Thirsty Capital

Every morning I see a long queue of gallons and containers tied with ropes in front of a public water reservoir. I wonder what are we going to do in a couple of years. The drinking water resources around Kathmandu valley have almost dried. With growing population in the valley and with deep boring plants of various power, ground water is also almost consumed. On top of that multi storied apartments coming up and each of them boasting of 24 hours supply of water, its an alarming sign of even more difficult times coming up.



The capital is becoming thirstier every day. Where are we heading? I fear that the capital might be a dead city in coming years. Its not only the water but also lack of proper sanitation, roads and ill management of solid waste. God forbidden if there is an epidemic, natural disaster like earthquake or fire, what will happen. Why no one is least bothered or concerned about it?


Why the hell can’t we follow any rules?

Yesterday, while going home from work, we were stuck in the traffic for almost an hour. Due to some demonstrations at New Baneshwor area, everything was in complete chaos. The road from Maitighar to Tinkune was jam packed with vehicles. Everyone seemed to be doing what they wanted. Buses, trucks, micro vans, small cars, big cars, motorcycles and even tractors from both the sides were trying to violate the lane descipline. This had resulted in an impossible situation. Few traffic cops were having a tough time to steer away the vehicles. Everyone suffered. Later, some friends revealed that I was lucky to be there for a “mere 45 minutes.” Some, as they said, were stuck for more than 2 hours.

If only the drivers would stick to their lanes and wait for a few seconds, almost ninety percent of the traffic problem would be solved.  But we seem to be in such a hurry that we do not even care for ambulances. It made me think why we can’t follow the rules? Traffic rules should be strictly followed and I think the penalty for violating rules should be more severe. As such the roads are getting more and more congested and the icing in the cake is the mentality of drivers. Those who drive vehicles worth millions of rupees do not have civiv sense worth even a two penny.

One such taxi driver coming in totally wrong side, upon being questioned had told me, “This is Nepal. You can drive however you like sir.” Another crazy example is of a motorcyclist, again coming totally on my lane from oposite direction. My vehicle was stopped in proper side. He was coming in a wrong lane and hit my bumper. Before I could say anything he clenched his fists at me and cursed. If I am even an average lip reader, I could make out he was abusing me with a word which I should not mention here.

I have asked the question to myself several times,
“Why the hell can’t we follow any rules?”

अँध्यारोको आह्वान

एउटा आह्वान सुनियो। ग्लोवल वार्मिंगको विरोधमा अब हामीले पनि आज, शनिवार राति ८:३० बजेदेखि ९:३० बजेसम्म बत्ती निभाउनु पर्ने रे। यो आह्वान गर्नेहरुको बुद्धि देखेर मलाई खित्का छोडेर हाँस्ने हो कि क्वाँ क्वाँ रुने हो भन्ने थाहा भएन।

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भावनाको विज्ञापन

मिति २०६५ चैत्र ८ मा प्रकाशित नेपाल साप्ताहिकको मेरो स्तम्भ “बायाँ फन्को” बाट।

बीस बाइस दिन भएको थियो होला तिनलाई नदेखेको, दुब्लाएर खार्लाप्खुर्लुप्पै भएछन्। लो त भनौं भने नजीकै आएर नहाँसेका भए शायद चिन्न पनि गाह्रो हुन्थ्यो होला। अनि उनले केही दिन अघि र खौरेर अलिअलि पलाएको कपाल, टाउकोमा सेतो टोपी र काठमाण्डौंको धूलो र धुवाँले मैलो बनाएको लुगा देखेपछि के भएको रहेछ भनेर थाहा भयो। औपचारिकतावश सोधीखोजी पनि गर्नै परिहाल्यो। केही नभएका उनका बाबु अचानक रुदयाघातका कारण अस्पताल नपुग्दै बितेछन्। कुनै रेकर्ड गरिएको सामाग्री स्वीच थिचेपछि फेरि बजे जस्तो गरेर उनले आफूमाथि आइपरेको विपत्तिको बारे बताए। सम्भवतः यी पछिल्ला केही दिनहरुमा हरेक मान्छे भेटेपिच्छे उनले त्यही कुरा दोहोरुयाएको हुनुपर्छ। अनि अब वर्ष दिनसम्म उनको त्यो पहिरनले हरेक दिन पटकपटक त्यही प्रश्न र त्यही उत्तरको क्रमलाई निम्त्याइ नै रहन्छ। उनले नचाहेर पनि हरेक दिन दिन त्यो पीडा भोगिरहने भए।

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तेश्रो अन्तरा

नेपाल साप्ताहिक २०६५ फाल्गुण २५ गतेको मेरो स्तम्भ बायाँ फन्को मा प्रकाशित

अघिल्लो साता राजधानीमा भएको पलेँटी सांगीतिक शृंखलामा कविवर माधवप्रसाद घिमिरेसँग निकटमा साक्षात्कार गर्न पाइयो । महाकवि देवकोटा र सिद्धिचरण श्रेष्ठ काल र अहिलेको युगका सेतु उनी ९० वर्षको उमेरमा पनि महाकाव्य लेखिरहेका छन्, जुन आफैँमा एउटा चामत्कारकि उपलब्धि हो ।

गीतमा मात्र सीमित भएर घिमिरेको कुरा गर्दा नारायण गोपालले नातिकाजीको संगीतमा गाएको ‘आजै र राती के देखेँ सपना, मैमरी गएको’ उल्लेख्य मान्नुपर्छ । त्यो गीतको दोस्रो अन्तराले भन्छ,

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