Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Wayne Mark Rooney - Farewell to a Legend

Dear Wayne, it was Euro 2004 that I first got the glimpse of you. As a England fan (thanks to David Beckham for both club and country support), I was watching you (the 18 year old kid)  play for the first time as a 13 year old kid myself. As you scored two goals against Switzerland, I became your fan instantly, secretly wishing to see you in United's colour. Two months later, my wish came true and you were the most expensive teenager in Britain's history. What a signing you were.

David Beckham made me watch football and support United. But it was you, Wayne, who made me fall in love with this game. You were talented, passionate, hungry for goals, aggressive and tireless. It was such a privilege to watch you play. You were so selfless that you often sacrificed yourself for the sake of the team. You played in wings, center mid and attacking mid just to makeup the weak areas of the team. You were such a team player. Never selfish. It was pleasure to see you play. Every minute.

I never thought that this day would come to bid you farewell from Manchester United. I always wanted you, Wazza, to retire at United and used to think that you would go on till late thirties (at United). But, not everything goes the way we want. I was 13 when you came to the Theatre of Dreams and 13 years later, I feel that my childhood is over. My childhood hero is gone. My best player is gone. It will be a shame to see you in non-United colour. Dear Wayne, blue does not suit you at all. Not one bit. And it will be odd to see that legendary no. 10 Red Shirt worn by other player, no matter how high profile he is. How I wish you were still a Red Devil.

When I think of United, I think of you Wayne. And it will take some time for me to accept that you are gone. Every time we conceded, I searched for you to rescue us. I was always so sure that you would take us out of such situations and guide us to glory. And you did. You won us so many matches and trophies. I am habituated to that for 13 years Wayne. I know, when United concedes, I will still search you but you won't be there. How painful will that be? Goals of all sorts viz. acrobatic, tap ins, headers, long range, free-kicks, volleys, penalties and sublime chips will be missed. As selfless as you were, I will miss all the assists too and not to forget those Paul Scholes-esque diagonal balls and vision. Not to mention the passion for the game.

You came into the team full of talented players and legends of the game. But you fitted so perfectly like a missing puzzle. You came and you conquered; broke a number of records and wrote your name in the history books. I feel sorry for the youngsters who never got to see you play. Wayne Rooney from 2004 to 2012 was absolutely joy to watch and was a world winner. Your charisma, passion, hunger and selflessness for the game made me love you instantly and boy, it was never over. I kept adoring you making you the synonym of Manchester United. Your stats prove that you never disappointed.

Countless strikers came and departed the club but you remained. You were not perfect, you had your moments that proved you were human. You erred. But you covered those moments with your brilliance, repaying the fans with what they wanted from you. You delivered. And that explains your character. When you were on the field, it never felt like you were giving any less than 100%. You gave more. One more aspect I love about your game was you tracking back to win the ball from the opponent. You, a striker, were seen defending and within a flash, you were there counter-attacking and scoring a belter. At times, it was like seeing countless Rooneys on the same field at the same time. That was a joy to watch Wayne. But there is only one Rooney. And you are off to Everton. I will miss that particular passionate player on the field in a red shirt.

253 goals for Manchester United will stand tall for years to come. And perhaps, no one will break that record in the modern era of football where loyalty is rare. And that is what makes you a legend and like Ander Herrera mentioned I will gladly tell my grandchildren about you Wazza. In an era of (arguably) the two greatest of all time, Messi and Ronaldo, I will not let the story of certain Wayne Mark Rooney die. For what you did for United is no less and your name will forever be in Golden letters in the history of Manchester United. 'Remember the name, Wayne Rooney', Clive Tyldesley said when you broke into world football making waves as you scored that screamer against Arsenal in a blue shirt. No wonder, the world will remember your name for years as the (arguably) greatest Manchester United player.

As your big fan, I wish you all the very best for your future Rooney. You are still just 31 and can play around 5 years more (though you have got only 2 years' of contract at Everton, I hope it gets extended). During this time, I wish you score more goals and break another record that Alan Shearer holds. May you be the top scorer of Premier League too and also break into the England team. I hope you get selected for the World Cup team and score more goals for England, stretching the record far.

