Smoking of Tobacco

Tobacco smoking first started sometime in the 1400s. It was invented by natives in the Bahamas Islands. Instead of just pulling out a paper rolled cigarette, they had pipes. One end of the pipe was filled with burning tobacco leaves, while the other end of the pipe was where they inhaled the smoke. Many people all over the world today have been taken into this habit. Worldwide, there are approximately one billion smokers. This habit is extremely addicting because of a substance called nicotine found within each cigarette. Once a person is sucked into this dirty habit, it is hard for them to quit.

The smoke from a cigarette, consists of 100 million more harmful substances than the most polluted air. It also contains chemicals in it that many people don’t know of. Some of these chemicals include acetone (nail polish remover), ammonia (a household cleaner), cadmium (battery acid),and formaldehyde (preserves dead bodies). All of these chemicals are found in just one cigarette. These chemicals aggravate asthma and allergies by directly bothering the respiratory membranes. Because of this, it can trigger the production of excess mucus and cause sensitive airways in the lungs to tighten.

Tobacco smoking is the largest cause of death that can be prevented. Everyday, about a few thousand people die from this fatal death stick. This means that every eight seconds. This kills more people than the worst epidemic diseases. Tobacco even affects your physical appearance. It can make your skin wrinkled and older looking, cause your teeth to turn yellow, and give your breath and clothes a dingy odor. Researchers say that smokers who smoke 10-20 cigarettes a day live on an average of five years less than non-smokers. To look on the bright side, if smokers quit, it is possible that the damage done to the lungs can be repaired.

Cigarette smoke is so dangerous and so powerful that it can cause 17 different kinds of cancer. The cancer that is the most obvious and seen most often is lung cancer. Other places where cancer can sprout are in the throat, gullet, mouth, esophagus, pancreas, stomach, kidney and the bladder. Not only does tobacco smoke cause cancer, it can cause chronicle cough and bronchitis. However, tobacco smoke doesn’t only cause many harmful and fatal diseases, but it also influences things like asthma, angina, hay fever, allergic rhinitis and shiver. Inhaling the smoke does a lot of harm to both hearts and veins. The nicotine inside of cigarettes, which is the ingredient that makes them addicting, damages digestive organs because it demolishes the balance of acids in the stomach. For people whom already have asthma, active and passive smoking may worsen asthma attacks. For people with allergic rhinitis or hay fever, tobacco smoke may trigger or aggravate nasal symptoms.

The most dangerous time to smoke is when a women around you is pregnant or when you are pregnant yourself. The reason for this is that it the smoke can cause the baby to have birth defects. When the baby is born, it could weigh 150-250 grams less. The baby could even be born less developed. On a recent survey, it showed that women who smoke have more spontaneous abortions than the women who do not smoke do. For children, some evidence suggests that parental smoking may increase the risk of developing asthma. Also, children that are living with smokers have reduced lung function and increased school absences that are due to colds, bronchitis, and other conditions of the respiratory system.

In summary, tobacco smoking is an important health hazard. It is the largest cause of death that can be prevented. In 1995, over half a million deaths in the United States of America, and about two million deaths in all of the developed countries were contributed to smoking. People who smoke are not only affecting themselves, but the ones they love around them.

Overpopulation And The Environment

I believe that the number of humans that live on this planet is the main problem. We should develop new processes for stabilizing the current population. Overpopulation is becoming one of the most prominent problems facing human civilization. This complicated, pervasive issue is a problem of the utmost importance for the people of all the races, religions and nationalities. With our endless need of new information we should be able to develop unique process to end these problems.

Our planet now provides for approximately 5.8 billion people with projections of around 10 billion people by the end of the year 2050. Two billion of these are extremely poor, the poorest of which live in absolute poverty and misery. The affects of overpopulation on human society are numerous. Suffering from  a lack of resources, people are often driven to war when they became to populated for their available resources.

Increasing amounts of food, energy, water and shelter are required to fulfill the needs of today’s society. The amount of land required for food production will grow increasingly larger while the amount of available land will grow increasingly smaller. The resources required to maintain this rapid development is putting a strain on our current supplies of energy.

Much of our energy is derived from the burning of fossil fuels, releasing millions of tons of toxins into the atmosphere cause harm to the environment as well as those who live around these locations. Currently they are groups with the sole purpose of saving the environment. This mission to save the world is one that eventually all of us should get on board with. Because we as a society should be concerned about our future as well as the future of our children. After all we are only renting this planet from our children and we should look out for their best interests.  

Prevent Global Warming

The planet where human nature is having their homes for shelter, food and education is called by name Earth. These days the Earth is getting hotter and hotter on a daily basis as before thousand years ago and also difficult to blame for the activity of human nature.
There are many such things which we can give more effort to control and prevent from global warming. One method of controlling the global warming is recycling and helps in cleaning the surrounding of the whole universe. If people who are residing on Earth give up smoking as well as using the private vehicles that is cars the most and starts using the solar energy and rechargeable energy instead of fuels, can help in reducing the global warming.
On this matter Government is also keen interested in using the other source of energy which do not affect the human nature as well as the human beings that is in renewable energy which helps in reducing the green house gas and global warming. The oceans is also one of the source for the energy which provides sufficient amount of energy for our requirements and the smaller ones gives more in compare to old ones or current design. we can use the energy that is natural or man made ones.
On the other hand Government is also interested on wind powers energy and other renewable energy to combat the global warming and the green house gas. Turbine can produce 80 times on it’s operating hours to build, operate and dismantle. As per the public point of view wind power energy is good and the environment of the wind farms can be barred for development.

Cultural Environment

The invention of the television and its advancement through technology in our world has affected the cultural environment significantly. It has affected the way we act, perceive things, and even changed our lives as a whole. The cultural environment in today’s society is totally different from the time period before the invention of the television. First, the television has affected the pre-existing cultural institutions. Before the television was invented most of the children all over the world would play outside with their friends after school. Children would be playing ball in the streets, buying candy at the convenience store, and so on. Ever since the television was invented, more and more children are watching television rather than playing outside after school. In today’s society, it’s even worse since children are usually glued to the television all day. This eliminates their chance for some exercise and to meet new people. The invention of the television also has changed the meaning of family night. Back before the television, families used to come together one night a week to play board games and to socialize. Ever since the television was invented, less and less families come together to play games. If they do come together, it is usually in front of the television. This changes the meaning of family night because now families don’t socialize as much because they watch television.
This technology has also affected the way people see themselves and their place in the universe. Television has become such an integral part of society that people are confusing fantasy with reality. Violence seems to be in almost every television show in today’s society. This excessive violence makes society accustom to it and therefore people don’t believe violence is as bad as it is when it happens. “Although few anti-television activists would agree that excessive television viewing can exculpate a murderer, a huge body of evidence — including 3,000 studies before 1971 alone — suggests a strong connection between television watching and aggression” (Stossel 3). This is concrete proof that the television has changed people’s attitudes and the way they see themselves in society. Television has also changed people’s view of the world. Now with the television, people can get news from around the world everyday at almost any time. Before the television, people could only get the world news everyday from the newspaper. News from the television is also more current because the television makes it possible to get breaking news to the people whereas the newspaper can only report the news that happens before it is printed. People in today’s society can potentially have more knowledge about the world events due to the invention of the television. Television also gives people the opportunity to view other parts of the world. Without the television, people would not be able to see other parts of the world without travelling there. If they would read something about another part of the world, they could only imagine it in their minds. With the invention of the television, people could now see parts of the world that was not possible before without travelling around the world.
The invention of the television has changed society and the cultural environment dramatically. Ideas are now expressed differently, the world is seen in a new way, and pre-existing cultural institutions have been changed due to the integration of the television into society. There are both good and bad changes that have occurred due to the invention of the television, which is common of all technologies. There is no doubt that the television has changed the way people act and perceive things in society.

Advertising Analysis

We see them in the subways, bus stops, magazines, and television, but what do they mean? How do they manage to catch our attention? Advertisements often find ways to sell their products by psychologically manipulating people. The advertising industry makes us envious of others and convinces us to be unhappy with what we have. Steve Madden ads usually feature women with absurdly large heads and hourglass bodies which try to force the audience to wonder what the ad is about. One of these odd ads appears in the March/April 2001 issue of Twist Magazine. It features a young woman with a big head helplessly running, as an airplane zooms over her at an abandoned airport. There are three characteristics within the ad that contribute the whole idea that Steve Madden shoes, clothes and accessories will improve your self image. The main purpose of Steve Madden ads is to suggest to its viewers that they will feel good about themselves by wearing his products. The model’s big head conveys self-esteem and self-pride and she challenges the consumer to look as good as she does. The young woman wears a face of apprehension and is running away from her old self to start her new confident life with Steve Madden products. The sleek black leather jacket on top of a sexy white shirt, short enough to reveal her stomach and curvaceous hips together with her tight low rider blue jeans, black pointy high boots, and trendy black bag complete her fashionable outfit. The embellished woman’s physique is aimed to appeal to women and girls between the ages of 16 through 25 in search of funky, hip, sexy clothes.
Steve Madden likes to think of his clothes of as being distinctive and he illustrates his idea by setting an abandoned airport as the background for the ad. There is not a body in sight as the model runs across the old gum stained pavement. This calls attention to the idea that by wearing Steve Madden buyers isolate themselves from everyone else. She is too proud and conceited and cannot imagine being compared to anyone else. The Steve Madden logo in the ad also contributes to the main idea of the ad. It could have been anywhere on the page, why the sky? . Steve Madden ads always have their logos imprinted on the sky to imply that the “sky is the limit” with Steve madden products (Liza). Steve Madden’s use of the airplane flying across the model’s head are to let his consumers know that the only thing to stop them from accomplishing the look they have in mind is the limit the set upon themselves. Steve Madden will help its buyers attain the appearance they have always envisioned.
Furthermore, it can be said, in Bertrand Russell’s words that “Good advertisements will either make the audience envious of the lifestyle being advertised, or will generate within the audience the desire to be envied by others” (Harris). Many advertisers aren’t as successful but Steve Madden manages to persuade his buyers to buy his products through his eccentric ads.

The Lottery

All people are unique in their own ways, however have contradictory characteristics such as good and evil. Some people have a soul in which the good side is more dominant, and others have a more dominant bad side. The lottery is a way for the characters in the story to reveal the hidden evil of their souls.

One example of this is portrayed through the eagerness and the willingness to participate in the lottery. One of the characters says that they feel like its only been a few weeks since the last lottery, which gives the impression that the lottery is something to look forward to. This shows that the evil side of these people enjoys inflicting pain on others.

Mrs. Hutchinson was eager to get to the lottery herself. She shows the evil in her character by wishing the pain that she must live through, and perhaps even die as the outcome, on others. She does not want to accept the fact that she was chosen. Mrs. Hutchinson says that it is “not fair”, regarding the final results of the lottery. The lottery was something she looked forward to until the outcome of the lottery was forced upon her.

The entire population of the town participates in the tradition of the lottery. This shows that the whole community releases a part of their evil onto others. They are all eager to see someone beaten with rocks, however none of them want it to be them. Even the town’s children were involved in the savage ritual. After Tessie Hutchinson was chosen some of the towns children gave some pebbles to her son so he too could participate in the torture of his own mother. This horrible tradition is placed into the lives of the descendants of the town, so it is passed on from generation to generation. These people are taught to let the evil inside of them loose during the lottery.

The evil in the souls of the towns people is brought out during the lottery. It is more of an evil that is held in, rather than hidden. This evil comes out once a year for the lottery and takes over the mind and body of all of its participants, which makes them see this ritual as a normal tradition that has been kept alive for many years. Everyone has some evil in them, but the lottery gives people a chance to accentuate this evil and to let it loose.


