Thursday, March 26, 2009

शान्तिको गीत !!

आउ म तिमीलाई गाउन सिकाउँछु
मानव सभ्यतामा बज्न छोडेका धुनहरु
त्याहाँ पाउने छैनउ अनुदार शब्दहरु
मानवले मानवलाई नै सुम्पिने निरासाहरु
आउ तिमीलाई म गाउन सिकाउँछु
यो संसारले भुलेका पाठ्हरु ।।

बाटो बाटोमा कुल्चिएका फूलहरु
मरी मरी पनि सुगन्ध छर्ने तिनका परार्थहरु
झरीले कुट्दापनि विचलित नहुने धैर्यताहरु
हावाले उडाउँदा पनि नमेटिने तिनका कणहरु
आउ आज तिमीलाई म गाउन सिकाउँछु
कर्तव्यबोधका केही पाठ्हरु ।।

भुलिदेउ इतिहासका गाथाहरु
मानवले रचेका ति नरसंहारहरु
थुनिदेउ खुकुरी त्यो थन्क्याइएको दापमा
जलाइदेउ पालिराखेको आडम्बरहरु
आउ तिमीलाई म गाउन सिकाउँछु
बुद्द्दका हराएका आवाजहरु ।।

मेरी आमा

पुराना फोटोहरु हेर्दै जाँदा,
त्यही फोटोमा मेरा आँखा अडिए,
मेरा बुवा र ममीको हाँसिरहेको फोटो,
बुवाको त फोटो खिचिराख्ने बानी छ,
र, उहाँको हाँसो बनाओटी थिएन ।।

तर अचम्म,
ममी पनि हाँसी रहनु भएको रहेछ
उहाँको अनुहार जूम गरेँ
मात्र दाँत देखिएका रहेछन्
मात्रा गाला खुम्चिएका रहेछन्,
बुवाले सिकाउनु भएको थियो
फोटो खिच्दा हाँस्नु पर्छ भनेर
र, त्यो अनुहारले
त्यही हाँसो दियीरहेको थियो ।।

त्यो अनुहारमा त्यो हाँसो सुहाएको थियो
स्वोभाविक हिसाबले,
खुलेर कसरी हाँसोस् त्यो
जसले बाल विवाह भोग्यो,
लोग्नेलाई जागिर खोज्न पठायो,
छोरोलाई खुट्टा लाग्दै शहर पढ्न पठायो,

अनी आफु त्यही रुखो माटोमा कुरी रह्यो
सुखका दिन,
लोग्ने फर्किने दिन
छोरो ज्ञानी भएर फर्किने दिन ।।

मनबाट नै !!


शिरको टोपिमा मात्र हैन,
घरको भित्तामा मात्रै हैन,
सिंह दरबारको गेट्मा मात्रै हैन,
कुनै राजनीतिक दल को अजेन्डामा मात्रै हैन,
मनभित्र पनि हुनुपर्यो
त्यही ढल्न लागेको झन्डा,
स्वोतन्त्र भई
फेरी फर्फराइरहेको ।।

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

ManU Forever!!

Every person has more or less inclination towards the ideologies of some political parties though they may not be totally inclined towards it. I believe myself to be a communist not because I believe or totally understand Marx and Mao but because I grew-up seeing the posters like "Ganatantra Chin" that is to say Republic of China along with those of Madan Bhandari, Jibraaj Aashrit and Manmohan Adhikari in my parents bedroom. So it is the same case with Manchester United.

I grew up among the fellows who would admire David Beckham for his banana freekick, his those beautiful crosses, his good captaincy, and of course his style and personality. Tenzin Tshering, who was most of the times there at my side dreaming of becoming a great soccer star while I was concentrating in studies. He was a Hosteler while I always traveled around 1km to home(Deraa) and school (Kathmandu Valley School, Campion). He would always tell me to bring the pictures of Beckham- both newspaper cuttings and other available posters. That didn't cost much, so I never bothered to get him those pictures. I had to watch ManU matches for his sake. He would ask the match results at the very first meetings. I would obviously cheer United team because I was just watching its performance.

So I watched this club playing for around 2 months just for my friend. It's been 7 years since I'm watching this club playing after then. But after those two months I watched ManU matches for myself. I had a postcard of Liverpool FC since I was a 7th grader. So I has a kind of infatuation with this club too though I largely admire the Red Devils. May be I'm one of those such rare fans. I too enjoyed the LFC winning Champions League. But I rarely care the performance of LFC because I care for Manchester United.

I think I'll support Manchester United forever. Also I don't have any hated teams alike the LFC fans strongly opposing ManU. Ferguson is still doing good job. In fact he's the best coach the world ever produced or will produces in coming years....ManU cheers.... Forever... It rules the world........

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Globalisation and my pals: The Kathmandu Post

(Read from The Kathmandu Post)

Born in a remote village in Nepal, always wondering how it would feel to travel in a vehicle or just to see one, I passed my childhood as an ordinary village boy. As a schoolboy, everyday I used to traverse the distance between my home and school and loved wandering about the rivers. But having recognized the importance of higher education in time, and having faced many hurdles and deprivations in the course of obtaining it, my father did not wait to send me to the capital city to graduate from an English medium school. 

My village pals, most of them now labouring in Gulf countries, could not attain higher education. I am the most fortunate among my contemporaries. I entered the digitising world asking a classmate how to switch on a computer and receiving a look of shock and amusement in return. Few months later, I started surfing the internet. I had a walkman then. Later I was accompanied by Discman, MP3 player and finally the I-pod. 

The weekly one-hour internet surfing has now become an essential part of my life. I do class assignments on the computer. When I am surfing I get wholly transported into another world. I learn about different issues across the globe. I chat with friends studying in Australia and America. I comment on my friends' photos and articles on Facebook. I try to update my blogs with hot issues, articles and eye-catching photos so that the viewers would go through the ads on it. I have a world in front of me. But only few of my contemporaries are privileged enough to access technology as I do. I see many of them learning the basics of computer so that they can find a better job in Malaysia or Qatar. 

Three years ago, my friend Rajkumar was completely amazed when I showed him his portrait and video in my digital camera. Earlier, he used to amaze me by showing tricks on his digital watch sent by his father working as a rickshaw-puller in Letang. He told me the watch was a small television, and I believed him at the time. After all, the privilege of information is not readily available to all in our country. In Kathmandu itself, there are many people who have no access to information technology. Information have-nots still form the greater population of the city. 

Television is still considered a luxury for many people in remote parts of Nepal. The majority of population daily fights darkness with the dim light of lamps. Radio Nepal and FM stations are still the chief source of information and entertainment for most people across the country. At a time when it is impossible to get a higher paying job without knowing internet, my friends in the village still don't have access to it. The gap between the global surge in IT and the IT knowledge of Nepalis remains very wide. Globalisation has missed my old pals.

(Published on 23rd February 2009, The Kathmandu Post)