Before I stop writing, I would like to thank you Wayne for making me love this sport and for countless memories. I will never forget your goals and assists, your moments of magic and the inspiration that you injected in us through your play. Thank you for 13 superb years and 16 trophies. While you were here, you as a player won everything that could have been won. What a great career you had, Wazza. But it's time to part ways. Adios Captain. You came as a kid and left as a Legend. All the best for the future and yes, I would like to see you back in Old Trafford after you hang up your boots. Lastly, I would like to describe you in short borrowing a Martin Tyler quote here:

"Rooney! It defies description! How about 'sensational'? How about 'superb'?"

Farewell Legend. It's an end of an era. You have been a great servant of the club.


- Yours greatest fan,
Bhaskar Dhakal



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Finally, I would like to share my top 10 goals of Wayne Rooney scored as a RED DEVIL.

10. What better than the debut goals to start with? I pick not one but all his 3 goals in this position. Hat-trick in a debut match in a European competition as a Red Devil. Wayne Rooney, You beauty!!



9. This goal is special  as this was his first against the Scousers and I loved the long range goal. Goal vs Liverpool is always so special :)



8.  That chip goal against Pompey in FA cup was genius.  Always in love with that goal. Shows the technical ability of Rooney. Brilliant.



7. What a counter attack from the deadly duo.. Ronnie and Rooney and what a sublime finish by Wayne Rooney..



6. This goal vs Arsenal is what a typical Rooney does.. Behold his run, his passion, undying hunger for the goal. And, not to forget his deadly finishing. This is perfect. (Just fast forward to 1:55 for the goal. I could not find the individual video)



5. The champions' League final goal vs Barca.. He scored but United lost. (fast forward to 1:16)



4. The record breaking goal via Freekick vs Stoke. What a goal that was to score 250th goal for United surpassing the legendary Sir Bobby Charlton.



3. The half way line volley from Rooney. Watch and adore..




2. Did we talk about volley? What better volley than this? An angry Rooney. A typical aggressive Wayne Rooney finishes a wonderful volley of all time.



1.  Rooney... Oh wonderful.. what a goal.. at what a time.. in what a place.. what a player.. Wayne Rooney.. out of this world..



the same video with better video resolution


Special mentions:





FFS, There are far too many special goals and I am getting too emotional, let's watch his 250 goals for United together..

2 AM Musing

"I just want to tell you nothing
You don't want to hear
All I want is for you to say
Oh why don't you just take me
Where I've never been before
I know you want to hear me
Catch my breath
I love you 'till the end."



It's midnight and I really craved to listen to this song 'Love you till the end' by Pogues. I did. And, instead of mollifying my craving, there was a ripple effect. Of course, what was I thinking? There's always a ripple effect, isn't it? Especially when you are not sleeping while the world is busy dreaming. So what's the ripple effect? Holy Moly! The ripples went afar to trigger the sweet memories of Holly and Gerry. Yes, I wanted to watch P.S. I love you, all of a sudden. I was half way through when the time steadily went on to greet the 2 AM mark, but the craving is too obdurate to settle for anything. There was another craving to write in my blog. So, this is it. I am writing stuffs. Now, the craving has changed its hand. Back to movie again. See ya later.

You might be wondering when I'll come write next. Yes, I am back now. Holly is reading the letter which Gerry left for her in his parents' home. Standing right at the Gerry's Fort, Holly reads the letter where Gerry describes the time they first met. 'I am lost', she says to Gerry, while in a state of quandary, after not knowing where she has reached. On the other hand, Gerry looks at her, gets stunned by her beauty and thinks to himself that she is not. This scene is one of my best movie scenes of all time. The chemistry between these two actors in this particular scene is so alluring that I must have watched this particular scene over a thousand times. Seriously. Hey! I am re-watching the scene. Excuse me for sometime though. Till then, why don't you play the Galway Girl?

I don't know if you played that song or not, but I finished watching the whole damn movie. Aah! this feels nice. Finally, the craving seems to be subsided. Sometimes, things go down the crazy lane and we go with the flow. Guess what? Happiness seems to come along that way though. Unplanned. Even I would not have predicted in my wildest dreams, let alone planned, to watch this movie at the quietest hour of the night. I might be the only person to watch movies like this alone. To crave for random things; ALONE. Well let me quote Holly's mother from the movie, "Thing to remember is if we are all alone then we are all together in it too." I watched the movie alone. You are reading this musing alone. And, at the end, we came together in our alone-ness. Thank you for the time at these odd hours. I crave for sleep now.