Why do people walk down a busy city street ignoring others and not talking? Why are they ignorant to the homeless asking for change just to survive? And why do cross walk signs become life savers? I can tell you what’s wrong with these people, music. Music works wonders for anyone and everyone. There is no way around music. It is everywhere and playing at all times. From people blasting music with twelve inch sub woofers in their car driving past on the street to the proud parents of a newborn playing Beethoven and Mozart as it lies in its crib, you cannot avoid music. Every since I was little I would listen to music. The first music I remember listening to is country. My grand pap and I would go fishing early in the morning and he would play country music for the two hour trip up to Ruminating Lake then two hours back on the way home. I will not lie; his music put me asleep fast. After finding how soothing something music was, I would wake up for school and eat my cereal as I watch MTV or VH1. The songs would stick in my head and I would sing them all day long. I also realized that I was more awake during school.
Now that I am older I still do that same routine. I wake up and listen to music and walk out the door with a smile on my face and a rhythm to sooth my mind. As I am typing this paper I am also . It has engulfed and made a huge impacted on my life at different periods. At times I would be down and out I will listen to soft music and take a drive on windy roads in the woods. When my friends and I go out we will listen to anything from The Temptations to the newest rap and pop songs. In high school I use to play baseball. Every bus ride to the opponent’s field, I would listen to loud rock music and rap music. After thirty minutes of music, my adrenaline would be rushing and yet I would be relaxed at the same time. I would take infield practice and think of beats and lyrics in my head as caught the baseball. The beats and lyrics were so automatic that catching and fielding the baseball would become automatic too.
Another great time and place for music is when you are with a girl. The perfect songs will make her night wonderful. The classic Barry White songs set the ideal mood for the evening. I even made burned CD’s for my friends for when they needed to sweep a girl off their feet. We called them the “Softie CD’s”. At the same time these soft songs can turn into hell. If the girl stood you up, you will be listening to Usher alone wishing you had your hard rock CD. I listen to music whenever I can. I cannot go one day without listening to some sort of rhythm, beat, or song. The effects that music has had on my life are unimaginable. I think it will be interesting how music shapes out in the rest of my life.

सहमतिको आबश्यकता

बलिदान पूर्ण आन्दोलनको उपलब्दिलाई संस्थागत गरेर हाम्रो देश नेपाललाई सकारात्मक दिशामा आगाडी बढाउन सहकार्य र सहमतिको राजनीति नै आजको आबश्यकता छ भन्ने कुरामा राज्य संचालनको बिधिमा रहेका राजनीतिक दलका नेताहरुका कुरामा बिमति देखिदैन, तर ब्यबहारमा त्येस्तो देखिदैन । जनआन्दोलन पक्षधर दलहरूको असमझदारी र असहमतिका कारणले मुलुक यति गम्भीर मोडमा उभिंदा समेत नेताहरूको असमतिको राजनीतिले सिंगो मुलुकलाई अन्धकारमा डुबाएको छ। भर्खरै निर्माण भएको ३ दलीय, ६ सदस्यीय कार्यदल र सभामुखको आयोजनामा बसेको अनुपचारिक बैठकमा भएको संविधान निर्माणमा बाधा फुकाउने सहमतिलाई पनि कालो बादलमा चाँदीको घेराको आहान भन्दा बढ्ता आशा गर्न नसकिने भयो । विगतका सत्य तथ्यहरूबाट यो निष्कर्ष निकाल्न बाध्य पार्दछ। राजनीतिक दलका नेताहरुको बानी गफमा एकमत जाहेर गर्ने तर व्यवहार त्यसको विपरीत प्रदर्शन गर्ने प्रवृत्ति राजनीतिक इमानको प्रवृत्ति होइन, एउटा रकमी प्रवृत्ति हो। यस्तो रकमी प्रवृत्ति अधिरचनामा प्रकट भइरहनुका पछाडि देशको राज्य संचालनको विधिमा रहेका दलका नेताहरूको दिमागमा देश र जनताप्रति गम्भीर नहुने, आफ्नो दल, आफ्नो गुट, आफ्नो परिवार र आफूप्रति गम्भीर हुने चिन्तनका कारण आज देश गम्भीर एवं नाजुक अबस्थाबाट गुज्री रहेको छ । यो अवस्था देश र जनताका लागि भयानक राष्ट्रिय चिन्ताको विषय बनेको छ । बर्षौ देखि केन्द्रिकृत सामन्ती व्यवस्थामा गुज्रीएको मुलुक नेपालमा जनआन्दोलनको बलमा संविधानसभाको चुनाब सम्पन्न हुनु र गणतन्त्र घोषणा हुनुलाई महत्वपूर्ण परिवर्तन मान्न सकिन्छ तर यी परिवर्तनहरूलाई जनआन्दोलनकारी राजनीतिक पार्टीका नेताहरुले संस्थागत गर्ने कुरामा गम्भीरता प्रदर्शन गर्न नसक्नुनै देश र जनताकालागी आत्मघात हो ।
मुलुकले परिवर्तन पक्षधर सम्पूर्ण राजनीतिक दलका माझमा सहमति र सहकार्यको राजनीतिको माग गरिरहेको छ। तर प्रतिगामी शक्तिहरू सहमति, सहकार्य र एकताको दिशामा जनआन्दोलनकारी शक्तिहरूले सर्वदलीय सहमति कायम गर्न नसक्ने मात्र होइन आफ्नो दलभित्रै सहमति कायम गर्न नसक्नु र गुट उपगुट पैदा गराउनुले परिस्थितिलाई अरू जटिल दिशामा अगाडि बढाएको छ। मुलुकको परिस्थिति, राष्ट्रिय आवश्यकता अनुकूल होइन, त्यसको प्रतिकूलतामा देश र जनताको स्वार्थ भन्दा सत्ता र दलीय स्वार्थको राजनीति हावी हुँदा भाई फुटे गवार लुटे भने झैं प्रतिगामी शक्ति मात्र होइन बैदेशिक शक्तिकेन्द्रको चलखेल देशको राजनीतिमा हावी हुनु सानो खेदको कुरा होइन। बहुदलीय व्यवस्थामा राज्य संचालनमा दलहरूको भर पर्नुको विकल्प हुँदैन। तर संविधानसभाको निर्वाचनले जिम्मेवार स्थानमा अनुमोदन गरेका राजनीतिक दलका नेताहरूको काँधमा गणतन्त्रको सुदृढीकरण गर्ने, संविधान निर्माण गर्ने र राष्ट्रियताको रक्षा गर्ने अभिभारा सुम्पेको छ। यो अभिभारा पूरा भएन भने हाम्रो देश नेपाल कहिल्यै उठ्न नसक्ने गरी पछारिने छ भन्ने अबगत हुदा हुदै पनि राजनीतिक दलका नेताहरुको व्यवहारमा असहमति, असमझदारी र दाउपेचको राजनीति गरेर माओवादी, कांग्र्रेस र एमाले जस्ता दलहरूले सत्ता र दलीय स्वार्थलाई अगाडि सार्दा गणतन्त्रको सुदृढीकरण नहुने, संविधान नबन्ने तथा राष्ट्रियता समेत शंकटग्रस्त बन्ने सम्भावनाहरू झनपछि झन मजबुत हुँदै गइरहेको परिदृश्यमा मुलुकको भावी चेहरा अफगानिस्तान, इराक र नाइजेरियाको जस्तो हुने खतरा हाम्रा अगाडि उभिएको छ। यो बिशाल संकट वा खतराबाट मुक्ति पाउन देसको संक्रमणकालिन अवस्थालाई सकारात्मक विन्दुमा व्यवस्थापन गर्न दलहरू गम्भीर हुन जरूरी छ । संविधानसभा र संसद नै नागरिक सर्वोच्चताका प्रतिनिधि संस्था हुन् भने ती संस्थाहरूलाई सुचारू, शक्तिशाली, सक्रिय क्रियाशील र निर्णायक बनाएमा मात्रै मुलुकले ठीक दिशा लिने छ। संसद अवरूद्ध पार्ने र संविधानसभालाई निश्त्रि्कय पारेर सडकमा शान्ति र अधिकार खोज्न थाल्नु संसद र संविधानसभाको मात्र नभई सहीदका सपना र जनआन्दोलनको समेत उपहास हो।

Illegal Drugs

The product is illegal drugs. The people who deal these drugs are
criminals. That’s what makes the drug business different then any other.
*Alcohol is a drug, yet adults are allowed to use alcohol products.
*Nicotine is a drug, yet adults are allowed to use many different forms
of tobacco products, all which have tobacco in them.
*The drug Caffeine can be found in many everyday items, like soda candy
bars. Think of how many cops we would need if caffeine products were
Why are drugs like cocaine, marijuana and heroin illegal? Cocaine,
marijuana and heroin are illegal because most people think that these controlled
substances are simply to dangerous for anyone to use. They the effects of these
substances ruin the body and mind so badly and quickly that no one should try
We have law against drug is so that the people who use dangerous drugs
are putting themselves at a very high risk. They risk their health and their
lives. Since they are breaking laws they also but themselves at the risk of
getting arrested. They risk their freedom and their future all for drugs.
Each year drug use is the cause of a large number of accidents at home
in the office and on the road. Everybody pays the price of drug abuse: more cops
and prisons more hospitals and treatment centers and many lives lost.
But drug users hurt themselves more than anybody because they are
supporting violent crimes in the drug world.
Just by using drugs they become part of that drug world. They are
already committing a crime. But the relationship between drug use and crime often
means that drug users go on to commit crimes like robbery, burglary, assault, and
Drug addiction means that the brain is saying I need drugs now it must
have drugs. This often means that addicts commit crimes to get money for
drugs. Studies show that drug use increases criminal behavior:
*64% of violent crimes involve someone on drugs.
*75% Of prison inmates have a drug use history.
*24% of addicts start dealing drugs to support their habit.
Studies also show that drugs play a big part in youth and crime:
*more than 83% of youth in prison have used drugs.
*40% of youth in prison for serious crimes were on drugs at the time of
the crime.
*More than 40% of youth in prison used drugs before the age of 12.
Armed patrols Search and destroy missions and helicopter surveillance.
Sounds like Americans at war, well this goes on every day on our own home soil
and the battle fields are our national parks and forests and the enemy is
Marijuana is the most common used illegal drug in the U.S.
* Over 65 million people have tried it.
*More than 25 million people have used it in the last year.
*Over 11 million people use it once a month.
*more than 6 million use daily.
If one is caught bringing drugs over the MN or an international border
is charged with a felony and can’t spend more than 35 years in prison or a
payment that can’t be more than $1,250,000 or both.
If a person is caught selling a drug than they may be sentenced no more
than a year and or a fine of 3,000
In 1970, the U.S. congress passed the Drug Abuse Prevention and Control
Act. this new act created five categorizes of different drugs depending on how
dangerous they were. It also made drug laws tougher than they were in the past.
In 1981 the U.S. declared war on drugs, Congress passed more acts to toughen
federal anti-drug laws.
But new laws and tougher penalties were not enough to stop drug trade.
In fact they didn’t really do anything while all these new law s were passed
between the 70’s and 80’s the use of drugs went up. Americans were using 60% of
the world’s supply of illegal drugs. U.S. drug sales were over 100 billion dollars a year.

In the past years there have been some signs that anti-drug laws are
working. A survey done by the National Institute on Drug Abuse indicates that
the number of people using drugs has dropped. But it will take more than just
tough laws to stop the drug trade. It will take money to help pay for cops and
the military operations, for medical and treatment centers, and new ways to
teach people about drugs and their laws like D.A.R.E.
It will take more than just money too. It will take more than prisons,
cops, treatment centers and learning programs. The people are the main problem.
And it will take the people who know the relationship between drugs and crime
and care enough to do something about it. It will take people who care enough to
say no to drugs.

