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Grieving for a Friend


Well, New Year didn’t bode well for me? I say I think I didn’t celebrate New Year in the manner generally expected or people normally do. Didn’t go for a hike (or a trek, my favorite pastime); didn’t have no eating binge; didn’t visit any temples – as people customarily do on this occasion; didn’t make no phone calls to none – which also is another normal during such occasion; didn’t indulge myself in nothing sort of whatsoever. I say now New year didn’t quite like it.

Well, one of my friends got terminally ill. Very recently. Who you call your friend? There could be a thousand different definitions of a friend. We have heard there was a very intimate friendship between the great king of Punjab Maha Rana Pratap and his steed. Lord Krishna and Arjuna, a legendary archer but otherwise an ordinary man, were also great friends. King Birendra, as hearsay puts it, had a special inclination towards one of his British-built Landrovers. In fictional worlds, too, we can find many of such ‘unusual’ friendships. For instance, in George Lucas’ Star Wars world, Captain Han Solo and his hirsute anthropomorphic sidekick Chewbacca are inseparably close (so in deep amity). Captain Nemo and his own-built Nautilus as mentioned in Jules Verne’s sci-fi are also the epitome of a great friendship.

What do all these speak of? Friendship is feeling, or rather deep feeling, and it doesn’t necessarily entail friends from same species, status, recognition, etc. A sentient being can develop a feeling towards an inanimate object. But for this to happen, that inanimate object must also in some way interact with that being. Here, interaction can include being useful, being helpful in need, in want, apart from merely responding to the other party.

Well, some nine years back, my family, particularly my big brother, presented me with a 2.1 subwoofer system from Creative Lab Inc. At first, I didn’t value it much even though it was a novel addition to my existing audio system. But slowly over time I began to develop kind of a feeling, a connexion towards it. It’s small, of convenient size (convenient enough to accommodate on my table) and I connected it to my computer purely for song and movie purposes. It produced so deep a bass and so crisp a high frequency sound that whoever visited my study couldn’t help but admire it. Not only that, I loved its body, its outlines. Finely designed body, finely assembled parts and equally fine its overall architecture. Yeah, it’s beautiful. It’s muscular, strongly built. It lay astride the computer so whenever I would be using the computer I would be facing it, looking at it, too.

So how this inanimate thing drew me closer? Well, this is the very audio system that whetted my appetite for foreign music especially Black music- rap, hip hop, R & B, etc. I didn’t know before then who 2pac, Rick Ross, Snoop Dogg, Kanye West, Dr. Dre – some of the great names in rap and hip hop scene – etc. were. Even if I knew, I had only a little taste of their music. All those years I kept growing (in musical sense) with it and we happened to develop a very close relationship. Music, movie and it were synonymous (to me) as I seldom listened to music and watched movie on a medium other than this. Humphrey Bogart, James Stewart, John Wayne, Spenser Tracy and other great Hollywood actors and their great act came to my acquaintance right through it. Since my childhood, so far I know, I was not outgoing type and so spent most of my time indoor with such different objects as radio, TV, cassette player, magazines, etc. To borrow the words of Pundit Jawaharlal Nehru, my childhood was, like his own, very sheltered and uneventful. This could be the reason why I developed a sort of affinity (or intimate connexions) with some of the objects and articles at my home.

Creative Lab Inc.'s 2.1 subwoofer system

Yeah I took it to a repairman. My dear thing was forcefully loosened, opened and then checked over. During the process, it incurred a great deal of bruises, snapping and abrasions. I had to put up with all those manhandling of my dear friend! But the repairman was no audio expert. Most of our repair jacks lack expertise on their fields and they fail to make fine distinctions. He couldn’t repair it. Nor others will as I think as I visited a few repair shops to no avail. Maybe it’s gotten old like I myself and needs to rest now (after years of service).

My dear little friend has indeed got me forever indebted. But it pains me to say that I couldn’t get him in his previous health and condition.


Long Spell of Hibernation

Well, returning after a long spell of absence has its own charms and singularities too. This, this very blog, was my refuge built in the most depressing and blackened times and it is where I would find solace and comfort (from? I know you know).

I’ve moved on, I don’t say quite far ahead, but have also yet to find a clear road ahead. I’m, however, sure for one thing: I’d continue spilling myself onto these pages anew. The hibernation is not completely done with but it won’t be long before I start clacking (the keyboard) prolifically!

तिहारको शुभकामना

तिहार शुरु भईसकेको छ . सबैमा तिहारको शुभकामना !!!

Pushing the Envelope of Vulgarity

Kishore Nepal of Nagarik Daily thinks he’s been doing a decent job as editor-in-chief of raunchy weekly Shukrabar? Maybe this poor little old man might have read one or two of Playboy magazines in his youth and perhaps had jerked off too while drooling over the pictures of women in the buff. So he wanted a Nepali version of it. Maybe even more.

Kishore Nepal’s dirty tabloid Shukrabar is what demonstrates the sign of degeneration of Nepali media and society altogether. Go grab it from the nearby kiosk and you cannot help but acknowledge that it’s not only raunchy, but far dirtier than any men’s magazine is possible such as Playboy. No monitoring, no censorship. It’s an etiquette that breast nipples are not shown in nude pictures unless otherwise. Shukrabar is neither a R-rated tabloid nor a magazine like Playboy, yet it’s been churning out such pictures even without nipples obscured. Why’re the fucking Information Ministry and other regulatory bodies condoning such vulgarity in media?! Poor we, we ourselves are happy wallowing in the decadence of our degenerated mind and society.


I sleep for not more than four hours. When one is riddled with problems, a good night sleep becomes a far off thing. It’s said, an adult must sleep at least for 6 hours. But it’s been a long while I’m short on that minimum regimen. No problem.

How Does a Train Look Like?

Have you seen a train?! Maybe only on films, TVs etc., not in real life unless you’ve visited abroad or at least India.

It’s been more than 150 years since the first passenger train came to operation in Europe. Now the railway is a major means of transportation all around the world. Yet, we Nepalis are nowhere near using the train for our daily travel even after this long.

The only railway in Nepal, dilapidated Janakpur Railway, is more a demonstration than for a real purpose.  Moreover, it covers only a few area (in Terai). And it’s not even operating—it’s already been long– because of mismanagement and corruption.

Well, constructing railroad in our mostly rugged hills and mountains is certainly difficult and it demands a lot of technical expertise and budget. It’s beyond our tiny, fledgling economy. But it could have been constructed at least in the plains of Terai with ease. Connecting the whole Terai from east to west with the railway could have been a major achievement towards national development. Travel would be faster and much cheaper than by bus and air as railway is the cheapest (and also relatively safer) means of land transportation.

I’ve heard Baburam Bhattarai government is spending a good sum of money for railway development in the new budget. If so, let’s give a big clap to Mr. Bhattarai!

Why Charging a Mobile Takes a Whole Day in Pokhara

Pokhara is only good for viewing mountains and peering in awe deep down into the wonder of Seti river gorge.

Not good for living despite its best and temperate climate.

Because electricity is never regular here. It’s always been intermittent except for load-shedding months. You can hardly have a few hours with steady power supply in Pokhara in rainy months when, ironically, load-shedding is supposed to come to naught.

Because of this irregular and intermittent supply of electricity, there’s always chances of damaged electrical/electronics equipments and other home appliances. What if I sue fucking NEA as some of my equipments have been partially or completely damaged (cos of this irregular power supply)?!

NEA motherfuckers in Pokhara must have been behind this.

Happy New Year!!!

May this New Year bring peace, prosperity and happiness to everyone. Happy New Year 2069!!!