P.S. Guess what?

Monday, September 19, 2016

Beloved's plea

'Tell me something good',
she whispered in my ear.
I looked at the glimmering stars 
and the glistening moon. 
As I was about to tell the words,
she stopped me. 
She pressed her fingers against my lip. 
Totally zipped it up. 
'No, not the stars or the moon. 
Move out of those', She said. 
And then she smiled.
She knew how I would tell her about
the stars, the moon and the perfect serenity.
She knew those were coming. 

'Tell me something good', she said.
I looked at her slowly. 
Her fluttering eyes, her artistic lips, her gorgeous smile... 
As I was about to tell the words, 
she stopped me. 
She zipped my lips again.
She knew I was about to mention
how beautiful she was. 
'Forget that too', she said. 
Again,
the same mysterious smile on her face. 

What a dilemma!
'What should I say? 
What does she want me to tell?' 
All these things twirled in my mind. 
'Tell me som...'.
I pulled her closer
And locked our lips.
I stopped her this time.
And my tongue did all the talking
at the quietest of nights.
I told her, without any words,
something she wanted to listen.



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Monday, September 12, 2016

भान्जा-भान्जीलाई चिठ्ठी


प्रिय भान्जा-भान्जी,
माया ||

सधैँ कसै न कसैलाई चिठ्ठी लेखी रहने मामाले आज किन हामीलाई चिठ्ठी लेख्यो भनेर आश्चर्य लाग्यो होला र अलि अलि दिक्क पनि | अरुलाई लेखेको चिठ्ठी त नपढे पनि हुने थियो, तर आफैंलाई सम्बोधन गरेको चिठ्ठी कसरी नपढ्नु ? दोधारमा पर्यौ हगी? फेरी चिठ्ठी नि लामो, 'लास्ट बोरिंग हुन्छ' भनेर पहिले नै परिकल्पना पनि गरिसक्यौ होला | यो पढ्नु भन्दा अघिनै कत्रो छ चिठ्ठी भनेर हेरी पनि सक्यौ होला, है? सके सम्म म छोटो पार्छु है?

यो लेख्नको लागि मात्र लेखिएको पत्र होइन | केही कुरा अप्रत्यक्ष भन्न पनि यो चिठ्ठीको सहारा लिएको हूँ | किनभने वास्तविक जीवनमा मेरो छवि एक 'हाउडे' मामाको रुपमा तिमीहरुको मानसपटलमा बसेको छ | सोझै तिमीहरुलाई यी कुरा भन्दा तिमीहरुले हावामा उडाइदिने सम्भावना बढी भएकाले, यसो गर्न बाध्य पनि छु | 'बुढा बौलाए कि क्या हो' भनेर चाहीं नसोच्नु | तिमीहरु ५ जना सबैलाई अहिले यो चिठ्ठीले समेट्न नसक्ला तर जीवनको कुनै न कुनै मोडमा अवश्य समेट्छ | त्यसैले आफुँलाई मिल्ने सन्दर्भ आएमा, मेरो लागि हो भनेर मन-मनै 'मम' भन्नु | तात्तातै ग्वाम-ग्वाम खाने पिठोले छोप्या बडा-बडा डल्ला 'मम' होइन नि | तिमीहरु ५ मध्ये अनुभव र अदिति अब बुझ्ने भईसक्यौ, आश्ना र अविनभ बुझ्ने हुँदै छौ र कान्छो, आयाम, तिमी त काले कृष्णझैं छौ | यो चिठ्ठी अरुलाई कम, अनुभव र अदितिलाई बढी हो; उनीहरुको उमेरको हिसाबले | जब आशु, अवि अनि आयाम ठूला हुन्छौ तब यो चिठ्ठी तिमीहरुलाई पनि मिल्छ | अब म खुलेर कुरा गर्छु है?