Drug Policy

The war on drugs and the violence that comes with it has always brought around a hot debate about drug legalization. The amount of violence that is associated with drugs is a result from harsher drug laws and prohibition.
The business of buying and selling drugs comes with high transactions costs. The dealer cannot risk being caught or scammed so he buys a gun to defend himself from the police and other dealers. The buyer of the drugs does not to be killed for his money if the dealer gets greedy so he buys a gun for himself. Now we have two people that if it came down to it, would kill for their crack rocks. Also, if a buyer got a bad crack rock or got less than he paid for, he cannot go the police or file a complaint. He must take matters into his own hands resulting in violence. If drugs were legalized, they would be safer in the sense that the crack-head that needs his daily crack rock would not have to deal directly with dangerous drug dealers and criminals and risk getting shot for his money. Instead, he can go down to the local “drug store” and get his drugs safely.
Drugs will even become safer for those who are willing to use them. Government regulations on drug quality will make the drugs more pure, and potent, taking the harmful additives that some drug makers put in. Like cigarettes, warnings would probably be posted on drug packages stating “The use of crack may be harmful to your health.” As well as on windows of the stores that sells the drugs. An age limit to buy drugs would probably be 21. Clean, sterile needles would also be provided to heroin users and stop the spread of diseases such as AIDS from contaminated and dirty needles.
I think that if drugs were legalized, use of legal drugs would tend to rise because it would be easier to obtain them and it may encourage people to try them out. However, the increase would only be for a short time period. In the long run, drug use would decrease because all the users that are using more drugs because they are easier to get would overdose and kill themselves and set an example for other people thinking about trying drugs. Another reason why drug use would decrease is that the reason why some people use drugs is because they are illegal. Once you take away the fun of breaking the law, people would not be as inclined to try drugs. If you look at the use of alcohol and tobacco, their use has decreased because people are more aware of the risks involved. This may also apply to drugs.
Some people who might be opposed to the legalization of drugs would be drug enforcement because the officers who specialize in restricting the distribution of drugs would be out of a job. Parents would also probably like drugs to stay illegal for their children’s sake. The harder it is to get them, the better. I personally disagree. After reading all of this about drugs and learning that the violence that is associated with drugs stems from the prohibition of them, I am beginning to think that legalization may be a good thing for society.

Reason Why Teens Use Drugs

Drug use is the increasing problem among teenagers in today’s High schools. Ever since the drug war of 1900, drugs have been a major problem in today’s society. Use of drugs such as opium, morphine, and their derivatives were quite common place in nineteenth century America. While most students of contemporary high school drug education programs know about the use of coca leaves in early Coca-Cola and the opium trade with China, the matter of drug addiction at the turn of the century is much more extensive than usually acknowledged. It is estimated that by 1975 there were somewhere in the neighborhood of 550,000 regular users of addictive drugs in the U.S. While this number may seem large (taking into consideration the smaller population of the country in 1970s as compared to today) it is actually surprisingly small even when such drugs were available over the counter. Cocaine, morphine, laudanum, and heroin were all available in drug stores and through the mail. Until the Pure Food and Drug Act of 1906, banned the sale and distribution of these such drugs In local shops and stores ,and through the mail. Today, all of these drugs are illegal Including the most popular drug among teens and in the united states, marijuana. Most drug use begins in the preteen and teenage years, these years most crucial in the maturation process. During these years, teenagers are faced with difficult tasks of discovering their self identity, as well as their sexual roles, becoming independence, learning to cope with authority and searching for goals that would give meaning to life. Drugs are readily available and teens are curious and venerable, and there is peer pressure to experiment, escape from conflicts. The use and reasons of drugs by teenagers is usually the result of a combination of several factors such as social, mental, and economical problems .Drugs addiction among Teens usually in turn lead to a depressed life and suicide.

Drugs and Nightclubs

Drugs are illegal in most countries and the extermination of drugs has always been one of our most important worldwide issues. Ending the existence of drugs is one of the toughest and most complicated goal we face. With all the effort we put into the issue, why is there little success? Lack of effort is not a major reason the attempts are failing. It is the lack of understanding that leads to the misdirection and failure of the attempts. As long as a strong desire to use drugs exists, drugs won’t exterminate. Why people take drugs? Drugs symbolize power, states, freedom, and the ultimate ? high? in our world. Drugs can help people achieve higher states, more power and their success. We are not easily deterred from using drugs because we refuse to give up our dreams and goals, and often are willing to do whatever it takes along the path to success. The desire for the drugs is worth the risk of being caught. In reality, the risk of getting caught is extremely few. Therefore, many people are willing to risk getting caught because the benefits of drugs outweigh the risks. ? Drugs are always been closely linked to the entertainment industry. Nightclubs have become the ideal place to administer drugs. In this essay I would discuss ? Club drugs? which are used popular in nightclubs.
GHB (gemma hydroxybutyrate) is surfacing on the street, in private nightclub and on the body builder scene. A central nervous system depressant, GHB has been legally used as and anesthetic, and for treatment of major. The main date rape drug is Rohypnol. It is similar to Valium, but then times more powerful. Rohypnnol is illegal in the United States, but it is used in other countries prescribed for sleeping disorders. It is usually found in a small odorless, tasteless white pill that can be crushed up and easily dropped into a drink. it dissolves fast making hard to detect. It can also be found in a liquid form, which are rare, but can make it harder to detect. Effects of Rohypnol usually occur within twenty to thirty minutes. The effects include drowsiness, dizziness, and being disoriented. It also affects motor skills such as walking, talking and balance. It makes one feel like very drunk. This is why it is becoming known as a club drug. Rohypnol is used mostly as an enhancer drug, which means that it is taken to enhance the effects of another drug. One health risks increase with he consumption of alcohol, which can lead to death or coma. Rohypnol has been found to be physically addictive and it does have bead withdrawals. The main side effect of the drug is a memory loss of four to ten hours, during which time a person can be rendered helpless. Another date rape rug is GHB (gamma hydroxybutyrate), known as ? liquid ecstasy? ? liquid G? or grievous bodily harm. GHB is also used as an enhancer drug, because it has no hangover and usually can not be detected four to five hours after dissension. Also it has no documented long-term effects, or physiological addiction. It is usually found as a clear liquid. GHB used to be legal, it was used by body builders to help build muscle, but was banned in 1990 for public safety concern, because it could become harmful when mixed with other drugs. Effects of the drug are usually felt in fifteen to twenty minutes. The effects are different for each person. GHB caused short-term amnesia. Common effects are nausea, dizziness, confusion and drowsiness. Health risks also increase with the consumption of alcohol or other drugs.

Marijuana The Drug

Drugs are a major debate it the world we live in today. Drugs are gaining more and more attention. More and more people are using drugs then ever before and there is no decrease in the amount of drug users. One of the most commonly used drugs is marijuana. In today’s world marijuana is growing and is looking to be legalized in California for medical uses only but that will lead to many other problems in the near future. Marijuana is the most used drug in the U.S. besides tobacco. Marijuana gives people the feeling they like and want but when it is used to much they have to use more of it to get the high in which they desire. It effects your brain by making the THC disrupt the nerve cells in the part of the brain where memories are formed. This makes it harder for the user to recall events and makes it harder to learn. Marijuana is addictive to some people. About 100,000 people seek treatment for marijuana use each year. Marijuana is usually smoked as a cigarette (called a joint or a nail) or in a pipe or a bong. Recently, it has appeared in cigars called blunts which are larger and, therefore, more dangerous. Marijuana is a green, brown, or a gray mixture of dried, shredded flowers and leaves of the hemp plant (Cannabis sativa). There are many slang names for marijuana such as pot, weed, boom, gangster, and Mary Jane. This drug causes Timing, coordination, alertness, and performance to be affected in a negative way. Marijuana has THC in it which is absorbed by fatty tissues in various organs. THC can be detected using urine tests and it will stay in your system for seven to a couple of weeks.
Teens are the reason that drugs are a problem in the U.S.. About one in six 10th graders report that they are current marijuana users. Fewer then one in five high school seniors are current users. Some people who use this drug feel nothing but some feel relaxed and high. After smoking it users may get a sudden quenching for a drink and get very hungry. This is called the munchies. Short Term effects of marijuana include memory problems and learning problems, distorted perception, trouble when thinking and problem solving, loss of coordination, increased heart rate, anxiety, and panic attacks. THC can damage cell tissues in you immune system causing users to be more open to diseases. To be able to tell if someone is high they may be dizzy and have trouble walking, be silly and giggly for no reason, bloodshot eyes and have a hard time remembering things. These effects usually end in a few hours and the user gets very sleepy. A big issue being raised in California is the legalization of marijuana for medical purposes only. The old laws would still be in effect. If you were found using it you would have to have your medical doctors prescription for it to get free from jail or a fine. Still, a cop could bust you for growing it and cuff you because they don’t know that your doctor prescribed it for you. This law is a state law and is called Proposition 215. This law has been turned down for the last two years. This year all the old laws that have been turned down have been put together to make a great law. This law actually passed November 5, 1996.
Marijuana aids in the treatment of cancer, anorexia, chronic pain, spastic, glaucoma, arthritis, migraine, or any other illness for which marijuana provides relief. The American Cancer society says NO to marijuana because it is not a substitute for appropriate anti-nausea drugs for cancer chemotherapy and vomiting. We see no reason to support the legalization of marijuana for medical use. Smoking marijuana is also not approved by the FDA for any illness. These corporations both say that they what a different drug to do the same thing but developing it will take an estimated 4 billion dollars. People what to know why some other drugs can be used like morphine but marijuana can’t. In me and my partners personal option we believe that it is wrong to smoke it or use it in any way, shape, or form. We have never used in and probably never will. We only have one body and we should make the most of it and not mess it up by doing stupid things that will affect us as we get older. To me doing any kind of drugs is stupid and a waste of time. I want to live my life without any worries of medical problems. Any kind of drug that is illegal is bad for your health but if recommended by a doctor does it make them any better. Drugs will always be around in my option. The government can’t demolish drugs or marijuana but they can try to educate children while they are younger to tell them that drugs are bad and should not be taken. With the passing of this law marijuana will become legal in California. Other states can adopt this law if they would like. Education is the key to the end of drugs and the beginning of a new era. Just say NO.

Essay – Telecommunications Industry

The telecommunications field is a vast field that contains terms and acronyms which can be confusing to those who are not familiar with the terminology. Therefore, the following paragraphs will compare and explain some common terms used when referring to the telecommunications field and will entail some old technology with some new. To be included within the discussion is comparisons of telephone dialing sounds, Wide Area Telecommunications Services (WATS) versus leased lines, Private Branch Exchanges (PBX) or Centrex, and the International Organization for Standardization-Open Systems Interconnection (ISO-OSI) model.
What are the differences between Rotary and Dual Tone Multi-frequency (DTMF)? Rotary dialed phones were round and “spun” to make a phone call. The disk had the numbers 0-9 and one had to place a finger in the hole next to the number they wanted to select and turn the dial completely around then let go. When the disk spun back to its original position it would create a series of frequency pulses that corresponded to the number dialed and was known as “pulse dialing.” The phone company switching network would recognize the number of “clicks or pulses’ sent and would switch to the appropriate line.
On the other hand DTMF uses a “tone dialing’ method to place a call. A push button phone uses the “tone” method of dialing. Each time a number button is pushed on the phone, the circuitry in the phone makes a two toned sound for each number and sends that sound to the phone company switching network for validation and to be patched through to the correct line.
What are Wide Area Telecommunications Service (WATS) and leased lines and how are they different? Wide Area Telecommunications Service is a special “dedicated” line for individuals or company’s that want to have to luxury of having a designated number that would allow for incoming calls to be received at no charge to the customer. Furthermore the WATS system usually comes with a discounted price for its use due to the expected large volume of calls. Leased lines are different from WATS in the sense that they are borrowed lines and are used only by those who have leased the lines. What this means is that the line is open for use by the leaser anytime the leaser needs the line to communicate with. Additionally, the phone company does not use the line that is leased to conduct other phone services on and leaves the line “open” for the leasing company only to use for communication (Mitchell, 2008). On the other hand, a WATS line is used repeatedly by the phone company while still being used by the client who pays for the WATS.
How do Private Branch Exchange (PBX) and Centrex differ? A PBX is a company centered switching network for in-house calling. The company would typically have a few dozen phones within the network and each with a need to be able to complete in-house and outside phone calls. With a PBX an employee could call another office within the company by simply dialing a few digit phone extensions rather than a full phone number. Additionally, when these types of calls are made it does not interfere with outside phone lines or take up any of the space of outside phone lines. All the phone lines are maintained within the company itself with just a few lines to connect to the outside phone network for outside calls.
A Centrex (Central Office Exchange) is different from a PBX simply by the location of the switching operations. A Centrex switching is off site from the company and is run and operated by the local telephone company. With that said, the PBX equipment would have to be bought, installed, and maintained by the company where with a Centrex all that would be done by the providing telephone company.
The International Organization for Standardization-Open Systems Interconnection (ISO-OSI) model is comprised of 7 layers and is used to standardize the networking industry. Each layer of the model communicates with only the layers that are above, below, or the identical layer on another device. The purpose of the layers is to exchange data with another layer or device. Basically, each layer of the model builds on another layer by adding information until all the layers have been connected with and added their specific information. Once that has been completed the receiving device will take the information and in a reverse mode, take the layers specific information as it passes it through the layers. With that said, the seven layers are: Application (Implements the communication components with the software), Presentation (Ensures transferred information is readable), Session (Manages the communications segments), Transport (Accepts data from higher layers and segments it for travel), Network (determines the IP address), Data Link (defines the network and protocol information), and Physical (determines the physical characteristics of the data).
In conclusion, each of the terms discussed are important when working in the telecommunications field. Without the knowledge of what equipment is used to comprise a network and how such equipment came into play then one would not be successful in building a network. Hopefully, the explanations and definitions of WATS, PBX, Centrex, Rotary, DTMF, leased lines, and the ISO-OSI model have helped to give a better understanding of the telecommunications field.

