My odd ideas

The need of reality and use of reality are different things,you just watch Discovery Kids with Mini Maker ,the view of Buckingham place and mini makers around the world,you just enjoy as kid.You love colors and love how to speak in tablet as a curious teacher ,the talk keep on going,you become a child to collect ideas as a silent listener.Whole day I spent having sunbath and having raw sugercane.The taste of sugercane and juice is different you just love the way your child behaves.He acts as if he is Charlie Chaplin and you feel your knowledge of watching is cartoon is limited ,you do not know how to behave like the cartoon character depicted and demonstrated in Televisions.

Anyway odd ideas of using nonesense topic is my great interest ,I do not know why drawing has been a favorite to my three years kid ,the arty party and drips and drops of colors to use dripy flower pictures becomes a non stop duty at the early evening of New Year 2017,you love myth of Krsihna everytime and try to recite with the kids around and your own heroism with smile starts in a new level.

Anyway Myth of Krishan valorizes nature and the childhood game and fun is the main door of happiness,you lock yourself in the mythic peripheri to interrelate your soul to the spirit of nature as part and cuisine in wild nature with colorful smiles make you more happy .You love cartoon representation of your mythical,comic and other known character and you enjoy a lot with full satisfaction.The overall odd ideas of myth to relate with science is a package of happiness in life and I just observe the use of medias to express the same fantasy in collective form.

The topics to be discussed

Topic of issues are various,whenever I just open my laptop ,the wifi setting of Nepal Telecom has been helping a lot to understand the different topics aroused in movies,googles,news and advertisement with the different definations and the play back song of the movies in V Channel ,different costume and reciepe ideas in different media channel help me to relate with me all,the way singers present the reality on music albums,the painting on the wall ,the artistic design on the wall of the different walls on the way ,the muddy way,the street stalls around and their conversation of real things and incidents in daily life are really wonderful.You find a  child having shoe polish gum on the local markets and you feel odd at the situation ,you buy vegetables and ignore the fact because you are no more interested to change at once.

The songs about changes in society make me feel happy,I just remember some Jasusi Novels I got chance to read published by Indian Markets specially about the various indusrties and I love the way they presented the situation of Nepal.The influence of Hippi Culture in Devanand movies in classical film with the help of Parbin Babi was really cool.You just love the way they depict social problems in short cut way,you understand the theme only that wrong thing is presented but the novella was not limited in a story ,it was a contextual analysis to sort out problems,as webster definition of 2016 as Surreal year.

You love iphone,laptop to view the world the news presents,the ideas generated by the authors,the writers analysis of the then society,the movies and the movies reviews ,the songs played on the television channels,the lyrics used in the song with intonation and one used there for depicting the mentality of new generation and timely changes around the society.The need  and reality are different things but the changes are caused by own reasons and timely  changes as prescribed by calender ,myth and science has been continued.Sometimes ,the unwritten things of the lines define the reality much and you analyse the advertisement too much.

Because short time advertisement has more message in reality when discovery channel or national geographic analyses the mystic nature of Fish and other minor creatures I feel odd.How mentis can be so dangerous to eat a twenty centimeter snake ,is it a scientific defination or the mythic analysis of mentis is a satire to human society where division,fusions of culutre and chaos on timely basis has been a repeated story of humanity on the name of race,caste,religion and other division.Is it a satire to my pyscho,the hidden part of my mentality as a foolish person who has a cup of tea and write none sense of the sense.

When the music is played your pyscho works in accordance to the theme and you just love the songs and presentation skills there,the dressing sense,use of light,the exact movements there,the terms,ideas,theme,images and many more things interrelated there to deal with society and changes in human life around the world.I just sit with my child ,turn a news paper or play a song to understand the voice and steps of dance there .

As a dumb observer of Pitbull songs and his dress songs and his collaboration work with Jennifer Lopez has been my great interest.I just bring a CD to play the song continiously to understand what they do ,a change to time and space,a live presentation of the society or need of change.The words and only words make me feel the topics are various and in bed I have to lie down to feel them as mine.

Oh My God

The gossip of various topic is going on the media,my tea cup is after full lunch of dal,bhat and chamsur sag has not finished ,the use of laptop and Kantipur News is my great interest.You just love facebook to read latest article everyday about the news and fake news spread around the world and hot conversation about the media is always on the tips of the tongue as if you are licking the news as tasty and non tasty items as if you are at Macdonald with certain burger items.Cold temperature of Kathmandu and the lazy life of mine with certain books with no exact definition and certain media highlights make me overwhelm everyday.I do not know what we mean by herbs or different issues raised in media my concern to see just keep on reading nonesense and have a mind make up only.

You can not deny the videos in youtube make you more eager to understand more ,the presence of writing and visual images make me more curious to know more and more described and prescribed version of ideas with theme generate many thing which you use your own perspective and approaches using the theme make me able rethink why they are so and so.Digital prescription of the essential forms in govern offices and road development issue has been in my eyes.I just love to see around and as a passanger has the cup of tea around.

Christmas is gone and you just love Santa Dress as it has lots of gifts for you and the Bonzai tree with lights also attract a lot.I just remember my friend Bulbul and Tultul used to call me to take part in halelluah and have cake.They showed me picture of Supper and St. Mary with the baby and elaborated a lot.I was just reading in class two and remember their conversation about Bible theme and value of sacrifice in daily life and how Christ died for all humanity and humanism became the main theme.

Now ,my momma again started making pickle of mango for his son and the preparation is on demand ,the use of spices like mustard,chilly,oil and salt to prepare a tasty item of mango is essential part of her routine.Anyway,I just said oh my god ,when she with her old hands prepares the food after doing long hours of pray to her Lord Shiva.

The schedule of loadshedding

Loadshedding has been a name of disease which appeared in our country long term ago and the remedy is on search like the other problems we have everyday like water scarcity,poverty, painful disease and different problems in society on timely basis.I just remember a book about an Indian Author ,who was worried of  Berlin lifestyle where was no electric scarcity, was lamenting his habit of preparing all need like candles,matchbox and torchlight for the loadshedding time.

