यात्री...

. Monday, November 23, 2009
कुनै अघोषित गन्तव्यतर्फ लम्कदैंछ ऊ
लक्ष्यसंग जम्काभेट हुने आशमा
निरन्तर निसन्देह अघि बढ्दैछ यात्री
निरामय अर्थपुर्ण जीवनको खोजमा।

उकालीसंग चढ्छन, ओरालीसंग झर्छन उसका पाइला
तर हार मान्ने छैन साहसी यात्री
उसका पाइलाका डोबले साथ दिने सहयात्री भेटिन्छिन, छुट्टिन्छन्
तर कसैसंग रिस नराखि सबैको बन्छ ऊ प्यारो साथी।



भोलीको कुनै चिन्ता छैन, न त कुनै भय नै छ,
उसका पाइलाहरुले बाटो पहिल्याउने नै छन्,
पुरातन यात्राको धर्म पछ्याउदैं छौं हामी सबै पनि यात्रीझैं
कुनै अपरिचित अन्तिम विन्दुको पर्खाइमा दिन काट्दै।
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Struggle for contentment (A&P)...II

. Saturday, November 14, 2009
When the conflict between Lengel and Queenie occurs, we see a change taking place in Sammy's attitude. Lengel's harsh and inconsiderate comments to the girls about the store not being a beach and it having upright policies to be followed, makes Queenie blush and justify her existence in the store in her quote, "My mother asked me to pick up a jar of herring snacks."

Sammy, although being the keen observer of the store, hears her voice closely for the first time which makes him realize that she is not just a confident and physically attractive girl, but a person full of emotions who gets offended by degrading remarks. There is a change in his perception towards Queenie from a mere captive physical object to a person when Sammy says, "Her voice kind of startled me, the way voices do when you see the people first, coming out so flat and dumb yet kind of tony…" He begins to compare Queenie's family and his, and idealizes hers as a wealthy and blissful one, where all the members gather and drink, having a great time together while he says, "Her father and the other men were standing around in ice-cream coats and bow ties and the women were in sandals…" However, while he carries on with his cheery imagination about Queenie, Lengel arrogantly refuses to drop the stressful conversation, focusing on the store not being a beach and giving them his "sad Sunday-school-superintendent stare." He continues to embarrass them stating that the policy of the store is to allow only decently dressed customers. Sammy, this time wants to protect Queenie, not just as an attracted teenager, but as a thoughtful adult. However, Sammy correlates his "sheep" customers, their King Lengel, and their lives as acquiescent and limited to a tedious routine, which has turned them into stolid and slaves of prosaic routines, and decides not to be a part of it. Nonetheless, the society of submissive organs would take no time to eschew the nonconformist of their herd.

By the end of the story, Sammy has a different perspective of life. He understands that the dissenter of established society and its rules has to go through a harsh time. Although his intention behind quitting his job was to be noticed by the girls and be recognized as their "unsuspected hero", he sticks to his decision even though the girls do not become aware of his heroism and leave the store. He risks his established job and relation with Lengel, despite being aware of his parents' reaction and the hardships he would have to face outside the exit door of A&P. However, he does not want to be one of the members of the herd of sheep, and wants to stand for his beliefs and freedom. We know this because, though Sammy could have easily twisted the subject as the girls left the store, understanding Lengel's consideration about his job, as he says, "Sammy, you don't want to do this to your mom and dad," he glues to his rebellious decision and states, "I said I quit."


He folds his A&P's identity- his apron named Sammy and drops it on the counter to walk out of the mere congregation of dummies. He agrees to Lengel's warning that he would regret for the rest of his life and would have a hard time and compares the condition of insurgents with the children being shouted at by their mothers in the parking lot for the candy they demanded for. However, as he gives a glance to his former counter, he sees Lengel working at his place with an inflexible back and checking out the customer, giving inkling that life in A&P would go on without him. We know this when he says, "His face was dark gray and his back stiff, as if he'd just had an injection of iron…" Nonetheless, we see that he moves out with a realization of the hardships he would have to face as the punishment of his standing against the conventional conviction of the society in his quote, "my stomach kind of fell as I felt how hard the world was going to be to me hereafter." Hence, Sammy changes from a typical immature teenager to a person who decides his path against the dull convictions of the society and follows his own beliefs for his life. He sets an example of how we can have the satisfaction of standing for our beliefs rather than wasting our lives following the determined pattern of the society, while the adversities are inevitable on the chosen path.
The plot of A&P convinces us to drown into our own reminiscences to recognize our personal epiphanies that shaped us into a developed and civilized individual. Sammy, as an immature teenager is depicted as a change seeking personality who takes no time to fight for his credence and go against others’ erroneous act, which I completely comprehend and relate to myself.