अनु र अदु, यसो सोच्यो, तिमीहरु भन्दा बच्चा त म नै छु | अझै पनि तिमीहरु भन्दा अपरिपक्क काम गर्छु | बोलाई, हिंडाई र काम गराई अझै बच्चा जस्तै छ | तर म बच्चा भई नै रहँदा, तिमीहरु भने धेरै ठूला भई सकेछौ | तिमीहरु र म बीच एक पुस्ताको फरक छ भनेर पनि लाग्दैन मलाई | म त तिमीहरुको साथी भनेर आफुलाई सोच्छु, तिमीहरुले नि त्यस्तै सोचेमा म गदगद हुने थिएँ | किनभने, जब दुई पुस्ता बीच मित्रता हुन्छ तब 'generation gap' लुसुक्क घरको झ्यालबाट हाम फालेर आत्महत्या गर्छ | तिमीहरु अब स्कूल सकेर हाई-स्कूल जाँदैछौ | यस वर्ष देखि तथाकथित फलामे ढोका भत्किएको छ तर मलाई बिश्वास छ फलामे ढोका होस् या अरु कुनै, तिमीहरुले कुनै पनि ढोकाको ताल्चा सजिलै फोर्न सक्छौ | अब आउने ढोकाहरुको नाम नहुन सक्छ तर ती सबै भन्दा बढी महत्वपूर्ण ढोका हुन् | फलामे पछी चांदी, सुनको, हिराको भन्ने ढोकाहरु त हुन्नन् तर क्रमश त्यसरी नै महत्वपूर्ण वा भनौं बहुमुल्य हन्छन् | अब जीवनको डोरी तिमीहरुकै हातमा छ | कता लग्ने, कसरी लाने, त्यो सबै तिमीहरुले निर्धारण गर्नु पर्छ |

हाइस्कूल कता पढ्ने भन्दा पनि के पढ्ने भनेर तिमीहरुले सोच्नु | आफुँ के मा अब्बल छु र के गर्न सक्छु वा सक्दिन भन्ने कुरा तिमीहरुलाई थाहा हुन्छ | त्यसै अनुरुप गर्नु | कहाँ पढ्ने भन्ने चिन्ता तिमीहरुले गर्नु पर्दैन, तिमिहरुलाई भन्दा बढी चिन्ता तिमीहरुको आमाबुवालाई हुन्छ | शिक्षित अभिभावक हुनुहुन्छ, वहाँहरुले आफुले सक्दो राम्रो ठाउँमा पढाउनुहुन्छ | मेरा साथीहरु यो पढ्छन् रे, यहाँ पढ्छन् रे भनेर त्यहीं जान्छु अनि त्यहि पढ्छु भनेर जिद्दी नगर्नु | आफुँ केमा राम्रो छु, मेरो सपना के हो भनेर बुझ्नु अनि त्यहि अनुरुप आफ्नो निर्णय सुनाउनु | मेरा दिदी-भिनाजुहरुले तिमीहरुको निर्णयलाई अवश्य कदर गर्नुहुनेछ | डाक्टर, इन्जिनियरमात्र बन्नु पर्छ, अरु विषय केहि होइनन् भन्ने सोच आफुले नि नल्याउनु र आफ्ना बुवा-आमाको त्यस्तो सोच छ भने पनि राम्रोसँग आफ्नो कुरा व्यक्त गर्नु | आफ्नो डाक्टर/इन्जिनियर बन्ने नै सपना छ भने आफ्नो अब्बल्ताको नमुना अहिले देखि नै देखाउनु |

Teen ageको चरम बिन्दुमा छौ तिमीहरु | कलिला माटो हौ तिमीहरु | जता लग्यो त्यस्तै हुने, जस्तो बनायो त्यस्तै हुने | बिग्रिने (वा सप्रने) उमेर पनि यहि हो | साथीहरुको लहै-लहैमा लागेर जथाभावी खाने, जथाभावी गर्ने लहडबाट बच्नु | तिमीहरुले 'नाइँ' भन्न सिक्नु | 'Learn to say no'. आफुँलाई मन नपर्ने वा ठिक नलागेको कुरामा अरुले कर गरे भने 'no' भन्न सिक्नु | दुनियामा धेरै दुख आफुले 'no' भन्न नसक्दा पाईन्छ | डर नमान्नु, दुर्व्यवहार कसैले गरे भने प्रतिकार गर्नु | आफुले सकिएन भने घरमा आएर भन्नु | मित्रताको कदर गर्नुपर्छ तर कस्तो कुरामा साथ दिंदैछु भनेर मनन गर्नु | यसै उमेरमा प्रेमको छर्राले हान्छ पनि | प्रेम गर्नु, प्रेममा पर्नु नराम्रो कुरा होइन | तर आफ्नो गन्तब्य कदापि नबिर्सिनु | प्रेमले तिम्रो पढाईमा, व्यबहारमा र जिन्दगीमा प्रतिकुल असर पार्छ भने बेलैमा टाढिनु | अंग्रेजीमा एउटा भनाई छ, 'If it's meant to be, it will be.' हुनु छ भने पछी फेरी हुन्छ | माया-प्रेम सकारात्मक कुरा हो तर समय गलत पर्यो भने नकारात्मक असर पार्छ | त्यसैले मेरो लक्ष्य के हो, र म कहाँ पुग्नु छ भन्ने कुरा कहिले पनि नबिर्सिनु |