The news about loadshedding and different timetable in newspapers make me curious how everything is managed and distributed in every areas,people are highly interests about loadshedding and prepare everything on time.Anyway use of inverter and solar is also high to avoid the situation.But the habit remains same ,lamentation is same and my laptop sings the song of loadshedding where ever as it is the main sign of our life style,our tuki turned out to be light as we are the citizen of same country which has the second richest water resources in the world.

The beauty of light in my room becomes dark and dangerous situations when there is loadshedding ,I started worrying too much as if I am the only homo sapiens in the earth and was born in sky and fell to earth in area where light was working properly anyway my typing habit became a joke to my three years son but I love the way he comments on my habit that a sleeping elephant never gonna to change.

Life has various molds of truths and I as a bad ,fatty potato shaped persona try to rewrite the notes in the dim light of the room but my fontsize and the silent room speak same song of loadshedding that I feel afraid to be in room  ,to study the book twice ,to understand the reality or demonstrated truth there but I never understand why all become rubbish in one minute.

Learning parts of Speech as Grammar Rule

When I started learning the grammar using grammar book ,I just realized there was something which I always lacked, a topic to be unseen and seen ,the feeling to be be on live as in facebook and google,they intruduced noun,the use of name to refer the person,the thing,the place and all and depicted further divisions.So nomilization has itself division in grammar book as we have division in life with the identity we has with us.Different publications of grammar book created same mosaic and I read the grammar book.

Again,the pro noun came to use insead of noun.I searched in life who is coming in stead of me or inplace of me,the reference was the curiosity.In same way ,again Adjective came to qualify the noun ,now I can see my certificates are qaulifying me ,my status prescribing me  and the adverb as helping to verb criticism defines my deed.

The more I touch grammar book more I learned my biography,the exclamations became part of demonstration in real life and color gestures of pictures and cartoon using the same book rules and regulations reminded me all the activities around .I use my iphone to click the pictures,I started to travel in metro rails to narrate  lot of stories with the passangers standing with me in life,the stalls in market with food became my another grammar book.

The books with lines and the people around the bus,metro and plane are in same category dealing same story ,writing a story of life using same grammar rules and regulations in the name of changes in life,many news papers are published,many designs are built and rebuilt and still communications is on paper as book,on the way as mobile ,at home as tv and news paper and different religious topic.

The books around,the grammar rules around,the different religious,ethnic ,economic,social and political rules are all interrelated like the daily book I have named  as laptop where google,facebook ,yahoo and many more serfing sites give me the news of topics I like and they flow and re state as grammar to human life and Homo Sapiens  like me  to understand what I do not know.

Menstrutation

Topic of menstruation is not a new topic, a girl suffers too much.As a girl ,it has been my problem and I saw everyone suffered from same disease.Low blood pressure,continious stomach pain, laziness in body makes the woman body so fragile and the cry for hours limit in silence.Whenever Chhauparhi custom of western Nepal is depicted a lot in news channel and different magazines of Nepal I just keep on buying pain killer to overcome the pain of menstrutation. The hot water bag,the painkiller and different warm soup to get the relief has been my schedule since many years.

I always kept a Gharelu Ausadhi book published by Banaras Pustak Bhandar with me to understand local hurbs and use of them to get relief.Use of hot water with a spoon of turmeric,use of Pudeena dried powder to feel fresh ,use of methis in cold water for overnight to relief  the stomach ache or use of amala powder or tripahal churn are the latest topics discussed in the book,I realized the way my Kaki from Eastern Nepal in Harispur used to give me warm water to have for instant relief.

Even in Dhakalthok my aunts were busy to avoid such problems they gave hot buffalo milk to feel fresh to avoid the stomach pain,they told not to have  cow milk during these days but my cousin too suffered a lot.Her mother in law gave her hot milk  and she felt relief.Such medication in rural villages using local herbs ,milk and warm water was really wonderful.

Thus.menstruation a topic for girl is the sign of bodily changes and  a problem for life time is a girlish issue and  home remedies are always welcomed in families .

Ratyauli,the topic seen and unseen part of Marriage Ceremony in Nepal

Marriage ceremony is the most hot topic in Nepal and  Ratyauli as part of marriage is performed in different parts of Nepal as it  has own value.When bride groom departs for bridegroom with his guests ,the marriage hall at home is used to celebrate as dance stage by the female members of the bridegroom or every female guests who gather to celebrate the dance.They distribute the snacks named Kasar and selrotee with different pickles and then starts dancing ,they depict male female bonding ,familial love and every factors of marriage ,you just feel odd as kid to observe everything because the dance goes on maximum level of demonstration of male pysche and female pysche.

It was in Dhakalthok,Syngja, 1998 ,I was sitting on the yard,my cousin took me with her to Gairikhoriya ,where in Payeta house there was ratyauli program ,I went with her it was evening time ,all women with red saree ,patuki and gunyu cholo started beating drum together ,then a female disguising as a male started dancing in mid.We just laughed and went to have snacks there .Anyway female demonstration of male pysche was not less important .There were certain bolloywood pictures in which I  had seen such incident but real incidents in marriage ceremony makes you feel more happy .

Culture and demonstration are interrelate thing we demonstrate what we want to present in front of other in the name of celebration and some factors of culture are named taboos and we just limit our talks only but the scene created by female theatre or stage in local marriage ceremony is owesome.You just visit every marriage ceremony and you tease your brothers for such incident when they bring bride with them as bridegroom and you get lots of gifts and money to make them irriatate by heart.Your demand reaches to peak level and they beg with you and you let them to enter in the home of marriage ceremony.

Anyway,ratyauli ceremony is the less described topic in our society various videos are made by local singers and you just love to play in laptop and you feel you would love to dramatize this unseen part in your family and relatives .

Dear do you like Nepali food

You just spend many hours everyday in kitchen realizing value of your mom  who prepare tasty food items for you everyday and you enjoy a lot a foodie the food presented in a rimmed brass or stainless steel plate about 12"/30 cm. diameter..Your granny at the age of ninety four enjoy cocumber achar with you in a corner of your sweet home in Dhakalthok and enjoy the areas of Dhakalthok.My granny ,aunt and friends around the areas always engaged in promotion of Nepali food available in market.Sitting on a wooden platform(pirka) in front of a wood fired stove and preparing delicious Nepali meals my granny spent many decade in Dhakalthok. Although I wanted to go and help stir the bubbling pot on the stove she never let me help or interfere with her chores. Maybe because a wood fired stove is not the safest thing for a child and produces too much smoke.