Like Sammy, I went through a similar incident at 17 that injected maturity into me and changed my whole perception towards life. While working for an educational institution as a counselor back in Nepal, I went through similar humiliation and discrimination done against the new employees by the existing workers. However, despite of tolerance being a part of my job, I could not take that disgrace for long and renounced my job within a month of my recruitment. My relatives condemned me for being impromptu, impatient, taking an irrational decision, and even decided not to support me in my further decisions. However, only my mother understood the reason behind my decision of not letting myself be submissive towards unethical behaviors and the conventional pattern. Although I knew that I’d barely get a handsome salary like that, I chose my satisfaction and belief not to regret later for not doing what I did then. However, when I recall that incident today I feel liberated and contented for what I did without any regrets, just as Sammy would feel after a certain time despite of the adversities and circumstances on the path of his convictions.
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Struggle for contentment (A&P)...I

. Sunday, November 8, 2009
John Updike is one of the most venerated writers worldwide; his creations sink the readers into their personal reminiscences. I have made an attempt to jot one of his of his most popular youthful stories "A&P" within my critical review. Sammy is a teenager (17) who experiences a radical change in his realization of his values and norms.

As the designed pattern of the society being followed since centuries, every one of us is assigned with some responsibilities and duties it wants us to fulfill. But, what if a member goes against its conviction and decides to follow his own beliefs? Every one of us goes through a sudden and unplanned incident in our lives that changes our mentality and perception towards the society. In John Updike's story “A&P”, the protagonist, Sammy, represents a character who decides to abandon the programmed lifestyle of the society and stand for his beliefs. As he keenly observes the tedious daily lives of people as a cashier in A&P, he decides not to be a follower of their planned lives, but is caught up in conflict between his beliefs and boundaries.


Moreover, his internal conflict is endorsed by the courage of the girls walking into the store in mere bathing suits and their comparison with the submissive "sheep" in the store. Following his heart and belief, he begins imagining his life outside the boundaries of A&P however a little agitated by the demonstration of society's scathing reaction towards the girls' non-conformist action of walking into the store in bikinis. He is undergoing an epiphany by which his view of life is greatly altered.

At the initiation of the story, Sammy is portrayed as a very vigilant, immature, inexperienced, and enthusiastic teenager. He amuses himself by observing and critiquing his customers like the tetchy old lady, who had been watching the cash registers for forty years. Although he works in a store with customers, he is not content with his monotonous and prosaic routine and does not think highly of his customers. We know this because, in the very beginning of the story, he calls his unaware and dull customers "sheep", who acquiesce themselves to their tedious routine and turn blind towards any incidents, i.e., non reactant towards any incident around them. We know this as he states, "I bet you could set off dynamite in an A & P and the people would by and large keep reaching and checking oatmeal off their lists." He further adds his dissatisfaction and amusement, observing their dumb acts of purchasing unnecessary goods, when he says, "What do these bums do with all that pineapple juice' I've often asked myself."

Sammy is not serious about his life and future and is not sure about what he wants; he takes everything as a matter of levity and is not serious about his commitments and responsibilities towards A&P. He is rebellious and longs for change; he takes no time to stand for himself and criticizes people's ignorance about their own dwelling areas. We are aware of this when he says, "There's people in this town who haven't seen the ocean for twenty years." However, he is not free of the stereotypical teenage infatuation and surrenders himself to his physical observation while he describes Queenie's physical attribute as, "long white prima donna legs." He further illustrates his attraction for Queenie and her confidence when he says, "She held her head so high her neck, coming up out of those white shoulders, looked kind of stretched."

However, his immaturity about the girls is revealed in his quote, " You never know for sure how girls' minds work (do you really think it's a mind in there or just a little buzz like a bee in a glassjar?" Hence, all of these instances show that Sammy is a rebellious, nonconformist, and observant adolescent who likes to stand for himself and does not admire the dreary regulations and lifestyle of the society.
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I wish...I wish!

