is passing by
I often pray before I lay down by your side
If you receive your calling before I awake
Could I make it through the night
Cherish the love we have
We should cherish the life we live…………
Cherish by Kool & The Gang