कविता – नयाँ वर्ष


नयाँ वर्ष नयाँ सरुवा भई आएको हुलाकेझैं
झोलामा सुर्जेको एउटा पुलिन्दा बोकेर
छानामाथि वैशाख हिँडिरहेछ
भारी अल्छी पाइला सारेर
भित्ता-घडीको लङगूर हल्लिरहेछ उसको
निस्तेज भई आकाश पल्टेको छ
न्यास्रो अनुहार पारेर
बेमौसमको बर्षात
बेला-कुबेलाको वादलको गडयाङ-गुडुङ
आकाशलाई पखाला लागेको छ
विष्णुमतीको फोहर हैजे पानी पिएर
सहनाइको बेसुरा ध्वनिबाट निस्किरहेका छन्
हैजाका असङ्ख्य अदृश्य कीटाणुहरु
मध्यान्ह दिन
चर्को घाम
सारा रुखहरुले आफ्नो आङ कन्याइरहेका छन्
फेरि एकचोटि
नयाँ वर्षआएको छ
फेरि एकचोटि
भित्ताको नयाँ क्यालेण्डरमा
आफ्नो जीवनको भिसा झुण्डयाउनु छ
फेरि एकचोटि
सँगी साथीहरुको सूचि बनाउनु छ
फेरि एकचोटि
भयानक बमहरु बोकेर, उडिरहेका हवाइजहाज
र रकेटमुनि बसेर
लेख्नु छ प्रियजनहरुको नाममा
सफलता, शान्ति र दीर्घायुको शुभकामना-पत्र ।

कथा – ती दूई निर्दोष आँखाहरू

तीन पुगेर चार मात्र लागेको छ ऊ । फराकिलो निधार, चम्किला बडाबडा आँखा, ऊ कुनै तल्लो वर्गको श्रमिक वर्गको छोरोजस्तो पटक्कै लाग्दैन । तर, ऊ पहाडको किसानकै छोरा हो । किसान पनि अर्धकिसान । पश्चिम पहाडमा एउटा सानो गाउँ थियो, गर्भे । त्यसैको पुछारमा एउटा सानो झुप्रोमा उसको बाबु बिर्खे- बिर्खबहादुर र आमा दिलमाया दुःखजिलो गरी बसेका थिए । तर, पहाडमा मारकाट चल्न थालेपछि उनीहरू मैदानतिर झरेर एउटा सानो सहरनजिकै गाउँमा बस्न थालेका थिए ।

बिर्खबहादुर उमेर त्यति र्घर्किइनसकेको केही गरौला भन्ने हिम्मत उसमा । ऊ नजिकैको सहरमा साहूहरूको भारी बोक्छ । अनि घरसर बनाउने काममा ठेकेदारहरूको काम पनि गर्छ । त्यसरी उसले एक पेट खान-लाउन पुर्याएर पनि दिलमायाको नाक, कान, घाँटीमा एकसरो सुन पनि भिर्दिनसकेको छ । दिलमाया पनि गाउका ठूला ठालुका धन्दा चुलो गरेर केही न केही आर्जन गर्छे।

यसपल्ट बिर्खेले ठेकेदारबाट झन्डै एक महिनादेखिको ज्याला पाएको छैन । त्यसैले उसको भण्डारमा फाँकमुठी पनि छैन । त्यसैले ऊ ज्याला उठाउन गएको फर्केको छैन । दिलमाया आफ्नै करेसाबारीबाट तिहुन ल्याएर केलाउन लागेकी छ । सानो छोरो भुन्टे भोक लाग्यो भनेर रोर्याइ गरिरहेको छ । “आमा भात किन नपका’ – हाम्लाई भोक लाग्यो भन्या भात दिनु हाम्लाई ।”

साँझ पर्न लागिसकेको छ । बिर्खबहादुर यतिखेरसम्म पनि आएको छैन । दिलमाया च्याठिन्छे, “भोक लागे म के गरौ त – बा पैसा उठाउन जानुभा’छ । पसलबाट चामल, पीठो, नुन, तेल, मसला ल्याउनुहुन्छ । अनि पकाऊला ।”

तर, भुन्टे कराउन छोड्दैन । केटाकेटी हो, उसलाई घरमा केही छैन भन्ने के थाहा । उसको बिलविलाउदो मुख हेरेर दिलमाया भित्रभित्रै कल्पिन्छे । अनि त्यसैबेला झोलामा सामल बोकेर बिर्खबहादुर भित्र पस्छ । दिलमाया झोलाको सामान हेरेर असन्तुष्ट स्वरमा भन्छे, “यति मात्रै – दुइ-तीन दिनलाई पुग्दैन ।”

“के गर्ने हेर न त्यो मोरो राणा बाउ ठेकदारले पूरा पैसै दिएन । हजारवटा रुपैयाँ फालिदियो । त्यत्न पैसा बाकी छ । एक मन त त्यो पैसा त्यसैको मुखमा हिर्काएर आँऊ जस्तो लागेको थियो । तर, यो भुन्टेको पिलपिलाउदो अनुहार सम्झे । अनि पाँच सयको किनमेल गरी सामान ल्याए, दुइ-चार दिनलाई भए नि पुग्छ भनेर । पाचोटा सयचै पैसै ल्याएको छु । केही परिहाल्ला भनेर “लौ ला, राख ।” बिर्खबहादुर जगमा पानी लिएर हातगोडा धुन भनेर बाहिर निस्क्यो । केहीबेरपछि हातगोडा धोएर भित्र पस्यो ।

“आमा हाम्लाई भोक लाग्यो भन्या, भात दिनु ।” सानो भुन्टे रोड्याइ गरेको गर्यौ थियो । बिर्खबहादुरले टीठलाग्दो गरी उसको मुख हेरेर भन्यो, “ए झट्टै भात पका न त । मलाई पनि भोकले खरो भैरा’ छ ।”

दिलमायाले टुकी बाली । अनि भान्छाको सार्दाम ठीक गरेर दमचुली -स्टोभ) सल्काएर भात बसाली । तिहुन पहिले नै पकाएर झिकी । भात छड्कन थाल्यो । बाहिर रात निकै छिप्पिइसकेको थियो । त्यसैबेला ढोका घर्याक्क खोलेर दर्इ जना बन्दुके भित्र पसे । चाइचुइ केही नगरी एउटाले बिर्खबहादुरलाई लडाएर घाटीमा खुकुरी तेर्स्यायो, “तै होइनस् हाम्रो सुल्सुले लाग्यो -”

“होइन के गरेको तिमरुले – को हौ तिमरु -” दिलमाया आतेसले चिच्याउन थाली । बाबुलाई लडाएको, आमा चिच्याएको देखेर सानो भुन्टे अताल्लिए रुन थाल्यो । अर्को चाहिले उसलाई सातो खायो । भुन्टे डरले चुप लागेर ओछ्यानमा घुस्य्रो ।

“पापी राक्षस हो । एउटा खाली हातको मान्छेलाई अत्तेचार गर्र्छौ – … मर्द हौ भने आओ मसँग जुध्न ।” दिलमाया नजिकैको खर्पा उझाउदै रणाचण्डीझै गर्जंदै उनीहरूतिर झम्टिछे । तर, अर्कोचाहिले उसको खर्पा समातेको हात समातेर बेस्सरी बटार्यो । खर्पा भुइमा खस्यो । यतिञ्जेलसम्म पछिल्लोले बिर्खबहादुरको घाटी कसाइले राँगो बोको रेटेझै रेटेर टाउको छुट्याइसकेको थियो । मझेरीमा रगतको ताली बनिसकेको थियो ।

दोस्रो चाहिले दिलमायालाई जकडेर विवश तुल्याएर भित्तामा अचेटेको थियो । यसले पहिलोलाई सम्बोधन गरेर कुत्सित पाराले भन्यो, “कसो, भाइ यसले त मर्द खोजेकी जस्ती छ नि – दिऊ यसलाई मर्द -”

“ठीकै छ । यस्ता बराठसग कुस्ती खेल्नु मजै हुन्छ ।” पहिलोले त्यही किलामा झुन्डिएको पुरानो लुगीले रगतले भिजेको खुकुरी पुछ्तै भन्यो । अनि दुवैले दिलमायालाई हात बाधेर मुखमा कपडाको बुझो कोचेर मझेरीमा लडाए । अनि दुवैले पालैपालो आफ्नो पाशविक यौनतृष्णा मेटे । सानो पुन्टे सातो गएर एउटा प्लास्टिकको निर्जीव पुतलीझै भएर हेरिरहेको थियो ।

आफ्नो पशुक्रीडा सकेर दुवै उठे । अनि कुत्सित हासो हास्दै अश्लील पाराले पहिलोले भने, “भाइ, यो बराठ आइमाईसग कुस्ती खेल्दा भोक पनि लाग्यो । केही खान पाए ।”

“हो, मलाई पनि भोकले तालाबाला खेलाएको छ । हिजोदेखि यही सफाइ दौड म कुद्दाकुद्दा एक मुठी अन्न पनि पेटमा पर्या होइन हेर न यसो केही पाइन्छ कि,” दोस्रोले भन्यो र दुवै मिलेर खानेकुरो खोज्न थाले । पहिलोको आँखा भान्छाको भातको कसौडीमा पर्यो । उसले खुसीको स्वरमा भन्यो, “भाइ कसौडीमा भात छ जस्तो छ नि हेर हेर ”

दोस्रोले दमचुलीबाट कसौडी उतारेर हेर्यो अनि चहकिदै भन्यो, “रे’छ भाइ भात त, भर्खरै पकाएको, तात्तातै छ । स्टोभ पनि भर्खरै निभेको जस्तो छ । ए, यहा तिहुन पनि रहेछ । लौ थालौ । पेट पूजा गर्न ।”

दूई लास र रगतको तालबीच दुवै हिंस्रक जनावरहरूले आफ्नो हृदयहीन, पशुभोज मनाए । अनि जाने तरखर गर्दै दिलमायाको अचेत शरीरतिर हेरेर दोस्रोले सोध्यो, “यसलाई के गर्ने – यतिकै छोडिदिने -”