. Friday, October 30, 2009
I wish I could fly high- above the zenith
And not fear of getting my wings truncated,
I wish I would dream of high heavens on the rope
And not be scared of its fragility or getting scattered.

I wish I could close my eyes peacefully
And not be anxious about the dreadful reality,
I wish I could witness freedom lurking around vitally
And not die every moment with realization of bounding shackles.




I wish friendship, not hostility brought people together
And hatred as an alternative of love did not exist,
I wish I could love everybody equally and unbiased
And not be terrified about losing existing vivacity.

I wish I could be oriented and not ambiguous
As a prelude to perfection, I’d move on and ahead,
Nonetheless, things in reality are not apt to my wishful thoughts
Hence, I wish, I wish, I wish and start all over again.
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Reflect or Remorse?

. Monday, October 19, 2009
The view is breath gasping as it always is—so majestic and marvelous that it always transformed my mundane days into remarkable ones. I never wanted to get rid of this place as the first view that struck my mind while recalling my home was this shore and the beach drawing a border between Atlantic waves and the land. I have no grudges against these angry waves roaring as if they’d flood me away, nor the gentle ones just washing my feet; this never ending process of formation and destruction has taught me to live life. Oh! the sea gulls flying around in their own ways, the dunes being piled and minimized, the sun ordained with orange with a bar of clouds abound it; probably this is the only place where nature never gets tired of its daily process.

These waves have always been the witness of every minute change in my life; they have washed my tears into its salty womb while I let them flow as the sorrow of one of my greatest losses-my dearest daddy. I could never have been able to get over the reality of him being no more with us, hadn’t this place taught me how life had to go on. He used to explain about life, love, desires, hardships and ever lesson a human had to learn while in the process of growing up. I could never imagine even in my wildest dreams that someday I would have to stand on this shore lamenting over his loss. Oh no! I do not want to start what life has given me or what it has taken from me at least in this instance. I have always been whining about life- for it not giving me what I desired for. Well, at this moment, I want to dissolve all my feelings into this most beautiful place and its most magical time of the day- oh such a lovely evening!


Why not? Is there any other place where I can analyze about my life as serenely as here and grow optimistic? This is the place where even he abandoned me—the one whom I loved the most after my dad. Such an illusion—I thought he could compensate the hollow part of my life and fill the cavity with love. Well, I was over-hallucinogenic - building fragile dreams over expectations from him. Ever since he went, this place has been witnessing every tear cleaving on the sand meandering through my cheeks, hopes rising with the dawn and fading with the sunset, memories of the good times we spent on the lap of this sea, and the unexpected farewell he bid me.

What shall I say? What am I supposed to think of? Every evening I wait for him to come back running to me and hug me like he used to on this shore. If only I get a chance to tell him that I am still waiting for him in the same place with the bars of my arms open and longing to fill him with him. No, I cannot believe that he won’t return to me-he knows how difficult it is for me without him by my side. He will, he will surely return someday—I know; I have faith in my faith.

The resting sun in the arms of horizon gives me hope- it’s going to sleep for few hours, but it would be back with dawn to its daily service. It will soon be back to bring a smile on my face, to rise with a realization for everybody, and to move on and be optimistic. Furthermore, these waves never get tired-it seems like a mundane prosperity-yet, has a great lesson with every wave; It’s an everyday process- yet, so complete though unfinished…I need to learn something from this procedure as life is so imperfect yet comprehensive…
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Condolence to Sharma Family

. Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Death is never distant from us; in fact, when we closely observe the truth within ourselves, we experience death in every fraction of second. However, when that dreadful moment is triggered by someone else, it becomes a horrendous truth after our disappearance, especially for our loved ones. Similarly, Rabindra Sharma- who had been working in a convenience store (Citgo gas station) in South Carolina and had been residing in US since last five years has been brutally murdered on September 30 for some thousand dollar bills. His wife Yashoda Sharma and his 4-years old daughter is still in Nepal, while his wife was supposed to confront the interview for approval of the green card on 3rd November. Here is the video informing about the spot of the incident:


It is beyond doubt heart-piercing news, and even thoughts about his bereaved family in his absence, make me anxious. We all are struggling with our needs and ambitions in a foreign land; late Rabindra too, had to forfeit his life in the trail towards accomplishment of his fantasies against a stranger’s greed for money.

Let us all join our hands to help his family; there is nothing much we can do individually, but our donations of few bucks can be of great help to the distraught Sharma family.