 I learnt the basics of Nepali cooking techniques and it was just the start of wanting to learn more.These days in Kathmandu, KFC chicken, pizza and north Indian dishes are immensely popular .Commonly used spices in both cuisines are cumin, coriander, black pepper, turmeric, red and green chilies, garlic, fresh ginger and onions. Most authentic spices such as Jimbu (Himalayan herb) and Timbur (schezwan pepper) are not seen in Indian cooking. In Kathmandu the spicing is milder and subtler. Dhindo, Gundruk, lentil stews, sun dried vegetables, bamboo shoots, sukuti (dried meat) are more common in hilly areas. Tibetan influence brings momo, the stuffed dumpling, ferment bamboo shoots and such. I would say Nepali food is neither Indian nor Tibetan but a confluence of the two with a unique Nepali flavor.

There are many things we do not realize in our daily lives which occupy in our daily life ,the colorful herbs with their smells make the surrounding so wonderful you just enjoy the day with your friends joining the lunch or dinner party together for the festivals or moments you want to recollect with you.

Momma what do you mean Jhak

The terminology regarding the myths in different songs,books ,lyrics and many things are still library and on the box I have but only question arises when you fear with something for a long time you do not know.What do you mean by jhak mom,can you give the exact definition about jhak in English ,can you feel.I have been observing many guys having  jhak in Triveni when they read Sita Haranh Kand in Ramayan taking the reference of Hanuman in Sunsar Kand ,you feel that you are part of your Ramayan Shlok and you start jumping.Is it a disease at all for the moments you have in your life.

I was on the way an aunt where she told me to visit a house ,the quarters were two bed room set with one kitchen and two barandas in the areas ,we entered in one of them had a chat and returned to home.It was wonderful experience to be there but after I slept I realized a nurse under the bed came and sit nearby me.I got awaken.I told aunt she said the house we entered was a house of nurse who died long ago and the incident happened before 1994 AD only.I do not want to mention the space and time.

In same context during the SLC exams I had been reciting my Gayatree Mantras a lot to meditate my mind.There was  Devibhagawat in our village and I heard the people playing same sound.We friends just sat beside the temple and collected mangoes there and recited the same mantras.I know the same year we travelled in Nawalparasee areas too where we saw the scenerio.

Moreover the years passed and I got realization a small girl with her eyes speaking the same story at 3 oclock in the morning.I was afraid for some seconds and then went to temple of Batuk Temple Lagankhel.We did certain pujas there for whole day,I always visited there for the rituals my parents said to do.The story of following rituals is a part of your deed and you do it as demand of your family.

Again marriage happened me and my hubby began to travel towards Pashupatinath and Satam Cahndee,at the three of the morning ,again I began to shook ,I saw a girl in Devi Dress dancing in the ground of Tribhuvan University in red dress for more than twenty minutes.My whole body was tired because I was meditating  and hubby relatives started shouting Jhak aayo ,jhaak aayo,we took bath and went to the temple around Satam Chandithan and worship for short time.

We came Syangja after six months again in bed I felt I was flying in the sky for around twenty minutes .It was around two oclock,we shifted to upper room ,a lady friend was doing oil message to my head. I was looking at her suddenly I got a deep breath and felt sleepy.Suddenly I was on the under the bed,I did not know how I reached there four men carried me to taxi and took me a lama.He was a gurung nearby who gave me lots of ideas about spiritualism.

Another incident happened when I reached to Dhakalthok,one of the uncle there began to show me me horoscope ,I was shocked to know all he told and realized the value of his essence in a line that Naagdevta exists in our hilly areas and his vision is my vision.The same incident repeated to my own uncle in my brothers marriage when he started dancing around marriage taking the name of grandfather.

So story of jhak and jhakree,naaag and naag devta are our myths but our familial bonding since a long time have been following same rituals everytime  in Siruabaree areas of Syangja and I also ask momma about it ,I myself suffered same vision of naag devta  as told by momma,so I asked my momma ,what  do you mean by jhak,is it the ritual ,i feel sudden pain in my ears and headache too and feel refreshed later for a long time.Is it a drama of time as you said .

I do not know the exact answer what other said but self realization  or intitutional power of knowing somebody through gesture and eyes are not a joke at all.Anyway we dhakal families have been a devotee of Naag in Syangja and his vision is assumed as greatest victory for all of us and all sibiling  ,taking the English book still I feel surprized where I lack .

Wh questions in my life

The question arises many times what is the reason of what ,for what and why ,the reasoning faculty does not provide me the answer the what I have been speaking at all.When I am lying on a bed with my pillow and Blanket I just keep on reciting the song Dukhiko Thauno all the time,rearrange the pages of Buddhichanak,the swasthani book,hamunan chalisa,shiva Chalisa ,my question remains under observation and erasure. I do not understand whats the reason of certain thing and mystique nature does not relate me at all .I know I have been sharing the pictures randomly but randomness has another larger blanket in it.

Somebody spoke of IELTS classes , a smiling face irritated me a lot.I do not like him at all.He smiles and made me confused ,we all blamed him much but still he smiles.I do not like his cigar he uses,dog he has with him or kindness for the animals and the friends circle there.I love myself only.I crazy the dumb feel bored at him.

I asked the question if I breath like you and how many years have you taught ,do you still read the book on regularly ,he felt sick,my questions bank is the problem of all and my questions seeing you arises .I know you know more than me but wh questions and grammars rules are under demand.The language pattern,the buildings pattern,road pattern on the same way gave me sign I know nothing of you,you guys with iphone and me with iphone are drawing same picture of life in same land.

bonding

Story one

Sisters are tensions in life they need you always when you want to sleep cheerfully they keep on teasing you unnecessarily.Even you have sis in laws too they create more tensions around ,you are in cage to listen non stop and feel bored at the bak bak.Your mobiles lots of miscalls and you feel sleepy.You must be a Santa clause to make them happy otherwise you become Modee everyday having the dispute of Kaladhan as Modee keeps in pocket.Love story of Bhai Bahan and Modeeji and other leaders are on high demand.The problems you have more than one hundred sisters around you and you love all and your love story of sisters bonding and brother bonding are full of love.