यसबाहेक यो उमेरमा तिमीले धेरै शारीरिक अनि मानसिक परिवर्तनहरु आत्मसाथ गर्छौ | कतै असहज परिस्थिति आउँदा निर्धक्क र निर्लज्ज भएर आफ्नो अभिभावकसँग कुरा खोल्नु | हामी सबै तिम्रो उमेरबाट गुज्रेर आएका हौँ | हामीलाई सबै थाहा छ के कस्तो परिस्थति सँग जुध्नु पर्छ भनेर | त्यसैले 'share' गर्न अफ्ठ्यारो नमान्नु | आएका परिवर्तनहरु संगै आफुँ ठूलो भएको महसुस पनि गर्छौ तिमीहरु | अनि त्यहाँ बाट भ्रम सिर्जना हुन्छ कि 'म जस्तो जान्ने बुझ्ने कोहि छैन | म सहि अरु गलत | मैले जस्तो संसार अरुले बुझ्या छैनन्, मेरा बुवाआमा पुराना सोचका छन्, मेरो कुरै बुझ्दैनन् |' यस्ता यावत कुरा आफ्नो दिमागमा आउछन् र आफुँ जस्तो बुद्धिमान  कोहि छैन अरु सबै उल्लु भन्ने सोच आउँछ | यी सबै साधारण कुराहरु हुन् यो उमेरमा | तिमी यस्ता भ्रमबाट बच्नु | रिष-राग गर्ने, एक्लै एउटा कुनामा बस्ने, मोबाइलहरु (समाजिक संजाल)मा धेरै समय बिताउने नगर्नु | आफुँ कसरी राम्रो हुन्छु त्यो सोच्नु | फुर्सदमा, कोर्स बाहिरको किताब पनि पढ्ने बानी गर्नु, टिभी मात्र हेर्नु भन्दा बरु घुम्ने बानी गर्नु | Internet मा ज्ञानमूलक कुराहरु खोज्ने गर्नु | 'Explore' गर्नु |

अहिलेको जमाना प्रतिस्पर्धी छ; पढाईमा मात्र अब्बल नभएर अरु कुराहरु पनि आफुलाई जाँच्नु | असफलतासँग नडराउनु | आज असफल भयौ भने भोलि सफल हुन सकिन्छ | जीवनले बेसरी पछार्छ बेला-बेलामा | हरेश नखानु | बरु पछारिनु, तर हरेक चोटि पछारिंदा पाठ सिक्नु | कहाँ के गल्ती भएछ ठम्याउनु | लड्नु, निर्धक्क लड्नु, तर उठ्न सिक्नु | जो मान्छे असफलतासँग डराउँदैन, ऊ सधैँ सफल हुन्छ | समाजसँग नडराउनु | कसले के भन्छ भनेर डर मान्नु बेकार छ | संसार स्वार्थी छ; आफ्नो (स्वार्थ) हिसाबले दुनियालाई वर्णन गरिदिन्छ  | कसैसंग आफुलाई तुलना नगर्नु | तिमी आफु राम्रो काम गर, निरन्तर आफुलाई राम्रो बनाऊ; अरु कसैलाई हेर्न पर्दैन | सबै फूल कमल वा गुलाफ हुन पर्छ भन्ने छैन | तिमी जाई, जुही, गोदावरी, सूर्यमुखी जे भए पनि हुन्छ | अलग हुन नडराउ | कसैले तिमीलाई अरुसंग तुलना गर्यो र गिराउन खोज्यो भने भनिदेउ कि तिमी अलग छौ | अलग भएर बास्ना छरिदेऊ, त्यहि आलोचना गर्ने संसार तिम्रो वाह-वाहि गर्न बाध्य हुन्छ | तिम्रा सुख, तिम्रा दुख, तिम्रा प्रयास, तिम्रा सफलता, तिम्रा असफलता नितान्त तिम्रा हुन् |  यिनले तिमीलाई बलियो बनाउँछन् , त्यसैले तिम्रा भोगाई अतुलनिय छ | यी तिम्रा जीवनमा पाटा हुन् | तिम्रो जीवन अरुको भन्दा कम कदापि छैन |