Please follow the link to donate:
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Second Dashain--Half the Globe Apart...

. Sunday, October 4, 2009
Being away from home hurts--especially at festive celebrations; however, we try to manage to come up with some sorts of merriment to compensate our dejection with distance. As I went through the blogs of my fellow-bloggers and many others on the web, their uploaded videos and pictures of Dashain celebration made me content about their grand revels (though not at home, they tried to follow the essence).Likewise, the students of Nicholls too, organized a small get-together as the Dashain honor. Some of the snaps of our Dashain celebration are uploaded below (though not perfect, it consoled our souls).


(The Yummy Pulaau!)


(just a little guff!)


(Roses for the ladies from a foreigner friend we invited)


(Lets have a haath of Taash! :P)


(Birthday boy-Sharad)



(Golbheda ko Achar!)


(Cauli ko Tarkari)

(Looks Good?)

Please post your experiences of Dashain merriment as comments! Happy Vijaya Dashami (Oops, belated! :))

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A Prelude to Perfection...

. Friday, September 25, 2009
As the interaction with my readers got wider, my blogging journey initiated in 2007 has gained its valuable readers who have helped me improve my flaws and make this bond stronger. As the consequence, I got an opportunity to be interviewed by www.dautari.org, where I was able to put forth some of my opinions and facts about this blogging journey. I am really grateful to all of those who have helped me directly or indirectly to improve and critique my writing till the date. Today, I can jot down my feelings and expressions binding them with appropriate words because of your responses to my juvenile paces towards writing... Thankyou once again!




१) ब्लग दुनियाँमा कसरी आउनुभयो ?
=> ब्लग दुनियाँमा आउनुअघि ब्लग के हो भन्ने कुरा थाहा थिएन । मलाई त ब्लग भन्ने यस्तो अनलाइन मिडिया छ भन्ने पनि थाहा थिएन । जब मैले पत्रिकामा छापिएका ब्लगसम्बन्धी लेख पढेँ, तुरुन्तै ब्लगमा हाम्फालेँ ।
बेलाबखतमा लेख्ने बानी भएकोले, ब्लगलाई नै उपयुक्त माध्यमको रुपमा रोजेँ, अनि ब्लगमा लेख्न थालेँ । समाजमा घटेका घटना, परिघटना अनि आफ्नो दृष्टिकोण आदि कुराहरु लेख्नको लागि ब्लग नै उपयुक्त माध्यम लाग्यो ।

२) उत्तमताको परिचय(prelude to perfection) दिन कति हदसम्म सफल हुनुभयो ?
‍=> पर्फेक्सन भन्ने कुरा या भनौँ १०० प्रतिशत नै भन्ने कुरा त यो संसारमा केही नै छैन । “A prelude to Perfection” पर्फेक्ट भन्न नभई, पर्फेक्सन या भनौँ उत्तमतातिर बढेको पाइला मात्र हो । कति सफल भन्दा पनि कति आफू अगाडि बढ्न सकियो भन्ने कुरा नै मुख्य कुरा हो । समग्रमा भन्दा, पर्फेक्सनतिर चालिएको पाइला नै ‘A prelude to Perfection’ हो ।

३) तपाईँको ब्लग स्पष्ट रुपमा भन्नुपर्दा के मा केन्द्रित छ ?
‍=> यो सम्पूर्णरुपमा आफ्ना विचारहरुले भरिएको छ । घटना, परिघटना, सामाजिक व्यवस्था का बारेमा आफ्नो विचारहरु पोख्ने थलो को रुपमा ब्लग अगाडि बढेको छ । मलाई लाग्छ, म हजारौँ सर्वसाधारण को बोली बोलिरहेको छु । मेरो ब्लगमा पोलिटिक्स का कुरा लेख्दिनँ भन्ने कुनै निर्णय त गरेको छैन, तर पनि बेलाबखत समसामयिक राजनीतिको बारेमा पनि लेख्ने गरेकी छु ।
खासमा ब्लग सुरु गर्दा त म असमानता अनि अव्यवस्थाका विरुद्ध आफ्ना भावनाहरु, निराशाहरु, लेख्ने गर्थेँ । तर अहिले यसो नै लेख्छु भन्ने छैन । ब्लगसँगै धेरै कुरा जान्दै बुझिँदै आइयो, अत: हिजोआज जे लेख्न विचार आउँछु त्यही नै लेख्छु । ब्लगमा कथा, कवितादेखि आफ्ना विचारहरु, राजनीति र समाजका अव्यस्थाका बारेमा टीका-टिप्पणीहरु सबै कुरा समेटिएका छन् जस्तो लाग्छ ।