“किन छोड्ने त्यसै बोल्ने जोखिमलाई – पुर्याइदिने उसको लोग्ने गएको ठाउमा,” पहिलोले क्रूर स्वरमा भन्यो । अनि काधबाट बन्दुक उतारेर अचेत शरीरमा गोली हानेर पर्ण्मृत तुल्याइदियो । त्यसपछि बाहिर निस्किएर अध्यारोमा हराए ।

अध्यारो रातको बीभत्स नाटकको पहिलो यवनिका पतन भयो ।
अनि फेरि दोस्रो दृश्यको पर्दा उठ्छ ।
भित्र उही पहिलो पर्दाकै दृश्य छ । त्यसैबेला अर्का दर्इटा बन्दुकधारी दृश्यमा पस्छन् । ती पनि पहिलेकै जस्तो फौजी पोसाकमा छन् । काधमा बन्दुक छ । भित्रको त्यो बीभत्स दृश्य देखेर दुवै जना एकछिन अलमल्ल पर्छन् । अनि एउटाको बक फुट्छन्, “ए जोडा यहा यो हत्याकाण्ड मच्चाएर ती आतङ्ककारी त फर्र उडिसकेछन् । हामी त आज पनि ढिला भएछौ । सधै हामी अपराधीभन्दा चार पाइला पछाडि नै पर्र्छौं । मरेपछि ओखती भन्याजस्तो ।”

“गर्ने के त यार आदेश नै ढिलो गरी पाउछौ । माथिका आदेश दिनेहरू आफ्नै मोजभोजमा मस्त भएर सबै कुरा बिर्सिन्छन् । अनि माझीको सल्लाहले सय घर डुबिसक्यो भन्याझै सबै हुने कुरा भैसकेपछि अनि हुकुमको गोली दाग्छन्, “लौ फलानो ठाउमा हमला हुदैछ रे । कुदिहाल कारबाहीमा । कति सजिलो,” दोस्रोले भन्यो ।

“त्यै त । हाम्रो मात्र ज्यानै नभएजस्तो । रातदिन डाँडाकाँडा भीर पाखा कुद्नु छ, खान र पिउनको नाउमा एक पुरिया बिस्कुट, एक पुरिया चाउचाउ छ । अनि हामीलाई पनि त थकाइ लाग्छ, अल्छी लाग्छ । अनि भर्सर् परोस् भनिन्छ ।”

“हो भन्या हिजोदेखि त्यही एक पाकेट चाउचाउ, एक पुरिया बिस्कुट र एक तुम्लेट पानीको भरमा कुदिया’ छ । मलाई त यति उखर्माउलो भोक लाग्या छ, ढुङ्गो पाए पनि पचाउला भएको छ ।” अर्कोले भन्यो, “घर तन्नमजस्तो छ । यस्ता तन्नमहरूलाई पनि किन यसरी हत्या गरेका होलान् – यस्ताले कसैको के बिगार गरे होलान् र -”

“होला केही वैरभाव भैगो छोडिदे । बरु कतै केही छ कि यसो आन्द्रासम्म उकास्न । मलाई भोकले तोरीको फूल देखायो ।” दोस्रोले भन्यो । अनि त्यो दुइटा बीभत्स लास, त्यो रगतको अहाल सबै कुरालाई त्यत्तिकै बेवास्ता गरेर त्यहा धुइधुइति छामछाम छुम गर्न थाले । एक जना हातको चोर बत्ती र्-र्टचलाइट) बालेर भित्री कोठातिर गयो । अर्को त्यही टुकीको बत्ती उठाएर धुइपत्तँल गर्न थाल्यो ।

“ए एक जोडा बाहिर हेर हेर यहा कसौडीमा अलि कति भात रहेछ । तिहुन पनि रहेछ, कसैले खाएर छोडेको । तैले के भेटिस् त्यहाभित्र -” पहिलोले कराएर भन्यो । दोस्रोले भित्रबाट निस्किदै भन्यो, “त्यहा त केही पनि छैन । घ्याम्पाघैटा रित्तै छन् । केही थाङ्नाथरा छन् त्यति हो ।”

“यहा अलिकति भए पनि भात रहेछ । अलिअलि भए पनि बाडीचुडी खाऊ आइज । एउटा आन्द्रँ मात्रै भए पनि भरिएला । पहिलोले भन्यो । अनि दुवै जनाले बाडीचुडी कसौडीको भात सोरसार पुछपाछ गरेर खाए । अनि, हातसात धोएर जान भनेर उठे । तर, पहिलोको आँखा दिलमायाको नाक, कानका फूली, रिङ् र घाटीको तिलहरीमा परे । उसले चहर्किंदै भन्यो, “जोडा यस मर्दाको घाटीमा, नाककानमा यी सुनका गहनाको के काम – हामीलाई बेचबाच गरेर दूई -चार दिन मैच्याङको भट्टीमा रमाउन त हुन्छ । फेरि हामीलाई दोष लाग्ने पनि त होइन । जङ्गलीहरूले मारेर नाक, कान, घाटी पनि रित्याएर गएछन् भनिहाल्छन् ।”

अनि दुवैले मिलेर दिलमायाको लासबाट कति पनि धक/सङ्कोच नमानी ती सुनहरू झिकेर हिड्न तरखराए । तर, एक्कासि अर्कोको आखा दिलमायाको धोतीको सक्कोमा बाधेको गाठोमा पर्यो । उसले खसखसिएर त्यो गाठो फोएर हेर्यो, बिर्खबहादुरले साझ स्वास्नीलाई दिएको पाच सयको नोट थियो । उसले चहकिएर साथीलाई भन्यो, “जोडा यहा एउटा पाच सयको नोट पनि रहेछ ।”

“खोइखोइ -” अर्कोले त्यो नोट उसबाट झन्डैझन्डै खोसेझै गरी लिए भन्यो, “वा जे होस्, आजको दिनचाहि छुकै परेको रहेछ लौ ।”

अब त्यहाबाट जान तर्खराउदै एउटाले भन्यो । “जोडा भात त तातै थियो । हत्याराहरू भरखरै निस्केका जस्ता छन् धेरै पर पुगेका छैनन् होला । अलि छिटो गए भेट्न सकिन्छ । हिड झट्टै ।” एउटाले हतार लगायो । अर्कोका आँखा ओछ्यानमा दुम्किएर अत्यन्त त्रसित र भयभीत सातो उडेझै आँखाले त्यस नाटकका दारुण, बीभत्स दृश्य हेरिरहेको सानो दर्शक पुन्टेमाथि परे । उसले सोध्यो, “जोडा यहाँ एउटा पिउसो रहेछ, यसको के गर्ने -”

“के गर्नु अब । घाटीमा घटेसी बनाएर झुन्ड्याएर हिड्नुभएन । छोडिदिने यतिकै । भोलि बिहान कसैले आएर देख्लान् । अनि कोही नातेदार भए जिम्मा लाइदेलान्, नभए कुनै टुहुराहरूको बालघरमा लगेर राखिदेलान् हिड ।” अर्कोले भन्यो र दुवै त्यहाँ बाट निस्केर अध्यारोको खोकिलामा हराए ।

यहा यसरी एउटा बीभत्स नाटकको मञ्चन भयो । तर, त्यस नाटकका दर्शक कोही थिएनन्, खालि एउटा सातो गएर संज्ञाहीनझै भएको सानो पुन्टेका दूई निरीह निर्दोष आँखाहरू मात्र थिए ।

दोस्रो प्रहरको रात बाहिर डरलाग्दो गरी चकमन्न थियो । त्यस चकमन्नतालाई घरिघरि पर गाउँमाझका गल्लीहरूमा भौतारिने भुस्याहा खिच्चाहरूले रोएको हु हु स्वरले भत्काउथ्यो । अनि बेलाबेलामा ज्यादै उराठलाग्दो गरी लाटोकोसेरो र अरू रात्रि चराहरूका कर्कश स्वरले रातको त्यो शून्य अंध्यारो आकाशको विस्तृत छातीलाई चिर्दै दिगन्तमा गुज्थ्यो, “किर्रकिर्र किरिरिर्र । हु हु हु हु .. ह्वा ह्वा । यिनै स्वरहरूका माझ त्येहाँ एउटा अर्को स्वर थपियो, द्वाङ द्वाङ धडाम् ।”

यस स्वरले भने त्यहा गाउ र बजारमा खतिखेरसम्म पनि जागा बसेकाहरूको मुटुको चाल बन्द गरायो । सबैका भयाल ढोकाहरू बन्द भए ढ्यामढुम ढ्याम्ढुम । अलि त्यसको दोस्रो दिन मध्याह्नको सबैजसले एफएम रेडियोमा महिला खबर वाचिकाको जीवनहीन स्वर गुज्यो, “गए राती पश्चिमाञ्चलको राजधानी नजिकैको एउटा सानो गाउँमा केही जङ्गलबाट आएका बन्दुकधारीहरूले त्यही सानो गाउँको पुछारमा छाप्रँ बनाएर बसको ज्याला मजुरी गरेर खाने दर्इ लोग्ने-स्वास्नीलाई आधारातमा घरमा पसी बीभत्स हत्या गर्नुका साथै भएका धनमाल र महिलाका नाक, कान, घाटीका सुनको गहनासमेत लिएर फरार भए । घटनास्थलमा एउटा सानो तीन-चारवर्षो बालक लगभग संज्ञाहीन अवस्थामा भेटिएर उसलाई बालघरमा बुझाइएको । पछि गस्तीमा गएका सुरक्षाकर्मीहरूसँगको भिडन्तमा लुटेराहरूमध्ये दर्इजना बन्दुकधारीहरू पनि मारिएका हाम्रा स्थानीय संवाददाता … ले बताएका छन् । अहिलेलाई म मेरा सहकर्मी … लाई यतिकैमा बिदा दिनुहोस् । पछि बजे यस्तैयस्ता खबर लिएर फेरि उपस्थित हुनेछौ । नमस्कार जय नेपाल

यो खबर रेडियो, एफएम, टेलिभिजन र स्थानीय राष्ट्रिय पत्रपत्रिकाले फूल जडीजडी प्रसार गरेपछि जनमानसमा एउटा आतङ्कको सृजना भयो । के पत्तो, समाचार वाचकले अर्को हत्या र हिंसाको खबर वाचन गर्ने बेलासम्म आफै पनि त्यसको सिकार बनिने हो कि –

माधव प्रसाद घिमिरे

Madhav Ghimmire is a living legend. Born in 1919, he is among the last of the older generation of poets in Nepal. His contemporaries – Bal Krishna Sama, Laxmi Prasad Devkota, and Siddhicharan Shrestha – have become historical figures in the annals of Nepalese literature; Ghimire is the only link to their past. A time in which these poets created some of the most powerful verses in Nepali literature. Today, their works are studied in school, college, and university.

Madhav Ghimmire does echo the past. His eyes twinkle as he fondly remembers old times. At this point in his life, he is eight-one years old, he expresses contentment regarding his personal and professional experiences. Ghimire knows his destiny has been proven and he is pleased about it. His childhood, youth, and adulthood are now memories he reflects upon calmly. His innate love for the study of literature has made possible the growth of his poetic genius. As he recites a few lines from “Rupa Rani”, one can appreciate the rhythmic use of his words. What comes to mind is the play of sunlight on water, the breeze soft on the skin, and the sensation of lightness. Ghimire caresses words like an ardent lover; he seeks for emotional gratification in his creations and is comforted.

His childhood was spent in Lamjung District – among the hills, trees, rivers, and birds of rural Nepal and he grew up playing nearby cowsheds – the herders, cows and calves his close companions. Ghimire’s father was the second son in the family and was responsible for looking after cattle. They lived as a joint family and had enough to go by. The eldest son looked over household affairs and farming. Ghimire’s father along with the herders would stay high up in the lekh for several months in the cowshed and during winter, they would bring the cattle down to graze in the besi. Eight-year-old Ghimire would often accompany them and during his stay, loved having rice and milk amidst surroundings rich with natural resources. Sometimes when the cattle were fed salt, a customary practice in cow herding, his father would also add salt to young Ghimire’s meal.