अदिति, कसैले तिमीलाई तिमी छोरी भनेर हेप्छन्, केटी मान्छेले केहि गर्न सक्दैनन् भनेर उडाउँछन् भने, दबाउन खोजे भने तिमी निराश नहुनु, पछी नहट्नु बरु तिनीहरुलाई आफ्नो प्रतिभा देखाईदिनु | कसैले पनि तिमीहरुलाई हेप्ने अधिकार छैन | कसैले हेप्न आउँछन् भने त्यो अधिकार तिमीहरुले तिनीहरुलाई नदिनु | म यहाँ 'pursuit of happyness' भन्ने मुभीको डायलग quote गर्छु है त: '“Don’t ever let somebody tell you that you can’t do something. Not even me. You got a dream, you gotta protect it. When people can’t do something themselves, they are gonna tell you that you can’t do it. If you want something, go get it. Period.”

छोटो पार्छु भन्दा भन्दै लामै भएछ चिठ्ठी, त्यसको लागि माफी माग्छु | दरो लेक्चर दियो बुढाले भन्ने भयो होला तिमीहरुलाई तर मेरा जीवनका भोगाई, गराई अनि रोजाई बाट मैले जे सिकेँ त्यो मैले यहाँ व्यक्त गरें | मैले गरेका गल्ती, मेरै यो उपदेश पढेर, तिमीहरुले दोहोराएनौ भने म जस्तो खुसी सायदै कोहि होलान् | निडर भई आफ्नो सपनाको बाटो हिड्नु | पछाडि फर्केर हेर्यौ भने सदा मलाई सहाराको रूपमा पाउनेछौ तिमीहरुले | अहिलेलाई यत्ति ||

उही तिमीहरुको भलो चिताउने,
अनु मामा ||







Thursday, August 4, 2016

माया त यस्तो होस्



माया त यस्तो होस्
कि प्रतिकुलतामा झन् सुवास छरोस् |
फुलेको फूल, उदाएको जून
कसलाई पो मन पर्दैन र?
माया त यस्तो होस्
कि उजाडतामा पनि हरियाली होस्
कालो बादल बीच मुस्कानका रेखा बनोस् |

मै हाँसेको बेला को पो लठ्ठ छैन र?
माया त यस्तो होस्
कि उदासीनतामा पनि चट्ट होस् |
हाम्रो प्रेम देखेर
अरुको मन पनि कटक्क होस्,
माया त यस्तो होस् |

बन्द कोठामा प्रेमको राँको
जसले नि बाल्दो हो,
माया त यस्तो होस्
कि दूरीमा पनि मुरी होस् |
घर भनेको आखिर प्रेमको आभाष न हो;
जहाँ तिमी र म हुन्छौं
त्यहीं हाम्रो धुरी होस् |

समय सधैँ कहाँ एकनासको हुन्छ र?
नचाहे पनि त कहिले टाढा हुन पर्छ
माया त यस्तो होस्
कि टाढा हुँदा नि गाढा होस्
जब मेरो जिन्दगी नै तिम्रो नामको छ
क्षणिक दूरिमा कुनै पिर नहोस् |

सम्बन्ध हाम्रो यस्तो होस् कि
हामी दुईलाई विश्वासले बाँदोस्
आखिर माया नि त विश्वासमै अडेको छ;
माया त यस्तो होस्
कि तिमी मलाई बुझ्नु, म तिमीलाई बुझ्छु
बस,
प्रेम जताउन नपरोस्, बताउन नपरोस् |