४) ब्लगको पाठक अन्तरक्रियासँग कत्तिको सामीप्यता राख्नुहुन्छ ?
‍=> अन्तरक्रियाबिना ब्लग अलि खल्लो नै हुन्छ । पाठकबाट आउने प्रतिक्रियाले मलाई लेख्न नै हौस्याउँछ, अनि आफूले लेख्दा सुधार गर्नुपर्ने कुराहरु पनि थाहा हुने गरेको छ । हुन त, केही विषयमा म एकपक्षीय पनि हुनसक्छु, तर त्यस्तोमा आउने फरक धारणाले मलाई धेरै कुराहरु बुझ्न मद्दत गर्ने गरेको छ । ‘ब्लग’ पाठक प्रतिक्रियाबिना चल्न गाह्रो नै छ ।

५) ब्लग ३ वर्षअघिदेखि सुरु गर्नुभएको रहेछ तर ब्लग सामग्री त वर्षैपिच्छे घट्दै छन् नि ?
=> पेसाले विद्यार्थी परेँ, अत: लेख्नको लागि पनि समय निकाल्नुपर्छ । त्यसैले सामग्री कम लागेको हुनसक्छ । तर म नियमितजसो नै लेख्नेगर्छु, कहिले ढिलो कहिले चाँडो त भइहाल्छ ।

६) सभ्यताको परिचय के होला ?
‍=> सभ्यताको परिचय केही शब्दमा भन्न सकिने कुरा होइन । हामीले जसलाई सभ्य भन्छौँ, ऊ सभ्य नहुन सक्छ । सभ्यता भन्ने कुरा हाम्रो रहनसहन र रीतिथितिसँग जोडिएको कुरा हो, यो कुरा स्थानविशेष र जातिविशेषअनुरुप फरक-फरक हुनसक्छ । साँच्चै भन्दा, सबै कुरा छोडेर, ‘मानवता’ नै सभ्यताको परिचय हो ।

७) सफलताको परिचय नि ? सफलता र असफलताको वक्ररेखा कसरी निर्धारण गर्ने ?
=> सफलता र असफलता भन्ने कुरा जीवनका दुई पाटा हुन् । सफलताले अझै अगाडि बढ्न हौसला दिन्छ भने असफलताले अगाडि बढ्न अझै मिहिनेत गर्न हौस्याउँछ । खासमा, असफलता नै सफलताको सिँढी हो । सफल भइनँ भनेर चिन्ता गर्नु र निराश हुनुभन्दा, त्यस असफलतालाई शिक्षाको रुपमा लिएर अघि बढ्दा, सफलता पाउन सकिन्छ जस्तो लाग्छ । समग्रमा भन्दा, सफलता र असफलता दुवैलाई आत्मसात् गर्दै हामी अगाडि बढ्न जरुरी छ ।

८) नारी र पुरुषबीच के भिन्नता होला ? सीमित महिला ब्लगरबीच आफूलाई पाउँदा कस्तो महसुस हुन्छ ?
=> नारी र पुरुष दुवै संसारका सुन्दर श्रृजनाहरु हुन् । संसार चलाउनका लागि नारी र पुरुषमा मानवजातिलाई वर्गीकरण गरिएको छ । नारी-पुरुष दुवै एक-अर्काका पूरक हुन् ।
सबैको आफ्नै काम, कर्तव्य र अधिकार छन्, अनि दुवैको आफ्नै महत्व छ । यो ठूलो र त्यो सानोभन्दा पनि नारी र पुरुष एक-अर्काका पूरक हुन् भन्ने कुरा बुझ्न जरुरी छ । तर पनि नारीहरु केही हदसम्म अवसरबाट बन्चित छन् अनि पुरुषको दाँजोमा महिलालाई हेप्ने नै गरिएको छ । महिलाले पनि गर्न सक्छन् र उनीहरुमा पनि केही गर्न सक्ने खुबी छ भनेर मान्न नसकिएसम्म र अवसरबाट बन्चित गरिएसम्म, यो असमानता कायम नै रहनेछ ।
ब्लगिङको जमातमा केही सीमित महिला ब्लगरहरुबीच उभिन पाउँदा खुसी नै लागेको छ तर पनि आशा छ यो जमात छिट्टै ठूलो हुनेछ ।

