Friday, July 22, 2011

I wish politicians weren't blind and deaf

We cannot live on the shadow of sky scrapers to see the shadow become longer every week even at noon. We cannot. We cannot be satisfied to light a candle in world's second richest country of fresh water resource. We cannot be content to see ourselves living in the nation where 77%of the people are living under absolute line of poverty(according to new research in Oxford University). A country with such huge differences, unequal distribution of opportunities , resources and wealth can never commit that our tomorrow won't be like today.

We have always been told that there will always exist a monster in form of inequality, in every societies, in every communities in every corners and societies. Brothers, be aware this is a lie. And what is the truth is that we are being cheated everyday, every week, and everytime by these fucking politicians. We are acting like stupid ass who walks when a carrot is placed in front of him, hoping he can eat it. Dear politicians be aware, we aren't ass.

We cannot just be silent and watch these all like motionless statues.

 Did you forget? About three years back an Indian police enters in Neplese land, rapes a girl in front of her mother, kills the mother and threatens other people. Government silent, we silent.

Did you forget the flood in Koshi? Poor ones lost their lives, their homes, their land. Government took it as a golden opportunity to take bribes. The opposition party took it as a golden opportunity to turn people against it.

Did you forget? About two years back a woman killed her own husband and ate his meat sue to acute poverty in western Nepal.

Leave those issues, people here are commiting suicides because of poverty. People are dying like animals. Their carcass is cleared from the road only in ,'Savari' of fucking leaders.

We have always been told to be patient and be calm. We have always been told that what happens, happens for good. We have always been told that it is ok to tolerate at times. Brothers, lets break that barrier today. There are something for which you must loose your patience, there are something which you must not tolerate. This is that thing. Tolerating a sin is even a bigger sin. Let the red blood make its way in your veins. Stand up and raise yourself now.

Yes, we can never create an exactly equality based society. We cannot. Everyone having exact number of cars or gizmos is impossible to create. But what we should be assured of is that the person on the same society, one rich undergoes kidney transplantation and the other dies in absence of paracetamol does not happen. What we should be assured of is that no two boys should exist in society among which one goes to school and other goes to sell tea. What we should be assured is that the willing and capable will be at right post. What we should be assured is that Nepal is a common property of all of her citizen. All the resources, opportunities, wealth of the nation must be divided equally among all the people irrespective of which colour of the flag they hold. We should be assured of better tomorrow, a tomorrow where social responsibilities are ingrained in DNA of the people, we should be assured of tomorrow where we can sit together in the same round table of economy, social status, honor, and satisfaction.

Friday, July 15, 2011

Why kids shouldn't obey their parents?

If kids obey their parents, whatever they say, what on earth is the difference between kids and parents? I am a different person and I have my own traits which my parents have helped me grow and now they want me to change all that? 

Why should I follow someone else's ideas when I am pretty sure which direction to go? As hard as they try, they can't be our friends. They can be friendly but not friends. We don't expect our mom dad to be our friends. They are our parents, someone we look upto. They are here to protect us and to give us enough conscience to distinguish between the good and evil. Once they have done that with all they could, they should let their kids do the rest. Isn't it funny that parents teach kids to speak in the first few years and then try to teach them to shut up in the later years? If you don't follow your own paths, fall and get up again, what are you going to learn in your lives? 

Does, not obeying our parents make us bad kids? No. It makes us different from what they have thought we are but that's not a crime! All I want to trickle down to your minds is that we are at first who we are. That is our first hand identity. Only then we are sons or daughters. The secondary identity is important but not as the first one, at least not at the cost of our primary identities. I love my mom and dad .So do you. They are the best parents you can ever ask for. But we don't want them to be our job counselors, or drivers of our lives' cabs, or our managers. It is their role to teach us how to drive cabs, not to sit in the driver's seat and apply brakes and turn wherever they think is appropriate. This is our cab and once we have license to drive it, we want to enjoy the drive, the thrill of fast turns, the slow pace at traffic jams, the peek-a-boo with other drivers, to fill the petrol by ourselves, run out of it, fill it up again, race with others, and even if we somersault at roads at times, it's okay with us as long as we are alive coz these are the roads we have chosen to take. We fall but we get up. And there's pride in it than never falling by catching someone else's hands.  