Thursday, June 9, 2016

(सल्लीपिर) Sallipir: My opinion on Nayan Raj Pandey's book

सल्लीपिर (sallipir)सल्लीपिर by Nayan Raj Pandey
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Not a 3 star but certainly not a 2 star either. 2.5 out of 5 for me. Going through once is enough. Story of mountain region but it lacks flavour and fails to impress if the reader is well known to the mountain conditions and life there. Seems, writer has not done his homework to catch the essence of the lifestyle there. Everything is described in surface (bar exceptions) and the story lacks depth. I am an emotional reader and cry to everything that is vaguely heart-touching. But this story could not trigger the emotional part of mine. I did not even shade a tear. There are mistakes in the book which are rectified on the second edition though. But the errors halt your reading if you are going through the first edition. Language is sweet as expected from the writer. The story is nicely written but lacks something to the core. Recommended for the one time read because the style of writing and sweetness of language can win your heart.


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Thursday, May 26, 2016

एसिड

यो बर्सादी बादल;
लाग्छ,
मेरो मनको अशिम सपनाहरु हुन्,
उड्दै उड्दै
आकाशमा भद्दा बादल हुन पुगेका |
जब एक पछी अर्को
मैले सजाएका सपना
विफल हुँदै फोहोरको थुप्रो जसरी
गगनमा चाँङग लाग्न थाल्छ,
तब एकै पटकमा तुहिन्छ
मेरा बर्सौं देखिका सपना
आफ्नै भार सहन नसकेर |

बर्सिएका प्रत्यक थोपाले
मेरो शरीर भरी शेष नागले
डसेझैं डस्छ,
र मेरो मनसम्म पुगेका विषालु बाछिटाले
मलाई बेस्सरी पोल्न थाल्छ |
अब त्यहाँ कुनै स्वप्न फुल्न सक्दैन |
मरुभूमिमा हफ्तौं भौंतारिएको
प्यासी जिब्रोमा पानी खन्याउंदाझैं,
जल्न थाल्छ मेरो शरीर |

कठै,
आफ्नै स्वप्न डेट-एक्स्पायर्ड भएर
आफैंलाई सिध्याउने एसिड बन्दो रहेछ |
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Wednesday, May 11, 2016

मलाई नारी बन्न मन छ

कहिले काहिँ मलाई आफ्नो
पुरुषत्व त्यागेर
नारी हुने तिर्सना उर्लेर आउँछ |
छाँटिलो शरीरमा
उच्च स्तन भिरी
आफ्नै छाती फुलाउने रहरले
मलाई गाँजेर ल्याउँछ |
धर्तीका जुनसुकै मै हूँ भन्ने
पुरुषको पनि रौं ठाडो पार्ने
तिलस्मी गुफा आफ्नै टाँङगमुनि च्यापेर
हिड्ने रहरले मलाई झक-झकाई रहन्छ |
अन्तरिक्षमा तारा मरेर बन्ने ब्ल्याक होलको
मलाई के वास्ता?
धर्तीमा तारा जन्माउने अङ्ग
मसँग होस्,
'नारी भन्दा पुरुष बलवान छन्'
भन्ने सोचको हत्या गरी
आँफै त्यसको श्राद्ध गरी
पिण्डो सेलाउने इच्छा
ममा, कुर्लेर आउँछ |


होला,
पुरुषवादी समाजले दर्साएझैं
नारीले हरेक महिना 'पाप' पखाल्नु पर्ला
तर,
आफुँले गरेका पाप आफुँ भित्रै
सदा-सर्वदा संचय गर्नुको साटो,
नारी भएर ती पाप हरेक महिना
ह्वाल-ह्वाल बगाएर
मलाई पवित्र हुन मन छ |
बर्सौं देखिको पापबाट मुक्त भएर
मलाई
निष्पाप हुन रहर छ |
फेरी,
त्यो 'पाप' बगाएको केही दिन पश्चात नै
'काम-बाश्ना'ले भरिएर नारीकै
'पापी' टांगमा लम्पसार पर्ने पुरुषको
दोहोरो चरित्रलाई हेरी
अलिकति त्यस तुच्छ प्राणी प्रति
दया राख्दाको आनन्द
मलाई पनि अनुभव गर्न मन छ;
मलाई नारी हुन मन छ |

