Imagined our way through childhoods.

''Mum, I'd be back in a bit."

"Finish your homework first... Shailesh, come back before dinner."

     Fuck Facebook.  Outside… the original source of social networking! Ahhh... Kids today could probably learn a lot from putting technology aside for a second or two and getting out to enjoy the outdoors like we did growing up. They (as in parents) would call our names out on top of their voices, time and time again, to come inside for supper or a bath. Scarred, bruised and  heavy hearted (in fear of mumsies shouting at us), we'd return back home.
     I guess, outdoors was safer place back then. Man we sure would climb that guava trees only to be bashed later by Yamuna auntie (Oopsy! had to name), adopt those mongrel dogs (and would give 'em some weird local names Kaale, Khaire, Nakaale, Haku), fight for cheap bets. And as for our imaginations! Oh boy could we have fun with a piece of wood. I remember once I had this round metal. I'd play with it and turn deaf ears to my mum's protest for days. Later, my dad had to take it away (turned out it was a door knob). I was so upset. It was shiny and metallic and all the other kids wanted one. We just imagined our way through our childhoods and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
     And don't even let be begin about outdoor hiking and mini picnic. As I look back, am glad those things happened. I don't remember watching Jurassic park at home (actually, I do. Hello it's like my ultimate favorite movie). I don't remember playing video games with my cousins (don't recall much). But I remember how we promised each other among our friends to run through the graveyard at night (and we did and I was terrified), I remember how one of our friends was bullied and most importantly how we took his side and fought valiantly, I remember I fell into... (am such a motormouth. Shall not and will not discuss where I fell), those midnight ramblings on the balcony, phewww!!!
     Much on contrary, kids now days flash their motion sensor kits, PS3's, X-box. I'll bite my tongue and that admit these amenities are pretty darn cool but they've no idea that they are denying the "making of wonderful memories" they'll cherish later in their life. I just hope they get the chance to balance it out after all we meet real friends out in the wild and not while down with wire. And you Facebook addicts and Tweetaholics garb on to your sanity and just balance it out. I'll try to do the same. Until then how about organizing a picnic. Or else Friday night getaways. Do me a favor and get DRUNK while at it. Tell me how it was :)

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Donkeys would have done a better job!

     "The worst illiterate is the political illiterate. He hears nothing, sees nothing, takes no part in political life. He doesn't seem to know that the cost of living, the price of beans, of flour, of rent, of medicines, all depend on political decisions. He even prides himself on his political ignorance, sticks out his chest and says he hates politics. He doesn't know, the imbecile, that from his political non-participation comes the prostitute, the abandoned child, the robber and, worst of all, corrupt officials, the lackeys of exploitative multinational corporations." - Bertolt Brecht.
     Wise words. I hear "I hate politics" a lot. I read "Politics is a dirty game" a lot in self introductory write-up section on Facebook and what not. Display of talent might not make you cool but expressing, "I hate politics" might just do the trick. Am done reading the idiots for whom politics is only "a dirty game" and full stop. I agree, politics is not at all the lucrative job that people look up to especially in our part of the world. And who do we blame? The one playing the game or the ones turning a blind eye to it all?
     One teacher in my school had once told us, "there can be one bad doctor in the system. He might mess up some lives but number is still ignorable but the bad doctor (oh'boy) will go onto destroying the country." And as fate would have it the ones ruling the county right now are donkeys (correction : Donkeys would have done better job at it). They've proven not only incompetent but embarrassing all at the same time. I remember watching this video where this woman says "reproductive" instead of "republic" in an international forum. Had it been a blunder I would have been forgiving but they just sent a wrong person for the job (when we all know that the right ones ate still unemployed and desperate). Auntie'ji, I appreciate your effort but do me a favor and stick to Nepali next time instead of English. You can barely pronounce the name of the country and you are onto representing the country. I highly doubt it.
     I hate it when some politicians open their mouth. They are neither well spoken nor can they charm me with their ideas. If its up to me I'd flush them down the poo hole for good. The news baffles me too. Political news should be about future, about plans, about tomorrow. But not ours. Noway. Its more like a gossip channel. What happened yesterday, who said what and angered whom. Shove it down your back side bitches.
     I like Rajesh Hamal because he is educated re. I understand his well spoken-ness charms you all. But he is an actor for crying out loud. His degrees doesn't make him a good actor. I wonder if they've watched his movies (let alone one movie) to deduce that he's their favorite actor. Its like saying Shailesh is the best architect (if you see me designing some buildings - would love to) when I've been educated to be a doctor. The education must fit its domain. Babu Ram Bhattarai might be educated but is he really? Is he really educated to be a politician (???). The point is there ain't any fit people for the job. At least the one who stands out. 
     Its like all the politicians are in the car (lets say Lamborghini), they know how to drive, road is long and clear, people are cheering for them. But why aren't they driving? They chose to play dumb or worse considers us dumb. Instead of driving they chose to take a nap. Hence, the frustration among people. Can't they see what days and months of protest have led us to. And they did the worst of all things recently. They've started and fuelled the civil violence and possible out break of civil war. We are Nepali first and those jackasses need to come back to their senses or commit suicide. Once one of 'em promised to make Nepal into Switzerland in the matter of few years. Seriously??? Just show me the progress - no matter how small. I don't need Switzerland or the Wonderland. I'd better stop now. I am far off the topic and ventilating my anger out. I make no sense (I know), spare me :)