९) योगालाई कसरी हेर्नुहुन्छ ?
=> यो आधुनिक र औषधिमय बनेको जमानामा योगा एउटा अचुक उपाय हो स्वस्थ रहनका लागि । हिजो आज प्राय: सबैको बिहानी नित्यकर्म योगा नै बन्दै गएकोले पनि योगा के हो भन्ने कुरा त सबैलाई प्रस्ट हुँदै आएको छ, हैन र ?

१०) निद्रामा घुरेको भिडियो राख्नुभएको रहेछ; निद्रामा घुर्ने समस्यासँग कत्तिको परिचित हुनुहुन्छ, केही रमाइला-नरमाइला घटना छन् कि ?
=> त्यो भिडियो साँच्चै रमाइलो थियो । घुर्ने समस्यासँग म त्यति परिचित छैन, अनि अहिलेसम्म त्यस्तो घटनाहरु सामना गर्नुपरेको पनि छैन ।

११) ब्रेन ड्रेनले नेपाललाई कत्तिको पिरोलेको छ जस्तो लाग्छ ?
=> ब्रेन ड्रेनले साँच्चै पिरोलेको हामीलाई । धेरैजसो युवाहरु विदेशिनुको कारण पनि यही नै हो । देशको अवस्था, अस्थिर राजनीति अनि भ्रष्ट नेतृत्वको कारण युवाहरुमा निराशा बढ्दै गएर, ब्रेन ड्रेन को समस्याले नेपाललाई गाँजेको छ ।

१२) अन्य ब्लग कत्तिको सयर गर्नुहुन्छ ? राम्रा-नराम्रा पक्ष केलाइदिनुहुन्छ कि ?

‍=> प्राय: फुर्सदमा म ब्लगहरु पढ्ने गर्छु । यही नै पढ्छु र यसकै ब्लग पढ्छु भन्ने त छैन, तर पनि फुर्सदमा विभिन्न व्यक्तिहरुको ब्लग पढिरहेको हुन्छु, केही नयाँ कुरा थाहा पाइरहेको हुन्छु ।
अनि ब्लगमा कमेन्ट गर्नका लागि मात्र कमेन्ट गर्ने प्रथा चाहिँ मलाई मन पर्दैन । प्रतिक्रिया दिँदा, लेखिएको कुरालाई एकपटक आफ्नो आँखाले विश्लेशण गर्न सबैलाई आग्रह गर्छु । यहाँ त प्राय: ब्लगरले जे लेख्यो, त्यसमै हो मा हो मिलाएर एक लाइनको सस्तो प्रतिक्रिया दिने गर्छन् । यो कुरा चाहिँ मलाई ब्लगमा कहिलेकाहीँ बिझ्ने नराम्रा पक्षहरु हुन् ।

१३) फुर्सदमा के गर्नुहुन्छ, व्यस्ततामा के गर्नुहुन्छ ?
=> भनिहालेँ नि, फुर्सदमा ब्लग पढ्ने गर्छु । वेबसाइट सर्फ गर्‍यो, ब्लग पढ्यो । तर धेरैजसो समय चाहिँ क्लासको एसाइन्मेन्ट गर्दैमा बित्छ ।

१४) तपाइले दौँतरीलाई के सुझाव दिनुहुन्छ ?
=> दौँतरीको काम प्रशंसनीय छ । विभिन्न व्यक्ति अनि उनीहरुका पृथक् धारणाहरु एकै ठाउँमा समावेश गरिएकोले पनि, एउटै विषयमा धेरै कोणबाट गरिएका विश्लेषणहरु पढ्न पाइन्छ, त्यसैले पनि मौका मिल्दा दौँतरी पढ्ने गर्छु ।

१५) तपाईंलाई भन्न मन लागेको तथा मैले सोध्न छुटाएको त्यस्तो केही कुरा छन् कि ?
=> सबै कुरा नै भनिसकेकी छु जस्तो लाग्छ । त्यही पनि अन्तिममा भन्छु, दौँतरीले सबै नेपाली ब्लगरहरुलाई समेट्न चालेको कदम प्रशंसनीय छ । दौँतरीलाई बधाई एवम् शुभकामना

P.S: Thankyou Mr. Nepalean and Dautari for letting my information occupy your space and showing interest in my blog and writing...