Since he was most of the time away from home with his father, he was unable to develop close ties with his cousins. He became used to his loneliness and found solace in the natural beauty of his environment. In this way, the poet’s relationship with nature became a bond he feels as strongly about today. “It has been years since I last visited my village. I know the cattle are no longer taken up to the same area for grazing, but I desire to visit old haunts. Most probably I won’t recognize anyone in the village, but I feel the same about the place. I can feel the river flowing, the small trees growing; they must be big trees by now, and the heat of the sun on the riverbank’s stones. About this time, mid-April, kafuls and aisalus fruit would be ripening and bird songs would burst from the trees.

Ghimire’s mother died when he was about one and half year old, he tries to remember her but the memories are old. What he does acknowledge is the longing he had for her – to be held in her warm embrace and experience her compassion. “I coveted the way my jetho buba and jetho muwa (his father’s elder brother and sister-in-law) showered their affection on their son, Mohan Lal, my cousin who is about three to four months older than me. I also wanted to hear the sound of my mother’s voice calling my name. I wanted her to protect me like a hen with her chicks. I searched for the same kind of privilege I felt my cousin received from his parents. My jetho muwa cared for me, but I couldn’t help feeling insecure knowing she was not my mother. I think this is my childhood’s only greatest loss.

“Sometimes I thought my jetho buba and jetho muwa were indifferent to me. I was under the impression that my jetho buba wanted his son to do better in life – study hard and get an education. My grandmother adored me, but I think she felt uncomfortable to openly display affection on me. Maybe she thought it would displease her eldest son and jetho buhari.

“My father was always happy to see me after his sojourns in the lekh. He loved pampering me. I feel however, no matter how much a father loves his children, I think a mother’s love is irreplaceable. I desired to call my jetho muwa or grandmother ‘mother’ and whenever my father was around and heard me call them, he would come towards me, lift me up, and carry me. My father was sensitive about my need for my mother. I think he understood how much I wanted her.

“My father enjoyed singing. He had a good voice and his listeners would become enraptured. Especially when he recited slokas, poetical lines, they could feel the emotion in his voice and the experience would bring tears to their eyes. I was always impressed with the way my father sang; I also wanted to sing like him. Maybe unconsciously his singing and the dancing that went on in my village developed in me a desire to do something creative and beautiful. Later on, I wrote many lyrics besides poems.”

Proper educational opportunities were lacking in Ghimire’s village during his childhood. Someone who could set tithis, auspicious dates, for events like “marriages”, “Ekadasi” or “Osi” or someone who could do basic letter writing, reading and arithmetic was considered educated. “I used to sit on the pidi, outside our house and write Ka, Kha, Ga, Gha (Nepali alphabets)… on the ground with a bamboo stick. I remember a jogi, holyman, used to live on our farmland. He taught us English alphabets from an old grammar book he had; text books were non-existent then. I found studying alphabets through illustrations enjoyable.

“My father wanted me to receive educational opportunities jetho buba wished for his son. He knew unless he made the effort, his elder brother would show no interest in me. So he thought it over and decided to send me, I think when I was about twelve years old, to a jotishi, astrologer; astrology played an important role in our family and village life. This was probably the beginning of my formal education.

“Afterwards, a relative suggested to my father to send me to a school when I was fourteen or fifteen years old. It was called Bhasa Patshala, Language School, and was situated five kosh, about one or two hours walk away from our village. The guru, teacher was a Sanskrit pandit, scholar and was looking for pupils who wished to learn Sanskrit. Since our relative knew I had studied astrology and could read and write, he thought my educational base would help me study without problems. He was right because I enjoyed myself and did well.

“Depending on the season, the number of students in our class would vary. Sometimes there would be 15 to 20 of us and at other times, just about two to four students. During winter, the number of students would increase to 40 because there would be less much farm work. On the whole, I think this unrestricted kind of education suited me. Since I was attentive and listened carefully to what our teacher said, I was given a lot of attention by him when there were few students. Once I received the Ramayan as a prize. I read it, I also read the Mahabharat, and from there I selected poems of Lekhnath Poudyal. The difference I found between the religious books and Lekhnath’s poetry was the writing confidence I gained with the latter. I was able to approach Lekhnath’s work without being overwhelmed with the religious, historical or cultural context of the Ramayan and Mahabharat. Lekhnath provided me an example of how a contemporary person could create literature without feeling inhibited by his ordinariness (human weaknesses).

“I tried to create poetry and showed it to my teacher. I wasn’t sure what I had to write; the only thing I remember was I wanted to write. He liked my poems and encouraged me to continue. I sent one to the Gorkhapatra, a weekly at that time, now a national daily and it got published. I was amazed. Someone told me I would most probably become a poet. I was further amazed. To people it seemed the word ‘poet’ connoted greatness. In my experience, they were willing to read what I wrote and accepted it as literature. I think my first inspiration came from here.

“For about three years, I remained at Bhasa Patshala. Then, one day, my teacher’s younger brother returned from Kathmandu after giving his exams at Durbar High School. He told me that in ‘Nepal’, a popular name used for Kathmandu in those days had many learned people and were considered maha (great) gurus. When I heard him describe the golden temples I became in awe of ‘Nepal’; such a place could only exist in my imagination. I suddenly felt the urge to change my present state of education as well as see the world. I also knew I had already reached my potential as a student at Bhasa Patshala. By this time, my father and jetho buwa had started living separate.

“Without telling anyone at home and with seven mohar (a mohar is 50 paisa today) in my pocket, I associated myself with a trader going to Kathmandu. On reaching the capital, I became acquainted with students of the Sanskrit Patshala situated nearby Rani Pokhari (it’s still in existence). Since I had nowhere to stay, they generously shared their lodgings with me during the initial years. I helped with their cooking and ate with them. Afterwards, I sent a letter home informing my father about my whereabouts. I think he suspected me to be in Kathmandu because, I don’t remember him becoming alarmed after my departure. Later on, from time to time, he sent me money to cover my educational and living costs.”

So began Ghimmire’s student’s life in Kathmandu during which he learned to manage his cooking, cleaning, and washing chores. He comments on how things have changed today. “Nowadays, students who live in Kathmandu are provided with every kind of facility to study in. They have access to good books, libraries, educational programs, and the internet. Back in my time, my student life revolved around two things: studying and learning by rote.”

Ghimmire’s advantage over former students was his writing experience. Within six months’ time, he ranked second among 150 to 200 students. He became surprised with his performance. After this, he was considered budhimani, highly intelligent. Ghimire then realized that if he failed, he would lose face. He decided to work harder. His teachers impressed with his good grades recommended him to take up literature and mathematics. Towards the end of his studies, Ghimire was able to achieve first rank in his class and passed his Madhyama level of studies.

Although his studies took much of his time, eighteen-year-old Ghimmire made the time to work on his poetry. “For five years, I continuously wrote poems and published them. Slowly, I began to build up a reputation among my teachers and classmates. One day, my friend took me to Nepali Bhasa Prakashini Samiti and introduced me to Bal Krishna Sama and Krishna Shumshere. A vacancy for a writer was available in their committee and they selected me. From 1944, I started working and writing for the samiti, committee. Two years after my arrival, Laxmi Prasad Devkota joined us.

“About this time, Devkota, Gopal Prasad Rimal, Kedar Man Byathit, Siddhicharan Shrestha and I would meet regularly at the samiti. We would share and comment on each other’s work. I think this environment was congenial for our growth as poets and writers.

“Our greatest fear with our writing was the then Rana government. We had to be careful that we did not criticize them openly because they were suspicious about what we wrote. Occasionally, the samiti published a satire or two but these were very obscure. To read we had to smuggle books for ourselves. Still, I remember I was able to read and write a lot during this period.

“I think challenges are part of every situation. Each time you want to do something, you will face difficulties; this is a natural process of life. We came through the problems in our time and today, if you look at the world, you’ll see the “competitiveness” between people – writers, poets or journalists in our context – becoming a big problem. In the old days, creating a name for yourself was easier; fewer people wrote or created.”

Ghimmire’s writing career developed gradually and in 1946, he became the editor of Gorkha Patra. In 1947, he participated in a poetry competition on the national flag of Nepal. Besides winning the competition, his reputation as a good poet spread. Sharada and Udaya were other journals in which he began to publish his work. He continues: “Then my first wife Gauri passed away and I was shattered. I began writing poems on her.” His poetry collection Gauri was received very well and the journal became enormously popular with the public.

Ghimmire worked for two more years at the Gorkha Sansthan. However, because of his wife’s death, he realized raising two of his children, at that time his two daughters, was becoming a difficult task. For a while, he took over the management of a school in Gausar – a small town in the besi, hilly flatlands of Lamjung. Then in 1952, he participated as a trainer in a teachers’ training program in Tahachal located in the capital. Later on, a college was established in the same area, where Ghimmire taught Nepali literature until 1957. That same year, the poet who had now become nationally established, became the member of the Royal Nepal Academy. “My involvement in the academy’s activities reinforced my commitment to Nepalese Literature. My whole environment was filled with literature and creativity and, I felt, there was nothing more I wished for.” Ghimmire became Vice Chancellor of the Royal Nepal Academy from 1979 to 1988 and Chancellor from 1988 to 1990. During his tenure, he led delegations to China, Russia, and Bangladesh. For his work, he has received the Distinguished Academy Medal, Shree Prasiddha Praval Gorkha Dakshinabahu, Bhanubhakta Award, and Tribhuwan Pragya Puraskar among others. And his literary achievements are Gauri, Malati Mangale, Himal Pari Himal Wari, and Shakuntala to name a few.

As he reflects on his life, he expresses his desire to talk about the poet and poetry. He finds it helps him to identify himself better. “People may be able to differentiate between the physical beauty of a stone and plastic bag. When they are asked to select between a flower or lalupate leaf, it becomes difficult. Both things are part of nature’s creation and are attractive. I think, here, the poet becomes indiscriminate. Here, they are able to distinguish between that subtlety and describe both things with equal poetic intensity.

“Similarly, people differ by their personalities. They respond differently to the same situation. If a person is slapped, she or he may react violently or angrily. We may regard this response in two ways: objectively and subjectively. I think the expression of poets is based on the latter. They look beyond the person’s violence or anger and, reach into the depths of her/his mind.

“For example, a lahure, Nepali soldier working for British or Indian Army, is known to his commander by his role number. When he dies in battle, news reaches his village and people think highly of his valor. His brave deed is regarded objectively. However, what are his mother’s feelings? She has been expecting him to return, maybe bring her a gift, and when she hears about her son’s death, it is not a role number but an integral part of hers that dies. She thinks she should have died instead of her son. How would you define her feelings?

“When a mother’s child cries, she feels pain. So whether it’s the mother who lost her son or the mother whose child is crying is not the issue. The emotional content both mothers convey is important. This is what comes into the poet’s poetry. Pain, anger, joy, or sorrow subjectively described is what makes poetry real.

Talking about today’s literary environment, Ghimmire is speculative. “In my time, even though we feared the Rana government, we did not let go of our commitment. We did tapashya, penitence with our poetry. Nowadays, although competition is strife, a lot of young people have the freedom to follow their interests. But how long they will want to commit themselves to writing or art – a path of mental, emotional, and physical struggle – is something else.

“Also, because of economic and technology progress, youth today have access to modern amenities. Nowadays they have computers at home. Although these changes have helped lives become better; at the same time, they have developed a more relaxed view in people regarding work – the grit and perseverance that makes creation brilliant – which I think is missing.

“The way appreciation is being given to people is disappointing as well. When you watch television, you see this person or that person being acknowledged. Whether their work is worth it or not; it doesn’t seem to signify. The publicity stunt seems to weigh much more. And in time, this kind of process will devalue the meaning of literature and art.