Story Two

How many sisters do you have ,more than five hundred ,if I visit my relatives there will be more than one but not less than five hundred and I just use facebook for sister bonding for me.

Paa story Of Magyam Chisapani

Stories are unbelievable,your story of life is wonderful,you just love to be loved by all and your familial love becomes matter.Story of Sanjeev Kapoor fails when a man enters in my door to visit the Pashupatinath Temple with mom,I was a tourist guide since 2000 AD to the guests who came to visit Kathmandu .We reached to Pashupatinath,now paa story began.

The memory of Magyam Chisapani began with paa.An old man always working like a machine around me  was really unbearable,he was perfect in almost everything cooking,knitting,chatting and familial stories he started the tale of Dohori Song in Magyam Chisapani,Syangja,I just loved the way he said.Again he started working like a machine.You can not stand near him.No body likes him because of his army position of work.

Anyway he again showing me Sailaijo song,I just kept on playing youtube to relate all.The newspaper in English was his great interest and various of Indian Cuisine was his experiment and no woman agrees to stand near him to cook a food.Sanjeev Kapoor gets failed everyday in my eyes .

Anyway the story of family member including,his paa ,momma ,sisters and brothers get never ended.He always missed everyone and talked to everyone about the land types,forests,wildlife,Lokdohoree and cuisine there.Anyway he was of paa of his family and I lazybone loved to listen at first but I ran away from him for second story narration.

This year during 2016 November I visited the Magyam Chisapani,the world came to be narrow,it was a wonderful place to be loved,you love the place,the things he described everyday at his home with the children he had including me too and the story of Magyam became famous in mind,really nothing was changeable during the years,every year he reached Magyam visited to each piece of land related to his memory,touched the sand,rock,the pieces of wood around,oranges there  and retold us .

So when you try to touch the memory and the things around you feel that become your filmstory,you are with your Iphone clicking around and describing same thing bringing Aristotle in your iphone and recreate a mosaic in life.Your paa story from Rastrapatibhawan,India Gate to Magyam Chisapani become one and you rewrite your own story using facebook,serfing in google ,watching movies,preparing dishes,travelling around locations,clicking the sceneries ,chating with friends and relatives.

You become director,writer,composer and dancer in life and your film,timeline is ready for your grandchildren around you like and comment everyday,you interrealte everything like a jam in jar,you celebrate Christmas in Malls,you listen the song of love ,story of Solomon and click the pictures of Currency everyday.Your love song become a song to all.

Anyway paa story sounds better when paa shows the pictures of Magyam Chisapani clicking himself the scenerio ,the cuisine  he had everyday there.Lets see the story of love everyday.Your love towards journey towards your origin is a story of adventure ,care,love and affections.

Bawalisi se mahi ho gayi Modee Diwani

I know I watched Picture about Kaladhan issue of 1990s in Sivaji the boss, acted by Rajnikanta and Modeeji being same actor is not joke,the discovery channel description about kaldhan and Ramdev and Anna Hajare Aandolan 2011 was the same journey.Just enjoy the movies.People forgot ram ram name and began modee modee ,from India Gate to Pashupati Nath Temple all sing same song ,Modee Modee,momma please give me tea cup,Trump song and Modee song became my favorite.Anyway people have forgotten all the demarcation line based on religion,sex and status and standing together in same line listening the debates.Dhanybad Modiji ,you erased Ramrahim bibad in a month.In the name of cash all became one under media,you love the news channels as the best education system everywhere you go.The Kapil show and Modee show became my favorites for the years I try to spend a human.Your television news channel make you so curious about the world you love.Sometimes I want to know who made Television first and who gave me television as award at home.You love your dish tv for such networking and love the moments with cup of tea.Your hubby a devotee of Modee just keep on narrating and discussing the modee song and you feel bored at him because he left the interest in modeeji and you keep on watching and keep on commenting about modee and modee for years,you just keep on watching news.You just enjoy Modee rally sometimes and just keep on observing only.You keep on studying news reviews about three major parties in Delhi presented by news channel and reread the newspaper as if you understand but the song modee modee remains same till now.

Your love story in Tribhuvan Universtiy

Love stories are always our favorite and I never miss a chance to watch the movies focused on love theme and books about love.They create sensation in you,my love towards Tribhuvan University began when I touch the book heritage by Heritage of Words of Abhi Subedhi,I was just fifteen years old and it was Sunwal market Narayan store who gave me the book.I was happy to read the name Abhi Subedi,after all I became a great person to have the book.I searched his pictures I found the oldy has white hairs with bald hair.I began to imagine him ,the collections of stories he compiled in the book was the best item I was having in Mahakavi Devkota,my lecturer started teaching recurring dream event and use of bamboo shoot in cuisine I felt I was on the right track.It was Umapati Sir and Babu  Sir who made pickle of all the books of literature in Sunwal College but I was happy with Dunaut and Aaaloo Chukauni there collecting the notes by the teacher .

Umapati sir met me around Butwal Chakrapat at four oclock and started to be in class on the time.I was alone there from Laxmipath Butwal at the early morning on foot.The SLC exam was going on and I had to be with my brothers so the daily travel  to Sunwal from Butwal was a lifetime achievement and your collections of Feminine stories printed in Indian Magazines help a lot to understand cuisine and incidents around you.You try to jot down the ideas in random ways and your lectures keep on guarding you around.

Again Padmakanya College became the most heroic part of life,all girls around classes had the same lullaby of being dignified lady around and we mocked everyone we see.We were the Spiderman around and never left a chance to follow Shailendra Kumar Singh Sir to irritate asking a lot of questions until he requests for next day.Even other lectures were not safe because girlish love for teachers for English is a bad idea when spiderman type girls are based on question to wash the brain of teachers.