Access to the interview page : http://www.dautari.org/2009/09/blog-post_08.html
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Dearest mom...

. Saturday, September 19, 2009
Dear mom,

Since formality never drove our relationship, I will not ask the formal interrogations about how you are or how the weather is, neither how you pass your days, nor how the surrounding is moving on. I know the answer to all of these formalities that your days are not the same as they used to be—you miss me, squabbling with me remaining aloof with the society, entertaining both of us in our own little world.

Instead, the only thing I want to tell you is-- I miss you terribly, your absence just hurts too much, my dearest mother!

I miss your each and every quality that made u my venerated mom. I miss the first stroke on my forehead as I woke up—that you did never knowing that your daughter could ever grow up. I miss your unconditional support and boundless trust on me that made me feel responsible. I miss everything about u- not for a specific quality or a purpose; I miss the time when my frustration would just vanish when you’d let me put my head on your lap and explain about what happened. There are just so many things I wish I could talk to you about and feel the same magic that gave me the courage to go on. I wish, I wish and I wish- but the reality is just too pinching mom- I’m growing up to face the world—and it’s without you by my side to fill up the same alacrity within me…

…too many things to jot down and too less words to bind my respect and love for you; so in a simple sentence--I really miss you!

P.S: Happy Vijaya Dashami to you all!

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An Expedition Towards Self-discovery (II)

. Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Chris McCandless represents today’s youths in many ways; he is equally enthusiastic and quizzical, and the nonconformist urge within himself is the fuel for almost all of his activities. Today’s youths have a tendency towards exploration of meaning and purpose of lives, significance of their existence on the earth, and answers to whether or they are in the right place, and working for what they are meant to accomplish. However, Chris is extremely determined to achieve his goals, and is resolved to walk on the path his soul led him to—to experience the real life in the lap of nature; he worked diligently to support himself to pave his path towards his goal of self-discovery in Alaska.


( Into The Wild)

His frustration against the materialistic possession endorsed by his passion of communion with nature in the most natural form is highlighted in his quote, “ I don’t want to know what time it is. I don’t want to know what date it is or where I am. None of that matters” (7). He does not believe in the values of provided facilities and detests the civilized and furnished life that hinders an individual from living his life the way he wants to. He desires for a challenge that would endorse his interpersonal enlightenment and understanding, and therefore accepts the confront his odyssey bare-footed without his Datsun that was swept away as his mood is explained in the quote, “Instead of feeling distraught over his turns of events, moreover McCandless was exhilarated” (29).

We witness that one of the factors that endorses Chris’s determination, is his rage against the rules and regulations that bounds an individual with statements of organization. He does not like to instructed about what he should do; he believes that on is capability of making decisions for himself, and does not tolerate his parents directing his path as he says, “I’m going to divorce them as my parents once and for all never speak either of those idiots as long as I live” (64). He likes to accomplish his tasks in his own ways and does not want any intervention of any rules in his way of life; he does not surrender his desires to the rules that obstruct his way to his destination. However, he is not antisocial and treats all of his peers in the most amiable way, he had friends who loved him and even those he met on his way got along with him very well. Nevertheless, his intense ideology of freedom never let him respect any regulation, which is clarified in his saying, “ Hell no…how I feel myself is none of the government’s business. Fuck their stupid rules” (109).

Although as Chris McCandless’s journey was disparaged as a foolish and suicidal one as it was unveiled to the public, I personally comprehend his passionate urge to discover the meaning of life. Similar to his case, when I notified my parents that I wanted to live my life on my own away from home to pursue my degree abroad, I was criticized and condemned for my foolish and unreasonable decision. However, when I did not waver from my resolution and accumulated all my courage and determination to accomplish my aim, I finally succeeded to initiate a step towards the achievement of my goal. Nonetheless, like it was not easy for Chris to continue with his journey to meet his “ultimate freedom” (163), and he finally had to breathe his last without a chance to share his experience with the world, mine too is full of obstacles. However, I am happier and a better person away from all those authoritarian rules and instructions to run my life; I am satisfied that I followed my heart, similar to Chris who died contently in the arms of nature as the quote “Chris McCandless was at peace, serene as monk gone to god” (163) explains his mental state while he embraced the truth of his death.

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