Ghimire rationalizes that poetry should stand up for human values. “Children are brought up learning values that later form their perceptions. Sometimes, they are learnt to believe the wrong things. Look at our caste system. It leads to a misunderstood perception of class structure that is damaging. When I was a child, I used to play with a boy from the Damai, tailoring class (Before, in Nepal, vocations were allocated according to a person’s caste). Once while I was bathing in the river, he came by in a dhunga, small boat and I playfully tried to catch him. He then splashed me with water. Everything about us was natural and spontaneous.

“I feel poets should be able to go beyond the social hierarchical boundary and give humanity vision. By using their poetical skills, they should be able to seek the truth and broaden minds.”

Ghimmire believes as poets or writers we should be able to advocate world peace, justice, humanitarian deeds, etc. We have leaders who govern the country but they try to solve problems through political or administrative means. With poets or writers, wisdom should emanate from their writings.

“Most important is the conscience of the poet – how s/he perceives things; to be able to feel for the sufferings of others is what a poet should be able to emote in words. Like in Devkota’s “Muna Madan”:

Manche thulo dilale huncha, jatale hundaina,

A generous heart makes you profound and not your family/caste.

“These are the words of a compassionate man and they make you feel deeply. “Why did Devkota feel like this? Who can understand? Why do poets feel the way they feel? Who can understand? I think being able to write good poetry is a boon for others. People have the opportunity to look through the eyes of a poet and sense the beauty, ugliness, sadness or happiness in the world. Sometimes in ugliness or hardships, poets see things differently. Here, their hearts rule over their minds.

“In the past, I wrote many poems on the Himalayas. People started to call me the ‘poet’ of the Himalayas. Then someone questioned me whether I preferred the hard life in the hills to the less difficult life in the plains. I feel, however, the richness of the mountains move me; I cannot stop it. I loved my first wife Gauri dearly. She had scars on her face from small pox. Yet it mattered little to me. When I wrote poems on her, I was writing from my heart.”

To the eight-one-year old poet, social consciousness is another strong element in poetry. His awareness regarding a catastrophe like the effects of nuclear warfare indicates his sensitivity towards the future of the world and, the reason behind his poem Ashastha. He especially feels strongly about the status of women in Nepal. For him, they represent a symbol of struggle and hardship. “I find I strengthen my poetry by writing on social issues. This does not mean that poetry that comes from the heart is less significant. I feel poetry that comes from the mind is as important; it only takes a different mode of expression. Besides, this kind of poetry requires enlightenment. It cannot come from experience alone.

“As poets or writers, we cannot expect our work to make tangible changes in society, but down the years, it should be able to give the human spirit that conscience, courage, and foresight to make those changes possible.”

Education in Nepal

On this Modern era education plays the vital role in developing the nation and it’s people. if we do not have proper education we will not be able to survive in this world of modern technology. if we have the proper education then we can survive. on the other hand the education in Nepal is slowly and steady changing and these days most of the private colleges and schools are using the modern method of teaching and is well equipped with modern equipment as well as the modern technologies in compare to the colleges that is run by the government. In government schools and colleges we not be able to fine the modern teaching methods and rare case we can find having all the facilities. Out of 100% as per my view 75% people are well educated and rest percentage are not educated and this the reason falling behind and if we can have 100% then the country as well as the nation will move forward like other developed nations. the society will be well educated as well as civilized. The people will move faster like the jet planes and reached the target with in a short period of time.

Load Shedding in Nepal

The country Nepal is rich in water resources and also second in the world and we the people of Nepal are not able to utilize the resources fully that is 100% and also the Government is falling behind to utilize totally to reduce the load shedding. The reason is that we do not have the proper rules and regulation that means Government and the Ministry of Electricity to attract the foreign projects for the utilization’s of water resources to produce the electricity for the people of the country Nepal .

The projects that we have not enough to produce the electricity and can’t handle the load and on a daily basis it’s increasing and people want to use more electricity and we have many devices that can’t be used without electricity. Just to handle the load of the electricity on a daily basis we the residents have to face black out for long hours and is not bearable. due to load shedding the industries can’t even work and produce goods for the country’s utilization’s and there will be huge amount of loss and not able to get profit and also same time not able to pay tax which can be used for the development.

On this Matter the Government of Nepal as well as the Ministry of Electricity must be keen interested in completing the uncompleted projects and also same time study for the further projects that helps in reducing the load shedding and have a brighter days instead of living in the darkness.

Town Planning in Nepal

The country named Nepal is a land locked country and is surrounded by Himalayas in the Northern parts and also rich in the field of natural beauties and also rich in agriculture as well.. India and china are your neighbor countries and they reach the highest level in development in all the sectors in compare to your country. The infrastructure is densely populated in city are in compare to remote villages.

On this matter the Government of Nepal should implement the strong laws as well as the rules and regulation and to be implemented by the public, if not then there will be a serious problem to the general public who are residing within the town itself. Now onwards if the Government of Nepal and the people must take care and should move forward for the better town planning and to live a luxurious life. As per the Government rules and regulations the building infrastructure should be build up and side by side we need to take care and maintain our natural beauties of greenery so if we can do the country will grow up with in a short period of time.

On the other hand the roads should be build up as the standards set up by the Government and the Road and Transport department and the traffic will follow smoothly and able to reach the destinations with in a short period of time. If not then there will be crowded everywhere and takes longer time what we the public do not accept it.

This helps in looking well planned and developed Nepal and sounds beautiful and looks beautiful.

कविता – भैरहवा

Bhupi sherchan 1
जता हेर्यो उतै मैलो, फुस्रो धरती
उजाड, उदाङ्ग
आदिदेखि अन्तसम्म एकनास
न कतै गर्वले उठेको छ
न कतै विनम्रताले झिकेको छ
न कतै उन्मुक्त मनले खुलेको छ
न कतै जलाउँदै लुकेको छ
नखदेखि शिखसम्म
वक्ष, नितम्ब केही पनि विकसित नभएको
बाँझी तरूनीको आङजस्तो सपाट,
मुश्किलले तीस-चालिस
घरजस्ता घर
बाँकी कुभिन्डोका गाँड निस्केका
कुप्रा झुप्राहरू, डन्डीफोर झैं
यताउता जथाभावी बेढङ्ग उठेका,
कोही पूर्वका
कोही पश्चिमका
कोही पहाड फाँटका
कोही भारतका, कोही भोटका
तर सब यहाँ भेला भएका छन्
खोजीमा हरिया नोटका
यहाँ मानिसहरू कानेखुसी गर्छन्
नोट गनेको कागजे आवाजमा
पुरानो मोहर बजाएको आवाजमा
यहाँ मानिस हाँस्तछन्
यहाँ घाम उदाउँछ
पसलहरूका ढिकभित्रबाट
र बहीखाताका जिल्ला अझै राता हुन्छन्
यहाँ घाम डुब्छ कन्तुरमा
र बहीखाताका पाताहरू पहेलिन्छन्
सन्ध्याकालीन क्षितिज झैं
टाढा-टाढा देखिन्छन्
बुटवलका डाँडाहरू केर-मेर केर-मेर
बहीखाताको सिरानीमा ?शुभलाभ? लेखिए झैं
यो ठाउँ
एउटा यस्तो घरमा बसेजस्तो
जहाँ न त भित्ता छन्
न खापा
न आँखा राख्ने झ्याल छ
न ह्रदय सजाउने गमला
न हाँसो उमार्ने बारी छ
न कतै मनोहर द्रश्य देखिन्छ
सुनिन्छ त फगत
ब्रोङ्काइटिस भएका ट्रकहरूको खोकी,
बस्ने उमेर भएका बसहरूको घ्यार्र घ्यार्र
लाहुरेहरूको बुटको आवाज
र मठ्याहा नेपाली बोली ?’अच्छा यार’
र देखिन्छ केवल
रिक्सा, साइकल, भट्टी र सडकमा
लाहुरेहरू र कान्छीहरूको मांसाहारी प्यार
उफ्! यो पट्याइलाग्दो ठाउँ
यो अत्यासलाग्दो ठाउँ,
जता हेर्यो उतै फुङ्ग उडेको
फुस्रो, न्यास्रो
हिलोको तलाउबाट निस्केको
तावाको छुटेर जलेको रोटीको ?’र’
गालीजस्तो नरमाइलो तातो

कथा – एउटा प्रेम

प्रियतम, तिमीले छोडेर गएपछिका यी कहालीलाग्दा दिनहरुका हरेक क्षण मैले आफ्नो जिन्दगीलाई फेरि एकपटक जिएकी छु। तिमीसंगका क्षणहरुको याद गरेर तिमी नहुँदाको यो डरलाग्दो एकान्तलाई झेलेकी छु। तिम्रो उपस्थिति मेरो हरेक श्वाशमा र रगतको थोपा-थोपामा एउटा स्वाभाविकता र अनिवार्यता बनिसकेछ! तिमी हुँदा पनि मलाई लाग्थ्यो तिमी मेरो मुटुको साह्रै-साह्रै नजिक छौ भनेर तर आज तिमी नहुँदा बोध भएको छ वास्तवमा तिमी र मेरो मुटुको बीचमा कुनै दूरीनै रहेनछ, मेरो मुटुनै तिमी रहेछौ।

तिमीलाई भेट्नु अगाडिको मेरो अभावग्रस्त बाल्यकाल र दु:खै-दु:ख र अपमानले भरिएको मेरो कैशोर्यसंग पनि मेरो केहि गुनासो छैन अब। तिमीलाई पाउनको लागि मैले गर्नुपर्ने तपस्याहरु थिए ती शायद। तिमीसंग फेरि यस्तै एक जुनी पाऊँछु भने म सात जुनिसम्म पनि ती दु:खहरु झेल्न तयार छु।

अभावग्रस्तै भएपनि सानी हुँदा मसंग आमाको माया थियो। म नौ वर्षकी नहुँदै आमा बितेपछि बाले अर्की आमा ल्याए। ती साँच्चैकी सौतेनी आमा थिईन्। हुनत सौतेनी आमाको जातै खराब मानेको छ संसारले तर गाऊँ-ठाऊँमा कति मायालु सौतेनी आमाहरु पनि देखिन्थे जसले सौताका सन्तानलाई आफ्नालाई भन्दा पनि माया गर्थे। तर मेरी सौतेनी आमाले मसंग एक वचन पनि राम्रोसंग बोलेको याद छैन मलाई। ती मलाई टोकस्न र उमेरले सक्नेभन्दा बढी काम गर्न लगाउन बाहेक केहि जान्दिनथिन्। मेरा बा पनि कथामा हुने बाजस्तै सौतेनी आमाको वशमा परेका थिए। सौतेनी आमाले मलाई विना कारण गाली गर्दा,कुट्दा-लुछ्दा पनि तिनले कहिल्यै रोकेनन्, ‘किन?’ भनेर सोध्दा समेत सोधेनन्। तिनी मसंग कहिल्यै राम्रो बोल्दा पनि बोलेनन्।

विकट ठाऊँ भएपनि हाम्रो गाऊँ नजिकै त्यतिखेरै एउटा स्कूल खुलिसकेको थियो। त्यहाँ पढ्न जाँदा खाजा खान पाईन्थ्यो। गाऊँका धेरैले छोराछोरीलाई भर्ना गरेका थिए। आमा हुञ्जेल म पनि जान्थें। सौतेनी आमा घरमा भित्रेको महिनादिनमै मलाई स्कूलबाट निकालिएको थियो, घरको काम सघाउन भनेर। घरको काम सघाउने मात्रै होईन, मैले आफूलाई पाल्न मेलापात समेत गर्नुपर्ने भयो। दश-एघार वर्षकी पनि नहुँदाबाटै म मेलापात हिँडेकी हुँ भनेर पछि मैले तिमीलाई सुनाऊँदा तिमी कस्तरी रोएका थियौ!