Now Central Department of English  in Tribhuvan Univesity became the major platform to girlish gang.The old man with mine of knowledge was absence only other came and gave lots of lectures and everyday I did the google serfing  to understand what they mean.I was very dumb by birth and a lazybone like me remembered tea only in classes.Once the play was there ,my respected lecturer called me and informed that he was with Abhi Sir,he took the pictures with him too.I saw the pictures and turned my diaries of article based on Abhi Subedi.Now my journey ended in Tribhuvan university I was fully satisfied to feel him in TU Theatre room but did  not meet him at all.I know this magician will smile and I will not have the answer at all why I wished to see him for years.

Story of Jire Khursani,spicy green chilly at Maygyam Chisapani

My homemade pickle's collection: Aap ko achaar (mango pickle), mula ko achaar (radish pickle), golveda ko achaar ( cherry tomato pickle) and jire khursani ko achaar ( hot red chilli pickle) are in fridge and having them with Chapati or Paratha is a kind of easiest way of serving meals as snacks for day time or short time preparation for emergency guests.You love your television and tea to have pickles around to get the sour taste when you feel bored.This time I am not going to generate any sort of ideas through the pictures only ,I have to re/discuss about the taste of this spicy Chilly.

Story of Jire Khursani began in my life when I used to study in nursery classes.A small girl behind me used to call me and used to share with her mom the pickles around her.Her mom was the expert at home science and I was the kid to enjoy her company while having pickles.She always grilled the jire khursani with garlic and ginger and prepared the instant pickle for Chapati.I loved to copy her each activity and explore while playing with my kid kitchen set at home with the girl.We played with dolls about domestic life and pickle making process was the same for those dolls too.

This year I visited Magyam Chisapani and the lady at the home brought Jire Khursani of Pokhara lakeside and she grilled all the spices with this jire chilly and mashed the onion with salt ,I loved the taste of using lime too in the ready made onion flavored Salsa but the taste of Jire khursani was the most interesting flavor there.Again they permitted to prepare pamelo pickle next day and I prepared the paste of  garlic,ginger ,spices and this red chilly named Jire Khursani and gave a tadka of methi too after mixing curd.We had the pickle there together and this red chilly spice was the commanding taste used there.

Although our local grinder named used for preparing the pickles but I know value of this Silauta and lohoro also can not be neglected.The stone grinding flavor with chilly and salt using other known spices help you a lot to taste,experiment and prepare new dishes and your love story with grandma kitchen is continued till many years as you have your relatives around you prepare daily meals using the same methodology of traditional kitchen equipment introducing new items from Bhatbhateni,you try to fuse both modern and antique pieces to claim your ideas about home made items and your friends always occupy to response your hardworksat kitchen.

Three stories of Maygyam Chisapani,Syangja

Story part one

Magyam Chisapani,Syangja,the views I got in google serfing,Chisapani, Gandaki is a village development committee in Syangja District in the Gandaki Zone of central Nepal. At the time of the 1991 Nepal census it had a population of 4641 people living in 909 individual households.1 h 10 min (34.4 km) via Bhimad Sankhar Hwy/Thumka - Korikha - Bahunbhanjyan Rd., 1 h 9 min (39.7 km) via Biruwa Saldanda Duleygauda/Area where Mr.Rudral Poudel,daddy of Raju,Kmala and Deepa ,grandpaa of sameer ,ishi and bibhan spent childhood as a child.

Directions

Shuklagandaki

Head northwest

850 m

Turn left

190 m

Sharp right

88 m

Turn right

450 m

Continue straight

220 m

Turn left onto Shree Dhor Barahi Marg

4.0 km

Keep left to continue on Dhor barahi marg, Dulegauda to Sankhe

5.9 km

Merge onto Gokul Marg

1.8 km

Turn left

5.9 km

Turn left onto Khudi - Saldanda Rd

2.1 km

Turn right onto Biruwa Saldanda Dulegauda Rd

350 m

Biruwa Saldanda Dulegauda Rd turns slightly right and becomes Biruwa Saldanda Duleygauda

5.0 km

Turn left

250 m

Turn left

250 m

Sharp right

5.9 km

Turn left

6.5 km

Continue straight

42 m

Syangja Chisapani

Story part two 

Magyam view , this is how people usually travel,but people were very happy to travel in Lamsal Travel Service from Chisapani itself,as a local person he has been contributing lots of help for the promotion of the villagers.It is said only 27 kilometer way to chisapani can be easily reached on 2.5 hours by local villager from Dulegauda on foot,you just cross Seti River Bridge up to Lalima,you enjoy a lot but from Lalima you see a board with map and you began journey ,you love the way people communicate about local areas and you feel wonderful.Specially local youths from our village eloborate everything so carefully that you feel a fusion of modern and postmodern life there with the respect for own culture.Global impact and natural resources are the best example ,you just love be a part of areas,you feel awesome seeing the clean water of the river ,the peaceful forests,plantations and local food there ,oranges,paddy and local food items like green vaggies,fruits,flowers and cereals has greater value to sustain life happily.Moreover animal farming in that area makes you more eager to have local taste of milk,curd and other related food.Specially ,a best place for picnic and camping with family.

Story part three

Where are you from ,
you came to marry ,

there is a village ,
I am an Event Manager ,I love music and dance,I love people dancing and cooking

I know Lord Pashupatinath Temple and want you to visit Pashupatinath Temple because you describe better as narrator

after six years we visited and I took the pictures of hubby
I started writing too.

He kept on clicking his dad,s birthplace,Magyam Chisapani ,just love greenery there.He was extremely happy.

His paa was born here and spent childhood and his son just smiles a lot saying papa was born here .

Gairikhoriya,Dhakalthok,Panchamul story

Stories are not matter of written form only ,they are just collection to present beautifully as memory,you just love your life story around everyday.You see your grandfather sitting on the yard with grandmother in old age  and you aunts work in non stop  with children .They collect the local raayo saag and prepared many thing like pickles of Coriander using timmur availabale there,mohi,the milkshake using local curd of Buffalo and you just sit beside the fire to have with them.

