Saturday, April 21, 2012

One day is just not enough to celebrate you!


It is Mother's day today. I came across this beautiful video (don't want to call it a commercial) few days back. The video honors everything that all moms do to help their children succeed by showcasing the amazing moms behind Olympic athletes at the London 2012 Olympic Games. As I see my mother and everyone else's mothers, I am convinced that the hardest job in the world must indeed be the best job in the world!


Salute to all the moms out there!

Friday, April 20, 2012

Hopeless

They still make me smile
The twinkle in your eyes
The bounce of your curls :)


Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Thesis talk

It's been nearly two years that I have been trying to complete my Postgraduate thesis. I am embarrassed. People who were three years juniors to me post their photos on facebook, all decked up in their graduation gowns and throwing their 'topis.' While I have no desire to wear the gown or to throw my 'topi' in the air, I want to officially graduate and my thesis is the only deterrent. I have completed five research assignments ever since the story of my thesis started, but somehow, I have not been able to put my heart into the project that is so important to meet my academic goals.

My supervisor e-mails me every week to ask me about the progress, my friends push me to work on it, my juniors embarrass me with their degrees. Every month I set a deadline for myself, but I fail to put up with it. So, today, I have set another deadline and I am making this announcement here because I hope that this announcement is going to push me harder. I pledge that I am going to complete my thesis before May 28, the deadline for our much awaited constitution. If I don't do it, I will consider myself to be the same as our 601s.

I hope this is going to be a motivation enough for me.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Nostalgia

Today I am you from head to toe..
umm..
a little above the toe
Makes me nostalgic.

Monday, April 16, 2012

Pretty Boy





For my pretty boy :)

And yes, I finally found a way to upload videos on my blog!!!

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Patched Roads

We are poor, and our roads prove it. Like a poor mother who stitches her children's torn clothes with colorful patches, our roads are stitches every now and then with the black and grey tar. We can't afford new roads. We need to keep stitching the old ones.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

New Year's Eve

On this New Year's Eve, I am going to watch a movie. The movie is called 'New Year's Eve'. It was not a deliberate choice. While trying to find a good one among the hundreds that are kept in stacks, I picked this one without even realizing that it so well synchronizes with today. So, this is how I am going to spend the eve. I think I am going to enjoy it :)

Wish all you peeps a very happy new year 2069!

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Untitled post

It must make you happy
To see me like this
Dying
bit
by
bit.

I wish I could just end this story
Once
and
for
all
And take away that wicked smile from your face .

I know its being mean
but
mean is
what
you
are.

I just wish to give you back
what
you
are
giving
to
me.

Earthquake

I didn't feel it. I was just out of the parking lot, waiting for the lift. Men and women (I didnt recognize most of them) were running out of the six-storey building. It all looked so crazy. And then I saw one girl I recognized from office. She stopped me from getting into the lift. She asked me to run with her. I was perplexed but I complied. Only after reaching out of the building did I learn that people felt a quake here. As I google it now, the tremors were a result of 8.9 magnitude earthquake in Indonesia.

After 15 minutes of chaos, everyone came inside the office, and everyone settled down as if nothing happened. Everybody is scared, but nothing can be done. Mothers want to go back home and check on their kids, children want to be with their parents, wives with husbands, husbands with wives, boyfriends with girlfriends and girlfriends with boyfriends. But they can't. Because it is just 3:15 PM. They have to be at the office till 5:00 PM. It doesn't really matter if their heart is no more in their work. It doesn't matter that they will spend rest of the one hour and 45 minutes hopping from one website to another to find news of what is happening. It doesn't matter that they will use the remaining time to call all their loved ones to know if they are doing fine.

But, what matters is that they are all employees and they have to be here till 5:00 PM to fill their eight-hour duty at work. So, now, I will get back to  my work and be a good employee and shut up. Thank you.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Robbery


NRs 460 for two cups of Latte? 
Are you serious?
This is absolute robbery in broad daylight
And we say petrol is expensive!

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Bandh ko din

Aja 'Nepal Bandh' (this word is absurd. How can a country be closed? funny). But I reached my office on my scooter before nine. Janne bhako.  Jahile yestai ho ma. Scooter is insured (thanks to papaji). Laptop is insured (thanks to office). I am not worth an insurance. Je parla parla bhanera hideko. Dhanna safely pugiyecha!

