The annus horribilis has passed so swiftly that on its eve I come to realize how important our lives really are. Neither had I any time to reflect nor did I care to engulf myself into this sweet disposition I so much used to obsess over. A year of action. A year of service. A year of unity and revival. For someone who lives most of his time ruminating the existential paradoxes and divine comedies, it was a year worth having lived and most importantly, having survived a melodramatic one. Here are six conclusions from a melodramatic Nepali myself:
Resilient as fuck, dependent as fucked up
A year of agony and here we are in festive mood to celebrate the disaster which killed over nine thousands of our fellow countrymen, injured thousands more and destroyed most of the hilly mud houses in 14 districts. On its anniversary, most newspapers are still thrashing the government about inadequate relief work and having been unable to commence reconstruction.
Flying amongst Crows and Dragons
Yes, the southern crow shit on us and didn’t welcome our democratically promulgated constitution. The dragon provided some fuel to our our fire of Gurkha bigotry. To be honest, I consider ourselves vultures. Politics is quintessentially economic in nature in the end.
Yes, Madheshis are Gorkhalis too!
It’s time we respect the ancient Mithila kingdom as something not alien but something ours to cherish too. Stop identifying them with people of Bihar. Some of them may have some familial ties but that doesn’t make them less Nepali. The people of India and Nepal can enter each other’s country and work as an immigrant and have been favored to go through less legal procedures than other nations. It works both ways. There is no citizenship discrimination here! (Yes, I have read the Nepal Constitution 2015, Part 2, Articles 10-15). Okay let’s not jump on this bandwagon now.
We understand why you are doing it, but we cannot accept what you are doing
Elite Madhesi leaders will be hard to forgive for what comedy they created and how much trouble the rest of the country had to go through. The so-called madhesi people will also have hard time forgiving the so-called Pahades. Although I live in Kathmandu, I refuse to identify myself as a Pahade. I think we should include the people of Terai into our most beloved word of choice: Gorkhali. All Nepalese should be able to call themselves Gorkhalis. Maybe they need a class on gaining publicity from now not-so-beloved Dr. Bhattarari. Post Scriptum: I wonder if anyone has claimed the 50 lakh rupees these politicians had promised.
Stop using this two creepy words
Pahadis and Madheshis. Seriously, we need to stand on more politically correct terminology. I suggest, DAG of Nepal. Aren’t we both? Duh! All those who live in hills aren’t Pahades and all those who live in Terai aren’t Madeshis. We need transparent distributive justice in Nepal, not politically favored and nepotistic quota system.
We cannot ignore Prithivi Jyanti
Yes, this guy unified our country. I don’t understand what the communists of Nepal don’t understand. I don’t care if Mr. P.N. Shah was a feudal King or a pauper. He unified Nepal and he is the reason we call ourselves Nepali. If we cannot set an example of respect and admiration in this Post Civil War era then I doubt the legacy of any communist leader will be different.