With Patuka ,local lungi and cholo, a kind of Nepalese dress ,they began their days taking bath in the early morning before the sun arises in the sky.Then uncles around gather there to talk about the urgency in the areas.My uncle with the local people discussed lots of things having teas there.The discussion keep on going and tea sharing become a part of culture .You see people come there to have water there as that was  Padhero home,anyway,me and my granny who loved travelling reached to Rupa Di home,Gairikhoriya in Panchamul.

Gairikhoriya seems having lots of bamboos around and the veggies were grown with so labor,my di worked non stopped in farms and kids were unbelievable hardworking.They worked hard to help their momma and I just observed them to be familiar with me.Aunt arrives there  and prepare lots of snacks there,momma helps too but our aunt was a superhuman who worked for all but never speak a word with .She had the mastery of cooking local snacks and we all ran around her since childhood.That was the time of marriage ceremony and the different kinds of sweets were prepared at home of Rupa d.

The most tasty food item was at Rupa di was the Kurauni,milk made cream using lots of milk there and we children enjoyed a lot.Later they prepared saag and dal bhat with coriander pickle we had the cuisine together.Some of them added Koda ko Dhirho too with local meat of goat prepared but the memory of having the enjoyment at the yard of Rupa di is a collections of datas of our mind there.Your grandpa,granny and all twenty members inclduing Rupadi have ceremony at one place and you just sing the song of Kag Daji  and Tara Baji Lai Lai and your Gairikhoriya story become flashback for lifetime.

Rapakot journey on foot

When you ask the value of intenal tourism in Nepal,your turn the pages of Kantipur,you start reading informations in books and pamphalets by Nepal Tourism Board,Putalisadak and you keep on following Nepal Television a lot for the necessary details.All of the them give the different informations about local areas but to be part of local areas and enjoy the days different.When you yourself eat Rhedodendron with chuk,lime jam ,chilly and salt on a lake around or beside a river or do fishing in local rivers you realize you do many things you enjoy the day,the taste and the collected pieces in your skirts and sarees make you happy to show your mom.

Rapakot journey was not a new thing.We always walked from Helui to reach there,the way beside Arjun Chaupari Pool until you reach the destination is not so tough.It takes around one hour to reach Rapakot from Arjun Chaupari Syangja and local selrotee makes you more happy to enjoy as snacks.The food items around the stalls,the lodging facility,the riverside areas for fishing alone to kill the time and taste of oranges in the areas make you more happy.

We began our journey from Lamsal hotel ,Arjun Chaupari,Syangja,I followed my aunt to reach the village she wants,it was the time of winter ,uncle brought some fishes too from the local river ,we reached  to home ,it was a house with red mud,wood and local grass.It was our grandfathers home and our aunt lived there for a long time.We three with two kids sit around the fire inside the kitchen where she prepared the fish and rice with local butter .

Next day we started visiting everyone in Sirindada,the houses were places where my mom grew as small child,everyone greeted us cheerfully,I just enjoyed the water resource,it was a spring there and we took bath there.Aunt washed a lot of clothes there and brought all the clothes at home after drying them around.

Maya called me to have Pamelo there ,she made the pickle of it using curd and other spices available there and used local grinder named Silauto,I just loved the way she prepared all and we had the pickle on banana leaf,then we turned towards Rapakot School and Temple there .She started showing the lands of my granfather in Fulbari area of Rapakot and I realized the bamboos around the area are the speciality of Poudel home around.They were poudel as surname holder and were doing Kulpuja regualrly ,the use of goat in Kulpuja was a tradition there and we children had the prasad.My aunt was my childhood friend too although she was elder in age because in primary school she used to bring  local ginger pickle,chalta pickle ,local lime with jire khursani,the spice chilly pickle and radish pickle when I used to play with her sisters around.

After staying one month,I returned to Dhakalthok with her,we came on foot ,we travelled around Archaour School,had the local oranges and then we reached to Dhakal thok,My granny was waiting for me and we went to Rupa Di home because my bhenaju ,brother in law was there who shared his milk with me.I loved Gairikhoriya area and my one of the Phuphaju,with whom I clicked the pics in leisure.He gave me lots of gifts brought from abroad and I loved him for caring me lot.

My love story about Trump

Whenever I went to meet my circle,my all friends were busy about election held in America,what is America ,why America and for what America was the question.A tall handsome man named Donald Trump and a beautiful woman name Hillary gave lots of informations about elections and visions about political context in America including control of outsider or immigrants ,I was so sad the story line was the famous gossip here and I was not alone in the world to keep them secret ingredient.The viral videos of the elections in media made me sick everyday,my every nurse,my friends became Trump lover,nobody remembered or missed me anyday.

My brothers gave lots of statements about Trump,he is like blah blah,BBC Channel came to our home as angel to welcome Christmas and Donald Trump,I was surprised where can I see the story and status with out Trump,he became the magic spirit everyday and I am not going to like and comment anymore in facebook.I was shocked my old mom gave lots of speeches about his visions and USA development and I just felt sick everyday.

The arrival of Christmas and the presence of Trump in daily life is not a joke,the facebook wall with Trump slogan,the ministers spelling on media about his name as if he is presence infront of them became my curiosity to understand the values of Economic Status of a country and overall management of media,culture,education,athletics and politics.When Modi guff of digital India is on the top of media,Trump caught the ideas of being successful economy phenomena as if all the improvement in American Business will be brought by him only.

BBC gave a lot of lessons about the roles of Republican and Democratic Parties and roles of different leaders around America but my focus was on apple pie and christmas cake only because the charm of pie and cake is not out date,how much I love Trump ,my single vote for Trump cannot make him a winner every  minute and my lovestory with Trump will not be written with golden letters any day .

