Showing posts with label Society. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Society. Show all posts

My Goddess Wife...

The reality of my life
Is the cruelty to my wife
Yes, I killed her with a knife
And I hit her with my club
Until unless she sob
And became pale yellow red
I wished to see her dead
Because I was slowly fed
And had to wait for long in bed
Then I stroked on her head
And kicked her to the damp shed.

Now in this city ride
She cried and I tried to hide
Because my poor guide
Knew it was a crime
Against the regime who sent
Those policemen to my rent
Oh no! My hands were bent
By them who took me to the jail
My attempt to get bailed failed
Yes failed because this was my time
To pay for my crime
And now for my Goddess Wife I hymn
And expect you wife-hitters to rhyme.

What does it mean to be educated?

When we hear the word Education we immediately relate it with knowledge. However, getting educated doesn’t mean the same as gaining knowledge. Education can be defined as a formal process and product of gaining knowledge. For example, a person has a lot of knowledge about computer programming. He/she knows how to use programming software such as C++, Java, and PHP in developing and formulating computer programs. However, he doesn’t have a degree in computer Engineering. For a single post of Computer Programmer, reputed IT Company invites applicants. Along with him, there is another applicant who has the same level of knowledge of Computer Programming; however is a graduate of a University. Who has a better chance of getting the job? Obviously that of the graduate. The meaning of getting educated lies in this answer.

In today’s competitive job market, an educated person is more preferred than an uneducated person. The reason behind this is the potentiality of the graduate to simultaneously grow both personally and professionally. This aspect of the graduate motivates the employer to believe that he/she will give more to the company than the company has to give him/her. So, to be educated means to get more opportunities in life.

An educated person is objective and rational. He/She doesn’t get as influenced as other uneducated people by mere sentiments. He/She is less likely to be a victim of the illusionary advertisements, fictitious film stories and fake political ideologies. For example, there was a big protest in Nepal over the statement given by an Indian actor Hrithik Roshan some years ago. Do you imagine the same to happen if he spoke the same foe countries like The USA, The UK, Germany; of course not. Its so because in those countries people are educated and rational. They think that a country will be great if the people living there are productive for the nation and not because a foreigner praises it. So why to get worried and waste productive time in protesting something that has nothing to react to. Because of this attitude there is no burning of tires (no environmental pollution), no traffic jam, no chaos and hence no instability.

So, the meaning of being educated means to have better job opportunities, to be more productive, to be more rational and objective.

Nepali Movies

It has been long since I have left watching Nepali films. I have been getting satisfied by watching the Fim previews itself.I feel that i have to watch nepali films for promoting Nepali film industry and Nepali culture at large.But what stops me from converting my feeling into action is the rendering of culture in Nepali films.

I came to watch a film preview of a film named -(i forgot)in which a fighting heroine (i suppose) speaks a dialogue..."oi ek kadam pani agadi badhis bhane, aama ko bihe dekhlas"...that is "Hey, if you move even a step closer, you will see your mother's marriage".This statement is a modification of a often used dialogue 'oi nihu khojis bhane baau ko bihe dekhlas...you will see your father's marriage if you try to fight with me".

This is what prevents me from watching Nepali fims. There are reasons for me to watch movies, the foremost reason is for getting refreshed and entertained.Then comes the ethical wishes such as learning the culture, knowing the world,etc.If I do not get entertainment, why would I watch the Nepali films..for passing time?

No.because in that I will watch Hollywood and bollywood movies which are comparatively better than the spicy Nepali movies in terms of film-story, actings, video quality etc.

Yes there have been production of some quality movies like "Balidaan", "Caravan", "Numaphung", "Kagbeni"; also some earlier movies such as "Samjhana", "Kusume Rumal","Chino","Dakshina" were good for their classical storyline which matched the contemporary society of that time.I watched those older fims and the present advaced films both in Cinemahall and Cable-TV.And when I spesak of boosting the morale, professionalisation and industrialization of Nepali movies, I am actually speaking on behalf of these sort of movies from which I got both entertained and informed.
So, I prefer to watch films of good quality which depicts the contemporary issues and which renders useful information; but not the current in ehich some people dressed like Jokers dance in the middle of New-Road and sing songs with music in the background while there is no musical instrument playing seen around.

So, my suggestion to Nepali film makers is that please do not make films that will in word represent the nation but in reality spoiling national norms, values, culture, society and the people's aspirations.It will be a wate of both time and money; and the deviation of human mind from Creation to unwanted copying and unliked producing.

एक्लोपन ...

