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.
2007 was a rather bizzare year. It was a year of life, and a year of death. Of love and of loss, of marriages and then murders…It was unthinkable, unexpected in both good and bad terms of life. It snowed in Kathmandu in Feb 14 , first time in 63 years perhaps to signify all the unexpected things that were to happen later. Still who knew what would unfold, until they did. There was marriage first. And for the first time in life I thought marriages weren’t scary but rather cool. It was and still is a stupid notion but I thought I would really love to get married if we could get so many new clothes!! A very childish thought, I know but that was what we would laugh about in the streets of Baluwatar saying “I want nine pairs of jeans, please find a guy!!” Let me just remember the good things now, there is an entire lifetime however short or long that may be to think of the worst…
Hmm so there was marriage. I observed the entire ceremony for the first time in my life. There was death, I sat through the entire thing for the first time in my life again..no, I think it was the second time. Dreams shattered, hearts broke..I saw the downfall and then the rise too. New dreams were dreamt and the hearts were mended too again with the memories. Happy people don’t create sad memories. They help you find yourself eventually. They guide you and then become a greater part of your lives than they were when alive. You talk more of them, think more of them and even talk to them more often! Still the loss remains but so does the lessons to be lived…You love, you learn. You lose, you learn. You live and you learn.
But here, I wouldn’t like to deal with all the stuff I learnt but only a few, moreover with this entry I would just like to digitize my 2007 in the shortest and most effective way possible. Only little bits of the entire thing, so that for the rest I will have to come back to Grade 16 memories and think of the details 🙂
Let me begin with whatever comes into my mind; hope it is coordinated later….
Best Get-together: Arti, me, Ku and Dhare in Java
Best Cup of Coffee: Borderland Resort
Most interesting people I met: Dan Wright aka Dan Bahadur Upadhyay!, a guy in the American Library, Binesh Katuwal ( on the way to Gorkha), Poojan Aryal and Bikash Kunwar ( Gorkha), Sita Pun ( Gorkha), Ronald and Jostein ( SRHR Conference), an American lady at the Korean film festival
Most inspiring: Krishna Kumari Bhattarai, Sita Pun
Biggest Regrets: Meeting him, Writing only two articles in ONE YEAR
National Youth Assembly
National Conference on Sexual and Reproductive Health Rights
National Conference of Women Journalists
Best date with myself: Coffee and Parathas on the terrace of Hotel Gorkha Bisauni, Lying down underneath the trees in Nagarkot for 2 hours
Coffee n parthas in Gorkha
Most romantic walk: Fagu Poornima, walking from Jadibuti till home at 8:30 in the evening
Saddest moments 😦 : Flight from Narita to Bangkok I felt as if I were returning back to a place where I had no-one though it wasn’t the flight to KTM…n of course I got a lot of other people in life too, but again that’s exactly how I felt, the multitude of people I know couldn’t stop me from feeling that
Sweetest SMS received: Interpreterji, how do u say “ma timlai samjira6u in English? 🙂 hamlai pani intrprt garidinus na!! (March 7, 2007, 17:22:36)
A dear friend accompanied me to Pasupati on her death anniversary,
J stayed by me when I was in utmost physical pain,
S sat by me on the last field trip,
K took me to Snow Man’s for a caramel cake treat and then we three enjoyed the sights and sounds of Thamel riding on a bike
K brought me home made food (on a goddamn hungry day)
A Big Heartfelt Thank You to you all!
Wore Kurta THRICE (vibrant colors like orange, green and Pink!)
Did these for the First Time:
Said NO to a person for the first time in my life!
Chased a harasser and yelled an explicit word in public
Traveled alone with a guy
Flew on an aero plane
Touched the Ocean
Rode on a motor boat
Dates I will never forget:
Feb 14, 2007
March 19, 2007
May 20, 2007
Worked Hardest: On an assignment on Situational leadership and a Proposal Writing term paper
Best Comments: Maam said I could do a PHD seeing my presentation for the subject Urban Planning (It wasn’t that good so I was wondering what degree I would be awarded if it had more focus!! LOL)
Best Book I came across: The World Is Flat
Best Movie Watching Experience: Ekalavya, Life In a Metro, Taare Zamen Par, Chak De, Die Hard 4.0
The Only Nepali I watched: Paridhi ( based on the real life story of a bar dancer)
Most danced in: I hate how much I love you ( Ne-yo & Rihanna)
Most cherished: What’s Love Got to do (Tina Turner) – though a very old number
Songs that touched me: Home (Daughtry) esp. the line “Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it all”…. (A lot many but not remembering them at the moment)
Right Song, Right time: I feel the change…flight from Bangkok to Narita…
Lines of songs I often hummed walking on streets:
रिस्ते तो नही रिस्तो कि परछाइया मिले
ए कसी भीड हे बस यहाँ तन्हायियाँ मिले
( OST Life in A Metro)
(I unknowingly started humming this song after watching the breaking news of Benazir’s death too, the killing reminded me of D…May their souls rest in peace)
और तो सब कुछ ठीक हे लेकिन,
कभी कभी ये चल्ता फिता शेहेर अचानक तन्हा लग्ता हे
कहीँ कहीँ से हर चेहेरा तुम जैसा लग्ता हे
तुम को भुलना पाएगेँ यैसा लग्ता हे
( A gazal )
मनपरेका नेपाली गीतहरु : चिना जाना भएपछि माया बस्दो रैछ छुटिने
बेलामा मुटु दुख्दो रैछ ( Karma Gyalden Bomjon),and “Mero Prarthanama” By FAITH
Sexiest voice: Chad Kroeger 🙂
Interesting dialogues on men and life:
जिन्दगीमा दुईटा कुरा मात्र पाइन्छ बोका , अनि त्यो नभए चाहिँ धोका ।
हैन , ग्वाँक र बोका बाहेक अरु खालका केटाहरु संसारमै पाइन्न कि क्या हो ?
(Told by someone who doesn’t want to be named here)
Learning on Men from Pokhara N Gorkha trip : By and large men are bokas by nature but then all men are not BOKAS and all BOKAS are not Men!
Learning on Men in General: Lonely men are dangerous! Stay Away From Them! Run if you can!
Hmm but women are no less, I admit to the fact. A soft-mellow voice, innocent face, intelligent looks could hide a foul heart. Well, men you need to do some background studies on women before falling for them too! You can all be easily fooooooled! You guys get so entangled in the looks and the supposedly intelligent talks that you never know when you get shot through the heart!
Lots of lessons learnt I see…but the biggest one is Life’s too short to hold grudges against anyone therefore forgive and forget. But again life’s too precious to entangle with people, knowing whom, you are nothing but disturbed. Thereby, let go of them too. Some people are best forgotten, others left unknown but few are worth the memories…very few , so be with the ones who want to make memories with and stay happy. Good bye 2007, I know I will often come back to you to remember a million things but that’s future. The present is that you are leaving…leaving for good. And I believe as always, the best is yet to come…..
Wishing All the blog readers a Very Happy New Year 2008!