I am a begger

I fell in love with someone yesterday,momma told me to bring bhat and lentils from grocery and shouted ,my love story finished,I searched my pocket ,no penny was there ,only facebook uploaded photoes help to me kill time nearby tree,then I begged on the streets around to get more penny to be rich.Everyday I begged as international begger in the areas I knew and collected lots of money,I just felt very shame to be in kathmandu because I am shamless person,I feel very sad to beg around here,the lamentation over my begging with finished my hubby,brothers and mom dad but still I beg.I am so sad reading the lovestory here because I love the hero only and villain had a bad look,I always loved David Beckem but I never love Frankestein,I do not like Trump ,Hillary and America is the most boring place in the world and one do not want to have tea at home and take bath in cold water around here.The day I became mad,I hated everyone because I liked no body.After begging I took a cab and entered the pub only.Today my lamentations over my poverty and pollution in Lajimpat will be great issue.

Demonstrate

The term Demonstrate confuses a lot,you  do not know how to demonstrate,he said I was shcoked ,he is so smart in look having laptop on the right inside the embassy and talk to me with respect.I saw the mob around there,the crew with the presentation task,the team work to prepare other ,I was amazed to see sights ,many were in lines and asking different questions and my bundle of files worked for nothing.Two gentlemen came and started gossiping ,I just felt happy to see them conversing and Bikas was giving lectures of USA ,I realized there were many interviewers in the line and they are asking multiple questions to kids,aged one and other who are in line.

The warmness you feel as you enter as if you win the world having the foot there and your academic performance are just a gadget to enter the peripheri ,you love the people like you to stand with you to reach the dream land you want to explore like the voyage you read through novels.The beautiful story of life becomes realistic when you participate in the story and you write your story everyday and you demonstate the happiness like kids.Whole way ,in facebook chat I revitilizes the term demonstrate,I saw many local officer using the term demonstrate for farming and leaders are presenting the real life stories.I just understood the term demonstrate and said not to ask anymore about this to anyone.

My love story of Ghongee around Bhumahi and Jargaha River

My story of Ghongee is not a story of Ghongee,it is the story of culture I try to know around in my school days,when your friends around invite at your home,near riverside of Jargaha areas and narrates the ways of catching ghongee using nets and collecting in sarees and prepare as dish.The local taste  varies the artificial one ,says the aunt near you showing the values of the food for family members.

These small snail like creatures are easily found in the paddy field.Ghonghi is the local name for paddy field snail in tarai madhesi community of Nepal.To some people it might look dirty and unattractive but for many madheshi community Ghonghi has been a food source since very long time. Ghonghi cantain very high percent of protein (50-70)% minerals and almost all amino acid. It is served with rice in the food.

This dish is similar to french escargot, of course escargot properly cooked in an attractive way. France is also the major importer of fresh water snail from different part of world along with Africa. It is genearly reared in commerial scale in many African countries. The idigenous paddy snail are commonly collected from paddy field or sometimes from ponds as well but paddy field snail are more preferred. The cooking style is sightly different in different communities. Some communities wash them thoroughly and cook them boiling in spicy soup. The cooked part is then sucked from the hard shell. While in some, the shell is crushed with stones and the meat portion is washed many times with water. The flesh part is then cooked in similar fashion as with meat. but the taste is best when it is made hard boiled in spicy soup.

There is maghi festival and we will have the proper knowledge of this cuisine there ,I just remember my neighborr aunt describing all the facts and showing me the informations she had in written form as she collected with her small daughter ,I just told her I am a foodie by birth and when you prepared the cuisine using firewood at home collecting the Ghongee,my desire of having fish is essential now too because ghongee and fish are partners enjoying the water together what is the exact difference between them.She started giving the exact defination of this tharu cuisine and I lazybone with the cup of tea started watching TV lying on bed.

Elizabeth and Urhiya Language

Which language do you like most ,I said Urhiya,why so,because the first friend I had was Elizabeth,who was a Christrian by religion and helped me lot to understand her language,culture,cuisine and songs she knew.We Nihim,Edward,Anand and Laukadiya were friends and we sang the  song halluah everytime,we knew how to prepare the cakes in Christmas,she was a friend of mine and Elizabeth was a Christian name.

We enjoyed our days in yard,Elizabeth prepared lots of dishes like roti sabji,cakes and different food items as she knew ,pickle of ginger she had.We ran around the tea gardens,collected mangoes,chalta tenga and Daba tenga named Pamelo and used as pickle to have during day time.Local monkeys were our part of play and we just planned to tease with stones,after all I was a girl who jumped the walls around tea gardens to chase the monkeys on the way.

Story of Elizabeth and me does not end here only,we had a picnic in forest area with landowners who cooks different cuisine on large bamboo,tea,fish and rice was prepared using bamboo and we enjoyed whole night.It was 1992 and the film about HIV Aids in India was being shoot and we just saw Directors from Kolkata were clicking the pictures .

I was in class two only and I and Elizabeth notices a lots of facts about Urhiya language,culture,folk dances named Jhumur dance and different talk show and tv show prepared there.We kid just enjoyed the editing of all movies and kept on clapping.Elizabeth belonged to that culture and her description of own daily life become part of digital industry and we class two students just smiled to see the value of Urhiya language ,culture and use of digital technology to introduce our local culture.

Ganesh baa and sociology story

When did you see Ganesh baa ,uncle ,is the question he raised to me,it was a telephonic conversation,I told the day of 1998 ,I was standing beside the yard ,he was with some people around to visit the Sirubaree on foot ,my grandma said to help at household work because maasko daal with bhat was the food for the visitor and Ganesh baa had a great resposnbility for western hills mountains and forests as they were on foot journey around Sirubaree.

I saw all nineteen members of Dhakalthok began to welcome them,Leela uncle also one of the staff in forest areas and he was on duty that day too.The story began ,you saw a man with dhakatopi asks your name and starts giving lectures about the rural development,you feel sleepy as you are kid and feel why this gurung always has a lesson for development and I ran towards Rupa di home.

Again ,you are caught by him to have books about Norway visit and memory and get scoldings about laziness you have in it,guys you must cheer up and do in international level,I alone can not do anything,I just felt bore,dad always copy his each ideas and I feel bored a lot.

Again ,people came and came to meet him,he started with his monitor and again he started in hospital ,again I feel bored,the old man with old age is a boring person ,keep on working and scolding me.No way,I am not going to listen him anymore,I sent my cousins to meet him and they have been following him.