In search of beauty and joy!








Friday, April 6, 2012

Seven Years in Tibet

I just finished watching 'Seven Years in Tibet'. Its a beautiful movie. It is not just a movie, but a journey. The journey of a man who finds enlightenment, friendship, love, and himself during his experiences in Tibet. The best moments in the movie are the private conversations between Heinrich Harrer (played by Brad Pitt), and the Dalai Lama (played by Jamyang Wangchuk), where they both share what they know best, Heinrich his knowledge of the world, and Dalai Lama his wisdom. During the end of the movie, Harrer, who is portrayed as an arrogant Austrian in the beginning of the movie, confronts his weaknesses in front of the Dalai Lama, and breaks down, and tells him that he misses his son, who he never got a chance to meet, because he left his pregnant wife in Austria to climb the Nanga Parbat.

I am presenting here the snippets of the conversation:

Dalai Lama (DL): We have a saying in Tibet. If a problem can be solved, there is no use worrying about it. If it can't be solved, worrying will do no good. So, stop worrying Heinrich.

Heinrich Harrer (HR): You have to leave. You have to leave Tibet. Your life is at great risk. Forgive my presumptions but I have made arrangements to get you out safely. We should leave right after the enthronement. The Chinese would never expect it.

DL: How can I help people if I run away from them? What kind of leader would I be? I have to stay here Heinrich. Serving others is my path of liberation.

HH: Then I don't go either.

DL: Why?

BP: Because you are my path to liberation.

DL: The Buddha said, 'Salvation does not come from the sight of me. It demands strenuous effort and practice. So, work hard and seek your own salvation diligently.' I am not your son and I never thought of you as my father. You were much to informal with me for that.

Do you think about him?

HH: *Cries and nods*

DL: And what do you think about?

HH: Its not a conscious thought, really. Its just always there. When I crossed Tibet, he was with me. When I came to Lhasa, he was with me. When I sit beside you, he's there with me. I can't even imagine how I pictured the world without him in it.

DL: Then you should go home and be his father.

HH: I know.

DL: You have finished your job with me.

After this conversation with Dalai Lama, Heinrich leaves for Austria, meets his son, and they are reunited after seven years. I feel just too overwhelmed with all the emotions. I will do no justice to the movie with my crappy review. So, you will really have to watch the movie to feel all the emotions, and be a part of the the transformation of a man, his journey from being a Olympian gold medalist to a friend to a father. Now I know why DR loved the movie so much. He was very possessive about the DVD, which remains with me, like a lot of many other things. I am sure he misses it.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Being vile

These days, I have been talking a little too less. I mean I have been talking, but only with my colleagues, about the most boring things, about work, about random things, things that hardly make any sense, most of the times.

I have been craving for some real kind of talking. When I can talk my heart out to someone who knows me, understands me, doesn't judge me for thinking, feeling, and talking the way I would. So, during my leisurely one hour break at work, I called A. We were talking about stuffs, about her new life, about work, about M who is getting married this April, about L who cooks for her husband's family while her husband is busy partying with his friends, and about so many other things. And suddenly, I burst out. While talking to her, I realized how much was buried inside me for such a long time. I realized that the last time I talked to A was weeks back. I also realized that although she knows how vulnerable I am now, she had not bothered to call me for weeks.

So, after sweet nothings, I yelled at her. In fact, I wanted to yell at so many people. I know they don't deserve this. I mean I should know how to deal with my problems. But I just want them to be there to listen to me, be there and bear my rants. I have done this for them, for nth time, always, always. So, of course I expect them to be there when I need them.

There has been so much silence around me that I want some noise. I want loud noise. I want people screaming. I want the screams to be so loud that they would buzz in my ears, that there would no any room for other thoughts. I would like to dance to the wildest of music. I would like to travel anywhere, everywhere.

May be this longing for some talking, some noise, some music, some dance, some traveling must have cause this vileness in me. I don't know if I am sorry for yelling at her. I know I don't need to be. I know she understands.


Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Monday, April 2, 2012

The Crush

I hadn't realized this. The new interface does not show the video icon. Would have loved to upload the first video on my blog :( Anyway, thanks to Youtube for making up to the shortcomings of blogger!

At 2:43 at night (morning???), I am killing time. I watched this short film called THE CRUSH. The lil boy is just too cute. I am sure you will love this!

Watch the film here!