I don't want to sound like a rebellious teen, neither am one. Even now that am matured enough, my mom and dad at times don't trust my instincts and it hurts. And answer to the title. We don't obey our parents all the time coz we know where we are heading for. And even though we are not too sure of it, we are sure of what we don't want. We may fail but at our own hands. And that is okay coz by now, we have already known how to rise up on ourselves. Mom and dad, I love you guys!

Sunday, July 3, 2011

When I die


When I die, people will talk about me. My father will say I had made him proud and my mother will say I was the best son ever. My sister will cry and tell out everyone how a wonderful brother I had been. My friends will talk about all the good things I had done to them. My teachers will tell I was a great student and my neighbors will say I was a great boy. My relatives will tell their kids to be like me. My college will give a holiday and in the announcement it will say, "On the sudden demise of our beloved student……." Even those who are not friends with me now will want to know me better.

After one week I die, my parents will still be in huge grief. My sister will still cry. My friends start to talk new topics. My teachers will not even notice the empty seat. My relatives will be angry at me because of the salt less food they have to eat for thirteen days. The notice of my condolence from the notice board of the college will be thrown in the dustbin. Those who had just heard my name after I had died will forget me.

After one month, my sister and my father will be telling my mother to cope up with life. My friends will unfriend me from the facebook. The chair of my room from the class will be taken out somewhere. My name will be deleted from the attendance copy of my college, and so will my name be deleted from the heart of most of my friends. My relatives will not even think about me. The notice board of the college will rather be filled with some other scribbles.

When I am living, my father tells me of the scores some others scored in their exam and he wants me to be one of them. My mother doesn’t like the way I do my stuffs. My sister fights with me in such small stuffs. My friends think I am way more proud. My teachers don’t know that I am one of their students. My relatives just damn care me. My college recalls me only in the time to pay the dues and fees. 

Friday, July 1, 2011

For the girl who smiled at me on the subway



Dear girl,
I don’t know your name but I know you brush your teeth with pepsodent. I don’t know who was with you that day; I therefore assume he was your brother though I have rarely seen brothers and sisters walking with arms around their shoulders. But I am not too sure if he was really your brother, he rather looked like your sister. He had long hair, huge ear rings just exactly like a girl. But still he is your brother and I should not stuff like that. I didn’t know one more thing. I didn’t know the reason you were holding Nokia1200 mobile, dear, what's the use of the torch of that Nokia mobile, when you yourself can generate 12000volts of electricity in a smile? I think you should launch a hydropower project of your own.

Yes, I was not too dumb to know that you were suffering from fever. I can understand that the fever was too severe, so you were wearing very short skirts, since you had high body temperature. I hope you will get well soon. But dear, it is not good to eat ice-cream in fever. I didn’t understand why your brother didn’t tell you about this. There is a free advice I would want to give you, your lips are really red. But please don’t allow your brother to touch them like you did when you were smiling at me. People will interpret it in a wrong way. Yes, I know this society is very orthodox, but, what can we do??

There is something more I have to say. I will certainly give you clips to hold your hair, the next time. Because I noticed that your hair disturbs you a lot and though the wind was not blowing so hard, you had to arrange your hair one hundred and fifty three times in only seventeen minutes. Yes, I know there is not a single shampoo of good quality available in the market but I hope you will ask your brother to buy a rather good shampoo than a red lipstick like you did from the super market that time. Again a free advice, you can put oil in your hair, it makes your hair stronger. My mother told me so.

There are still many things I would want to say to you. I hope you will reply to this letter and give me your number. Although I usually see you with your different brothers almost everyday don’t forget to say my best regards to each of your brothers. I hope of hearing from you very soon.
Sincerely,
The boy for whom you smiled

 
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