एउटी नारीबाट जन्म लिई
उसैको रगत चुसी हुर्केर
त्यहि नारी जातलाई नगन्ने
पुरुषको खोल र चरित्र
त्यागेर मलाई,
नारी बन्न मन छ |



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Wednesday, March 23, 2016

Changing society, generation gap and expectations

Not long ago, one of my good friends reviled the generation gap. He lambasted on how his parents never comprehended his situations. Thus, every talk ended up in contentious discussion. And suddenly everything was a conundrum. There he concluded how traditionally backward their perception was and how foolish they were. I listened to him carefully sipping the finest coffee and adoring it more. My garrulous friend went on being pompous about how his parents would goad him to marry the girl of his own caste. And right then, everything became crystal clear to me. He was impaired by their parents’ decision which made him boorish.
Having found out that he was in a relationship to a ‘lower caste’ girl, his parents tried to talk him out of the relationship. The reason was obvious. They did not want society to make fun of them. My friend despised the notion to abandon his true love. And rightly so. And the reason that his parents brought forward was not cogent. His beloved was adept, gifted and was thriving towards the beautiful career. Therefore, it was not rational of them to rule out the relation on the sole basis i.e. caste. If she belonged to the same caste, they would have loved to get someone like her for their son. Only the ‘caste’ seemed to be the deterrent which they could not condone.
It was utterly wrong of his parents to draw conclusion like that. But what we (current generation people) do and how we react to the thing further enervates the cause. We fail to apprehend that any first reaction that we get from our parents are not immutable but they are only empirical. They tend to have their stance on that very basis but any healthy talk can alter that. I asked my friend whether he tried to develop logical discussion after their parents’ initial reaction. To my dismay, he replied that their response only agitated him more and he was left with implacable feelings. Subsequently, he occluded the conversation (with his parents) with sheer anger and hurled out of the house. And there he was, in front of me, fuming and cursing his ‘obdurate’ parents.
Perplexed by his behaviour, I asked him if he would accept his children if they turn out to be homosexual. He pondered long and hard. As far as I have known him, he was always a bit skeptical about welcoming homosexuality. His response was an uncertain yes. I further asked him if the answer would be an instant yes or a thoughtful yes. He knew where I was going with the conversation and he looked at me with the guilty eyes. Without waiting his reply, I asked him if he considered homosexuality a stigma. He was truthful that he would accept homosexuality as far as it stayed outside his home. When I asked him if his parents ever had a problem with inter-caste marriages outside his home, his reply was a concrete ‘no’. I added if he was any different than his parents, then? Wasn’t that a hint of hypocrisy bashing them when he would also act alike with the similar agenda? He remained quiet. His silence was a tacit agreement.
We complain a lot about the generation gap and how our perceptions never intersect. But we never realize that their belief and their decision are not always the product of their insularity. We, as their children, should play our part in updating them with the ‘positive’ changes in our society. Their quibble on certain things should not be considered perennial. With logical discussions and proper treatment (without hurting their ego), elder generation can rescind their outdated views and will not refute any kind of progressive changes. We want our parents to take quite a leap but the right thing to do is to lead them to it. Perhaps, our timeline is the one with rapid changes overall and our parents have experienced quite an alteration. It would be foolish of us to dent their transformation. We belong to the generation who think we are always right and any changes we embrace should also be acknowledged by other generations without delay. We expect older generation to undergo changes frequently and get to the modern side of the world without any hesitation but often times, it’s us who forget to build the bridge for them.

Thursday, March 17, 2016

City of Dreams: Book Review (Not exactly)

City of Dreams: StoriesCity of Dreams: Stories by Pranaya SJB Rana
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Pranaya Rana's story telling is too good to be called a debutant's work. Having read only Samrat Upadhyaya's works long ago, I started long ago to ignore Nepali writers writing in English. A lot of English books written by Nepali writers are stacked in my book shelf and I think it's time to kick out my ignorance.

Coming back to Pranaya and his book, I think this is one of the best collection of short stories. Out of ten stories, three stories (Dashain, The Red Kurta and Maya) left me disappointed while other stories are the early signs that 'this writer' will not only be better with time but will mark his place high as a writer, as a whole.

I am not going to review each story here. But I recommend everyone to read this book.


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