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Jumping into the DARK!!!

     If you asked me last year where I saw myself in a year, I would tell you that this wasn’t it. Everything I am right now is nothing like I thought I would have been. The way things are in general are nothing like I thought they would be. I've been meaning to blog. For starters, blogging form the self proclaimed "middle kingdom (China)" isn't exactly an easy job. Its tedious and time consuming. It has blocked the blogging stratosphere and one needs to use proxies and VPN's to filter through. And also my personal life has turned upside down (for good). Relations have been defined and there's just too much happening and too many things to write about. I opted the easy way out by letting the time take its course. And "Cross the bridge when you reach there" theory has been working out just fine with me.
     Going back to the main topic, as I said, I could never have foreseen what was about to happen in my life. Destiny took its course and now I marvel at how life does its best not to cease you off of serendipity's. Few years back I had to let some people go. To see people I couldn’t live without walk away from my life (for the reasons utterly important and undeniable) wasn't an easy thing. But tables turned. I met few of those people just few weeks ago and I realized resilience has taken its toll. I'm deplete of any feeling for them. I don't feel anything. It was like the churned up old thoughts that had settled in the manner of the sediment to the bottom of the pond. And of friendships. To see the true friendships finally be revealed. Seeing time fly by in the blink of an eye and feeling like nothing ever changes. Feeling like everything has stayed the same throughout these days, yet looking back to this exact time last year (or year before that), everything is different.

     And if you multiply the years backwards, you'll see that life has turned out really different from what you had planed out of it. People you wanted to hold onto lost touch eventually. Heart broken and fixed. Lost love and found it again. Still confused in regards to what you want to do with your life. Well these are usual symptoms posing as a common denominator in each one of our lives (part and parcel of being a human). You look into other peoples life as a spectator, stalk their Facebook profiles. You think they've figured out everything. That they are the happiest beings alive. Well get this straight it's the voluntary deception of the top order. People only post happy and pretty pictures. I mean who'll post the fugly pictures of themselves?
     There is no person in the world who is made to handle every punch that’s thrown at them. We aren't made that way. In fact, we’re made to get mad, upset, sad, be hurt, stumble and fall. We aren't supposed to be able to handle everything. But that’s what makes us stronger in the end, by learning from the things that hurt us the most. Yes, I was taught to look before I leap, but I was also taught a little something about fun and adventure. Every now and then you just have to dive into a situation head first, without looking too hard. Maybe you’ll crash and burn, or maybe it’ll be the best thing you’ve ever done. My life is nothing like I planned 5 years ago and I deduce that 5 years from now it won't be anything like am planning it be. So, might we all jump in a dark and figure out whatever it is to be figured later? Aren't we all supposed to believe and do what makes sense to us? What makes sense to me might be weird for you. So, be it. We aren't the standardized, processed cookies meant to look, taste and feel the same. Exercise your liberty and stay insanely happy. Hasta luego blog buddies.

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