22nd March The Day Of Serene - I

Life is just full of surprises and they come in both forms one in a joyous way and the other in a very saddening way. I personally mark this particular day March the twenty second of the year 2011 as the most important day in my life. It came to me as a bit of a shock but it was an ecstasy, a complete nirvana and bliss.

The news was not about me getting the bumper prize in some contest where the winner could get a week long vacation in Paris or a certain raffle brought me millions of cash prize but the surprise was way too superlative than these mentioned prizes. The most important person in my life, the love of my life, the meaning of my life told me that she was willing to spend the rest of her life with me. I can’t compare the frequency of happiness in me; the tendency to live longer and achieve more grew in me. I nearly waited for half a decade for this moment and in between, there were times when I thought I’d lose the battle but I’ve overcome all obstacles. My loyalty and my love towards her could have paid off I guess.

Now is the moment, I have to hold my head high up and transform my life and get it to a newer height. I still have a lot of hurdles to cross but they aren’t as difficult as the one I just cleared. I’ll give everything, I’ll sacrifice my friends, my happiness, my close associates and possibly everything in order to bring her happiness, my goal in life from now onwards is to keep her happy and my endeavors will always be there right till the end with as much energy as I can gather.

I love you and you’ll always rule my world and I’ll always get down on my knees pleading you to be with me forever. I love you. L for life.

Bryan In Nepal

I was simply staring at the big screens to the left of the stage. I could see Bryan Adams singing yet I wasn’t at all convinced of seeing the superstar live on a Nepali soil in front of a small crowd should I say when compared to those of western countries live shows of such. I couldn’t help thinking but wonder in amazement of watching a live Bryan Adam’s performance. BRYAN ADAMS was here singing his all time great classics in front of me in my own country. Getting an opportunity of watching a live Bryan Adams show was never in my wildest of imaginations and that too in my own turf. There were still so many reasons why watching Bryan Adams live was beyond my imaginations. Back in the reality I was hearing Bryan Adams and watching him along his band play my favourite numbers.

The show kicked off with an intimate song called “Kathmandu” and how wise it was for Bryan Adams to cover such an electrifying song sung about the place he was performing. The show never got boring and was flawless; it wasn’t any different from listening to the CDs and DVDs. The most popular one among the audience was the “summer of 69” and I am pretty sure Bryan would have been very surprised when the whole stadium was singling along him. There was another interesting incident when he called someone to accompany him in a song, many hands raised but he did not believe that those people would know the lyrics to his song. A girl was chosen among the crowd who sang the whole song with Bryan. To a great astonishment, she was singing the song in a perfect pitch. After finishing the song, Bryan hugged her and gave her Bryan Adams tee-shirt as gift.
Bryan introduced his members just like he did in the MTV Unplugged show; the guitarist, bassist and the drummer threw away plectrums and drum sticks at the crowd. Everything was like watching Bryan’s videos. While singing “everything I do, I do it for you” Bryan asked the audiences to light on their cell phones and the audience did. At that particular time, the whole stadium looked so beautiful, with the lights swinging to and fray and it felt as if the whole stadium was gently swinging. The audience in that particular show were very decent, there were no brawls and the police including the security personals deployed there did not have to take any harsh action.

All in all the concert was the best I’ve ever had attended in my life. But I wasn’t still convinced of seeing Bryan perform live and that too in Nepal. Once he said that he has now opened door to other western singers and band to perform here in Nepal and I can’t wait for Bonjovi to be here.

The First Club Goer

It was some years back when I had gone to the disco club for the very first time. Dancing and crowds never lured me in anyways but a guy insisted me to give him company to the club. The guy used to be a frequenter in such clubs. Without any excuses left, I had to go. In the first place I already disliked the darkness and the loud music. I love rock and roll so hip hop music irritates me. I wondered why people love disco clubs so much when there’s nothing to have fun. The darkness, the irritating music and people just jumping around like insane.

That was the first time that I had entered any discotheques, I was very unaware of the dance floors or the furniture or the decorations. There was a knee height bar and that dissected the floor with the dancing area. I was simply walking around the dark and the bar at some point came in between me. I just stepped over the bar and kept walking. A man from nowhere came to us and punched me and my friend as well. He then rudely told us to get out of the hall. I had no any idea why we were being forced outside and why were we physically punished. He then led us to the exit; there was a counter at the exit and everyone there were asking the guy who punched us, if we were in possession of some drugs or weapons. The guy spoke nothing and simply pushed us out of the gate.

Later we came to know that leaping over the bar was prohibited. Had we known the rule I at least leaving my friend aside wouldn’t have violated any rules of the discotheque. The man who punched us was to be the bouncer who did not even cautioned about anything and simply landed his fist right in the chest almost causing my breathing to halt. Well that was the first experience of my visit to a discotheque and never dared to go to such clubs till now.

Shivaratri

Every new day is becoming more difficult for me. Today is not an indifferent day. With lots of things going round my head I headed out to work. It’s Shivaratri today and there are kids on the streets blocking roads with strings and ropes. Children block our ways and unless they are paid they won’t let us go, this is a typical trend which I too used to indulge when I was a kid.

It was some couple of years back when I had no job and no money. I with a friend had to go to Balaju and there we were blocked by two small princesses. I did not have any money on me and I was a little embarrassed to have myself in that situation. I tried to convince them, whispering my problem but in vain. At last she might have been convinced and let us go. While we were some steps away, one of the small princesses came running towards me and hit me though I wasn’t hurt, she was happy for hitting me. She even said, “What a stupid fellow, you don’t even have a rupee with you”. I chuckled as my face reddened and I had to hurry off the place to encounter any more embarrassment as there were some other people coming on that way.

From that day onwards I am very careful on days like Shivaratri. Earlier today I was ready for the blockades. I kept some changes with me and headed towards the office. In my neighborhood, there were some three blockades and I gave them some money and also told them that this fee was for a whole day. They agreed. On the last blockade, a man on a motorcycle was rudely shouting at those little kids dragging their ropes with the bike and scolding at them. That was absolutely disturbing for me. There was another biker along me who happily, smilingly and cherishingly gave money to those kids. Looking at that rude guy I was saddened and again with a good fellow on my side I was delighted.

Yeah, giving money to those kids is not good but thinking about those days when we used to do the same, it’s not about spoiling kids or encouraging them to block our ways on this day. To me it’s just about fun and letting the kids be happy for at least a day. Same goes when kids come to play deusi and vailos in Tihar. I just remembered a friend who had just arrived home from abroad was found to be dancing with deusi vailo kids who did not even have a proper madal. It’s just about making kids happy and enjoying with their pleasure.

And while returning home I’m quite sure to have kids blocking my way and I’d be well prepared to bring a grin on their face.