Nepal on the Suicidal Rope

Yeah, yeah, Gautam Buddha was born in Nepal. Yes, we have the tallest mountain in the world. And what more??

The leaders are getting fat, the wallet of nation is getting thing, innocent people are going to jail, murderers are roaming with their heads held high, girls are getting raped more than ever, unemployment has reached the maximum height, we are wrapped in lawlessness, undeserving people are in the seats, people are getting kidnapped as if kidnapping is a game of hide and seek, innocents are butchered like goats.

Gas now costs fifteen hundred, the government gives five hundred per month to aged people as "bridda bhatta". What does five fucking hundred to any good when a single gas cylinder costs 1500? Now we're having summer, so we've forgotten what it is when the snow does not melt. In a world run by machines, we need to depend on weather for electricity!! We face up to eighteen fucking hours of load shedding at winter. That means three fourth of life in darkness. Ahhh I can go on and on.

Yeah, yeah, Gautam Buddha was born in Nepal. Yes, we have the tallest mountain in the world. Every essay entitled, "My Nation" starts with the lines I just mentioned because that's all we have, so we cling to it. Like our fathers did, our father before our fathers did, and even before that and so on. We have not done nothing over decades and centuries. Yes, we have good mobiles in hand (among which none of them are manufactured in our nation), yes we have many noodles factories. What more?

Oh you wanna give the old crap about, "Do not ask what the nation gives you, ask what you give to the nation" and all that? You should have seen the never ending line waiting to submit the form and to run hell out of this nation to Korea. And why shouldn't they go? Give me one good reason of why they should stay here? They work their asses of here; they hardly get to eat. They work at foreign land, they surely get to eat. I'm not talking about the pride we get in working in the same land, speaking same language living like brothers and all that crap. I'm talking about survival. I'm talking about fucking survival. I'm talking about being able to sleep full stomach. I am talking about not dying of hunger which I am very sad to say is not guarranted in my nation. You die even when you work. Where in the world does that happen!! Add that to your essay entitled, "My nation" alongside the regular Gautam Buddha and Sagarmatha stories.

I bet my nation looks gorgeous outside the black window of the multicrore cars of these leaders. I bet the warmth in the castles of these rich peple in freezing snow is lovely which is obtained by burning the bundles they earn everyday under the table. But for us, the common people it is not gorgeous, it is not lovely. My nation is like a slaughter house where each one of the weak are being mercilessly slaughtered and all I can hear is the cry of the weak, the laughter of the strong. And why shouldn't I support those who are trying to run the hell out of here to live, to survive!!

We are one step away from collapse, all of us. Holding any flags won't do any good. Living in "Newa rajya" or "Limbuwan", "Khumbuwan" won't matter. Ek Madesh, ek pradesh my foot!! Nothing will matter once we collapse. We are failing at each and every steps. We can't provide supervised SLC exam hall, we can't catch murders, we can't stop our own brothers from doing drugs, we can't punish the guilty ones even if luckily we catch them, we can't even protect our own land. Oh forget about living with pride in the nation, you and I were born, I doubt if we will still be here. More importantly, I doubt if our nation will still be here.

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