रमेश भित्रभित्रै गुम्सिँदैछ, ऊ ५२ वर्षको भयो । तर उसको उमेर गुम्साइको कारण होइन । उ डराउँछ जीवनदेखि यसको मतलब समाजले परिभाषित गरेको पागल, बहुला या निष्काम, खत्तम उ छैन । उ सँग बस्न घर छ, अन्न उब्जाउने प्रशस्त खेत छ, परिवार छ तर पनि उ कता-कता एक्लो जोगी जस्तो छ । तर उ आफैँमा एउटा भिन्न चरित्र होइन, उ जस्ता मान्छे अनगिन्ति छन् – अरुजस्तो उ एउटा चल्तापुर्जा मेसिन भएको छ । उसले जे काम गर्छ, निश्चित हिसाब किताब गरेर मात्र गर्छ, कहिले उ नाफा मा हुन्छ त कहिले उ घाटामा । उसको दिमागका तर्क अब शरीरको निर्देशन केन्द्र भन्दा बढि केही रहेन ।

यही एक्लोपनले विरक्तिएको रमेश पुरानो पिपल को रुखमुनि बसेको छ,मानौँ उ कुनै ध्यान गर्न निस्किएको हो । त्यही रूखमा कुनैदिन उ साथीहरु सँग लुकामारी खेल्थ्यो, आज त्यही लुकेको अस्तित्वलाई खोज्न उ त्यहाँ बसेको छ । यसो रुखतिर हेर्छ, पातहरु पलाउँदैछन्, केही हप्ता अघि त्यो रूख हाड र छाला मात्र भएको शरीर जस्तो थियो, पातहरु झरेर, रुख को उतारचढाव देखेर उ मुस्कुराउँछ । फेरि सम्झिन्छ, रुखको उमेर, यो उसको बाउभन्दा अगाडि जन्मिएको प्राणी हो र सम्भवत यो नाती-पनाती को उमेर सँगै वृद्ध हुन्छ होला ।

एक जोडदार हावाको झोंकाले उसको ध्यान खल्बलाउँछ । उ आफ्नो परिचय खोज्छ तर खोज्ने ठाउँ भेट्दैन । आफूलाई मान्दा उसले एक लामो र गहिरो यात्रा गर्नुपर्छ स्वयम भित्र । यही यात्रा देखि उ डराउँछ र पाइला अघि बढाउँछ, शिर भुईंमा झुकाउँछ र अनिश्चित गन्तव्यतिर लम्किन्छ ।

Relation...

“Life is a simply a metal, getting moulded striked, welded to deliver beautiness ending though getting rusted”, Sunita was saying to herself. One month before she was what she now thought would never be in life. Her happiness sublimating into sadness together with those of Samir. Both loved each other enjoyed each other’s companion until politics came in between.Politics got a way to mingle in their life because of their social differences. Samir was a son of a rich couple-both being doctors staying and working in Rampur chitwan. He was a stereotype of modernity while Sunita was a prototype of morality and ideology. Sunita’s father was professor of sociology in Tribhuwan University.

Before politics streamed them into two isolated lands, there was one thing binding them together – sex . Because both were quite rational, they never hesitated in talking about sexual relationships and other embedded stuffs. They were regular kissers although distanced from each other during day-light before friends in that romantic and windy environment of Dhulikhel.

Though they tried to hide their relationships they often spotted on the rear side of auditorium hall between 7-8 pm after that Sunita went to her hostel and Samir to his room. It was one Friday evening before the holidays of End-Semester when Sunita signed out on her attendance journal…….. She was to goto Kathmandu. But, her kathmandu was Samir ‘s room. That Friday night, they unhided everything they possessed of worth, all their youthness was boiling at the most. Early next morning they went to Kathmandu. Now Samir was to goto Rampur and Sunita to Biratnagar to her ancestral house.

Kathmandu University was changing and so, were the students and teachers there. “Loktantra” was what they wished to bring about in the University. Students now had courage to speak up to senior teachers and administrators about many issues. Election to the Student Welfare council was soon to be held. Sunita had become the class representative (CR) of the Biotech 3rd year class. And she was proposed a post of vice president by one of the candidates of the president post. The problem was that, another candidate was Samir’s close friend and Samir wanted his victory. Samir tried to persuade Sunita to come to his friends panel, she rejected, then he asked her to withdraw herself from election, she got annoyed and it was the last thing they had to deal on. It just crashed.

They didn’t speak then after. Sunita was quite distressed with what happened to her and withdrew from all those election campaigns. Samir had a backpaper to clear in the compartment exam, so he gave up his participation in all those campaigns. The election was over. Samir’s friend won the election and also brought on his part all those rival panel’s CRs. It was a Sunday night. Sunita on her hostel and Samir on his room – thinking what they got .