The story never ends here,there were many around him  with him and for the time division having the perspective to redevelop Nepali cuisine ,Salaijo,Dhakatopi and hilly areas now I felt you are a lazybone is not safe any day,this sociolgy book holder ,norway narrator,Syangja narrator has the task of working effortlessly and his mission of rural development,youth development,tourism development and other co related issues will make you dull day by day.

You just keep on playing with youtubes to listen him frequently,you search googles to reread his articles,you just visit his home in Tyanglaphat to listen his ideas of leadership,you just keep hot discussion with relatives how this old man has created a legend from  a goverment school named Tri Sahid Ma Vi,Syangja and government educational policies and curriculum stories are the matter of heriosm for every student around him ,nearby him and following him.

Everytime my granny describe about his interests about local cuisine,local customs,books,travelogue,educational system but I felt bored,I reached to different areas I am compelled to follow his ideas everyday because when there is a problem in life about different thing like a monk he is standing behind you to be calm ,to go ahead and neglect the daily problems.His practical sociology theories are really wonderful,he is not a book ,he is a man of deed, like Bewulf his story is passed to generation to generation  in our village.

Delhi story

The days become short when you visit new places and try to  recopy the images in your congnitive parts of human body,the question arises why ,when,how and for whom we travel,the answer is the same ,we travel for ourselves and our story of Delhi,Syangja and Darjeeling are created by by our pictures uploaded everyday .The fact to be part of a culture you must know the food and people around and you just love to reach the destination.Your Delhi story is not limited to bus,metro,rail or taxi ,the story begins you start UP Bus from Sunauli,you love to pay thousand indian currency to reach Modi Town named Delhi,where you sing the song of Modi,Kejriwal and Rahul Gandhi by the news telecasted ,by the public who loved them and medias around.

The tea story of Modi,the digital story of Modi,pollution issue of Modi and broom pictures by Kejriwal were very interesting ,the way they speak rural and native languages to influence people to redevelop themselves I always loved.I also watched constantly news of Modi and sang the song Modi ,Modi and Modi as if I know Everything,Me and my hubby used television a lot to know him but never saw him infront but saluted only.

The story of Delhi is not limited to leaders,fish ,foodie items,blogs,pictures uploaded by facebook friends,it is the story of India Gate,Rajghat,Kutubminar,Chhatarpur,metro development,Gorkha Rifles area,Mahipalpur Village,Basant Kunj,Chhole Bhature,Bada Pau,Pani Pure,tea,Samose,Sardarji ke Pakaude,Shiva ji ka Dhaba,different temples around,the airport with third terminal,the greenery forest of Okhla,paratha around areas,beauty of Southex,Kotala,Dhaulakuwa,Dwarka area,where you travel on foot having street food,having South Indian Dishes in Naivedyam,story of Pizza in Pizzahut,story of Finger chips in macdeees around the city ,you just love the eastern Delhi for having quite building by which you feel ,you are secure on foot to walk in a non stop way to understand Maharani bagh on foot.

Click ,click photoes in Lal Kuwa,Sarita Bihar,the buidlings around Greater Noida are the most interesting facts of life you enjoy in Delhi stay.People with Punjabi,haryani,Bihari,Bengali,Marwari and Nepali Cuisine deliver the life story they know and celebrate the days with enjoy.The communication works in  deeper level when your hot tea and other snacks become part of your friends and you keep on taking pictures around malls too.

Bhola Neupane and my story

Bhenaju is the term used for brother in law who weds to our sister and Bhola Neupane is our Bhenaju,he is tall,handsome,fair and smiling and has been teaching Nepali Subject more than a decade,the way he uses his dhakatopi was always my interest and in classes I always imitate his every activity.

He was the tour operator for us to visit Darjeeling,we  targeted to reach St.Joseph School ,where our King Biredra studied as a school students.I asked venaju for my seat in bus and we prepared a lot of snacks.One of the aunt called me  home and suggested to be with Ganesh brother only because he was older than me and she gave me lots of snacks made of coconut and Chyura ,she showed many items Hongkong including camera which was useful on the way to Darjeeling.

Ganesh da and me had lots of pictures around the areas we travel and Bhola bhinaju was the hot topic of discussion ,he knew local foods and local areas and I just love the way he prescribe and describe everything,me Ganga and Huma were trimurti,bond of three  and we enjoyed a lot sharing the food items we had.

We had picnic in Hetauda and reached Lalbandi next day,then we visited Janaki Temple where Yadav and other friends took some picture but I tore down in school when my friend complained it .The group division made by Bhola bhinaju was owesome and we all foodie lovers enjoyed every food of eastern Nepal till we reached to Darjeeling.

Then we returned to Bandipur,Gorkha by the way of Mugling of course Dharan city was the pleasant area but I loved the dispute about reaching Manakamna .There was a hot discussion who will reach to Mankamna peak and it was Narayan who reached at the first.Some girls reached by Cable car but me followed Ganesh dai and bhenaju only and was the last person to reach there.It was proved that I was famous lazybone in the school

Anyway we had some pics too.We returned to home,Bhenaju gave me his picture of Manakamna.You know the day you see your teachers you just copy them and we girls were copying his events,hardships and his dhaka topi.In the class time,he acted the story of Juju man who never gonna to change any day because his originality remains constant despite the changes brought by time and space.But we cheered for his native fluency of Nepali language,uses of glimpses he acted everyday,his habit of being a child with students and smile he had for us.

He was the source of my pocket money and if he did not give I would never excuse him anyday.He was not a teacher only ,he is still friend of mine and the children with bhinaju have started teasing me.Now ,Leela became senior consultant to me and I just feel shame to speak with her.

Life keeps on rocking,the stories of Jargaha river,bhumahi river,surtan lake,Wakwani School,Bhola Neupane bhinaju,Sukauli and street food around Bhumahi area and Sunwal area are my great storeis.I know we visited Sugar mill of Sunwal frequently to understand the value of Industry in the then area,we also visited Butwal area to understand the need of time but I lazybone when play with laptop my bhinaju has been busy with other kids who are around Jargaha to understand the value of education and social,economic,political and overall development of Nepal.