Dhakalthok 'Home

Dhakalthok Home is very beautiful,a memo of our grandfather who spent his life there till he died and we celebrate Dhakalthok home as temple,a home where all relatives gather seeing grandfather and grandmom and discuss about the life span.Everybody knows everybody else, their family, and their ancestors. Often the communities are interlinked by marriage too.Anyway the home is where the relatives stand together and have the enjoyment of being together.

Home has greatest value in life because it has the link to the memory we have in life and celebration of lifestyle is matter of prestidge too.With relatives, you also have the advantage of knowing a lot about your caregiver's past and personal habits.One of the things that most worries parents who use other forms of care is that the "strangers" who watch and nurture their children all day long will teach them the caregiver's own set of values, which may or may not complement what kids are being taught at home.

  As a family we spend most of the day preparing the house by cleaning and decorating it before the evening party begins. The evening party is a welcomed excuse for family and friends to come together, enjoy a varied and plentiful selection of flavor some dishes and dance the night away. The house becomes a beacon of light and merriment full of laughter, music and fireworks that mark the celebration,there is a broad variety of different dishes! It’s just that, at the end of the day, they end up back at their Dal Bhat,a huge load of rice and lentils hauled up the hill on your back is more than enough.

I like listening to ghost stories and I wanted to get to know a bit more about our culture. One of the stories granny told us about was this parade of floating fire balls. For example this would happen when someone dies,the experience difficulty expressing their thoughts, feelings, and experiences and to externalize their oppressive experiences.There are many more things we gathered to hear from our granny whose unclear voice presents with gesture everyday there.My granny and her Dhakalthok home has lots of narratives which are concealed and unleashed till now which I love when she suggests the ideas fluently with her smile.