ठूली हुँदै जाँदा ममा पनि आँट आउन थाल्यो र सौतेनी आमाको टोकसोको जवाफ फर्काऊन थालें। शुरु-शुरुमा तिनले हात पनि हाल्थिन् मलाई तर तिनको डाँको भन्दा मेरो डाँको ठूलो हुन थालेपछि हच्किन थालिन्। बालाई कुरा लगाऊँथिन् ती त्यसपछि। सौतेनी आमासंग के भन्थे कुन्नि बाले तर मलाई भने आँखा तरेर हेर्थेमात्रै, केहि भन्दैनथे।

मेलापात नभएको बेलामा पनि मलाई घरमा बस्नै मन लाग्दैनथ्यो। म धेरैजस्तो आफ्ना साथीहरुसंग हुन्थें। ‘टुहुरी विचरी!’ भनेर तिनका आमाहरुले मलाई माया गर्थे। धेरैजसो म सुत्न मात्रै घर जान्थें। कति रात त साथीहरुकै घरमा पनि सुत्थें।

पन्ध्र-सोह्रको उमेर बाट मसंग अलि बढी मिल्ने साथी थिई एउटी, माया भन्ने। गरीबनै भएपनि ऊ नाम अनुसारनै माया पाएर हुर्केकी थिई। तर त्यो असाध्यै पात्तेकी र छाडा थिई। केटाहरुसंग छिल्लेर कुरा गर्न लाजै मान्दिनथी। मेलापात, जात्रा आदिमा उसका वरिपरि केटाहरु झुम्मिन्थे। गाऊँमा जन्त आएका केटाहरुलाई समेत जिस्काउन जान्थी त्यो। म असाध्यै लजालु थिएँ यस्ता कुरामा, तैपनि ऊ मेरो नजिककी साथी थिई। कसरी, कहिले बाट ऊ मेरी मिल्ने साथी बनी, मलाई थाहै भएन। म मेरो मनको कुरो उसैसंग मात्रै खोल्थें। मलाई जे पर्दा पनि ज्यान दिएर सघाऊँथी ऊ। मान्छेहरु छक्क पर्थे हामी दुई मिलेको देखेर, हाम्रो विपरीत स्वभावलाई लिएर उनीहरु “पानी र तेल मिलेको!”भन्थे।

एकचोटि ऊ र म उस्को मामाघर गएका थियौं। भोलिपल्टको ठूलो एकादशीको मेला हेर्न जाने भनेर हामी त्यहाँ पुगेका थियौं। उस्को मामाघरबाट एक घण्टाको बाटोमा मेला लाग्थ्यो। अरुलाई नभनेपनि, ऊ खासमा त्यहाँ एउटा केटो भेट्न भनेर आएकी थिई र मलाई साथी ल्याएकी थिई। दुई महिना पहिला गाऊँको एउटा बिहेमा जन्त आएको केटो थियो त्यो।

मेलामा त्यो केटोसंगै तिमीपनि आएका थियौ। त्यो केटो मायाजस्तै बढी बोल्ने रहेछ, तिमीभने एकदम गम्भिर अनुहार बनाएर त्यो केटोभन्दा अलिक पछाडिनै उभिएका थियौ। एकछिनपछि हामी दुबैलाई त्यहीँ छोडेर माया र त्यो केटो अलि पर गएर कुरा गर्न थाले। हामी दुईमात्रै हुँदा मलाई पनि अलि-अलि अप्ठेरो लागेको थियो तर तिमीलाई त असाध्यैनै भएको थाहा पाएकी थिएँ मैले। तिमी मभन्दा पनि लजालु रहेछौ! म तिमीलाई हेरिरहेथें, तिमीभने भुईँतिर हेरेर बसिरहेका थियौ, तिम्रो अनुहार-कान रातो हुँदै आएको थियो। एकछिन त्यत्तिकै उभ्भिएपछि म आफैं तिमीसंग बोल्न र कुराकानी शुरु गर्न आँटेकी थिएँ, माया र त्यो केटो फर्किए।

“तिम्रो साथी त कस्तो बोल्दै-नबोल्नी हो! केटीजस्तो—-!” एकछिन पछि मायाले तिमीतिर हेर्दै भनी।
“मेरा भान्दाई हुन्। सोझा छन्। अहिलेसम्म केटी छो’का छैनन् यिनले—“ त्यो केटो तिमीलाई जिस्काऊँदै बोल्यो र हाँस्न थाल्यो।
“यो चाहिँ बिन्दे, यस्लाई पनि अहिलेसम्म कसैले सुता’ छैन।” माया छिल्लिई। उनीहरु दुईजना हाँस्न थाले। मायाको यस्ता कुराको बानी लागिसकेको थियो मलाई। तिम्रो अनुहार-कान झन-झन् रातो हुँदै थियो।
“घर कहाँ हो नि भान्दाइको? तिम्रो नजिकै हो?” मायाले सोधी।
“होईन, यिनको घर देऊभञ्ज्याङ्ग हो।“
“देऊभञ्ज्याङ्ग भन्या’ कता हो नि?” मैले त्यो केटोसंग सोधें।
“धेरै टाढा छैन। तल रोडबाट गाडीमा एक घण्टा जति लाग्ला। देऊभञ्ज्याङ्ग बजारमा झरेर यामबहादुरको पसल कुन हो भनेर सोधे जल्ले’पनि देखाईदिन्छ।” तिम्रो साथीले जवाफ दियो। तिमीभने अझै चूपचाप थियौ।

“तँ त्योसंग हिँड्नै आँटिस् कि क्या हो–?” छुट्टिएर हामी मायाको मामाघरतिर लागेपछि मैले सोधें।
“अँ—-!” मायाले सजिलै जवाफ दिई।
“अरुलाई नि थाहा छ? तेरो घरमा–?”
“कसैलाई नि थाहा छैन। ‘पोईल जान्छु!’भनेर घरमा भन्दै हिँड्छ कोई?” माया हाँस्न थाली।
“कहिले नि—?”
“अब १५-२० दिनमा। जानु अगाडि तँलाई भनिहाल्छु नि।“

मायाले १५-२० दिन पनि कुरिन, एक हप्तामै हिँडी। म त्यो दिन अलिक टाढा कतै पुगेकी थिएँ। उसले धेरै बेर मलाई खोजेकी थिई रे।

पछि तिमीले भनेपछि थाहा भयो त्यो केटो तिम्रो नातेदार पनि होईन रहेछ। तिम्रो बाको पसलमा सामान ल्याईदिने साहुको गाडीको खलासी रहेछ ऊ। ती दुबैसंग हाम्रो भेट भएन त्यसपछि।

माया हिँडेपछि मलाई गाऊँमा बस्न झन गाह्रो हुनथाल्यो। माया नभएपछि मायाको घरको बाटो बन्द भयो मेरा लागि, उसका बाऊ-आमा त मसंग बोल्नै पनि छोडे। पहिला मसंग राम्रै ब्यबहार गर्ने मान्छेहरुको पनि मप्रतिको दृष्टि नराम्रो हुँदै गएको थियो अब। ‘एउटी गई, अब अर्की पनि जान्छे!’ भनेर गाऊँमा हल्ला हुन थाल्यो। माया नभएपछि बल्ल मलाई आफ्नो जवानी र त्यसमा तीरझैं गाडिन आउने आँखाहरुको अनुभूति हुन थालेको थियो। मसंग छेडखान गर्नेहरु अचम्मसंग बढ्न थालेका थिए। मलाई अब आफू असुरक्षित भएजस्तो लाग्न थाल्यो। माया साथमा हुञ्जेल जवानी ताकेर आउने तीरहरु ऊतिरै सोझिन्थे र म जोगिएकी थिएँ शायद।

कहिल्यै फर्किन नपरे हुन्थ्यो जस्तो लाग्ने घर मेरो बाध्यता बन्यो फेरि। यो बाध्यताबाट उम्किने बाटो खोज्न थालें म। तर कुनै कुनै बाटो देखिएको थिएन। यता गएपनि असुरक्षा र उता गएपनि असुरक्षा थियो मेरा लागि।

मेलामा तिमीलाई देखेदेखिनै मेरो मनमा तिम्रो लागि एउटा ठाऊँ बनिसकेछ। म आफैंलाई पनि पत्यार लागेन कति समयसम्म त! हरदम मेरो स्मृतिमा तिम्रा ती निर्दोष आँखाहरु चम्किरहन्थे ।

मैले तिम्रा ती निर्दोष आँखाहरुलाईनै आफ्नो बाटो र लक्ष्य बनाउने निधो गरें।

र एकदिन म एउटा ट्रक चढेर हिँडे।

देऊभञ्ज्याङ्ग बजार पुगेर म ट्रकबाट झर्दा दिऊँसोको तीन जति भएको थियो। सानो बजार थियो त्यो, दश-बाह्र पसलहरु हुँदा हुन्। ‘यामबहादुरको पसल कुन हो?’ भनेर सोधखोज गर्दा तिमी बजार छोडेर गाऊँमै फर्केको जवाफ पाएँ मैले। त्यहाँबाट बीस-पच्चीस मिनेटको उकालो बाटो रहेछ। एक्लै जाने मेसो नपाएर म एकछिन त्यतै अल्मलिएँ। तिम्रो र मेरो नाता सोध्ने एक-दुईजनालाई ‘म यामबहादुरकी मामाकी छोरी’भनेर ढाँटिदिएँ मैले।

पछि जजमानी गरेर फर्किएका एकजना बूढा बाजेको साथ लागेर म तिम्रो घर पुगें। ती बाजेलाई पनि पहिला मैले म तिम्री मामाकी छोरी भनेर ढाँटेकी थिएँ तर तिनले पत्याएनन्। म तिमीसंगै ‘पोईल’ आएकी हुँ भन्ने तिनले भेऊ पाईसकेका थिए कुराकानीबाट। तिनलाई हामी दुईको राम्रो चिनजान र लामो हिमचिम भएजस्तो लागेको रहेछ। ‘यामे मान्छे हेर्दा सोझो देखिन्छ तर बज्जे कम्ताको चाहिँ होईन रहेछ!’ भनेर हाँस्दै थिए। मैले पनि मौन हाँसेर सहमति जनाईदिएँ, त्यहि नै सुरक्षित लागेर।

“ए यामे, ल हेर्, तेरी दुलही आ’की छे!” तिम्रो आँगनमा पुगेपछि ती बाजे कराए। घरको ढोका खुलै थियो, तर तिमी निक्लिएनौ।
“दैलो खुल्लै छ। एकछिनमा आऊँछ होला। मेरो घर अलिक टाढा छ। साँझको बाटो—“ भनेर बाजे हिँडे।

एकछिन पछि तिमी आयौ।

र तिमी मलाई हेरेको हे-यै भयौ। अनि म पनि तिमीलाई हेरेको हे-यै भएँ। हामी धरै बेर नजानिँदो, मन्द मुस्कान साटिरह्यौँ।

“—अँध्यारो भयो—-“, धेरै बेरपछि तिमी लाज मानी-मानी बिस्तारै बोल्यौ। हामी भित्र पस्यौं, तिमीले टुकी बाल्यौ।

र मेरो जीवनमा उज्यालो छायो।

त्यसपछिको कथा, मेरो जीवन उज्यालिएपछिको कथा, तिमीसंगको मेरो प्रेमकथा, हाम्रो जीवनकथा; खुल्ला पुस्तकझैं देखेको छ यो दुनियाँले।

‘यामेले स्वास्नी ल्यायो रे!’ भन्दै मलाई हेर्न आउनेहरुको भिड र गाऊँमा हुने हामी बारेका सत्य-असत्य अनेक कुराहरु पातलिन थाल्दा बल्ल तिमी राम्ररी बोल्न र खुल्न थालेका थियौ। पाँच वर्ष पहिले तिम्री आमा बितिछन्। अनि एक वर्ष पहिले तिम्रा बा बितेछन्। बा बितेपछि पनि बजारको त्यो सानो चिया पसल चलाएछौ तिमीले केहि समय, तर पछि बजारमा बस्न मन नलागेर पसल बेचेछौ। बजार जँड्याहाहरुको अखाडा भएको तिमीलाई मन नपरेको कुरा गरीरहन्थ्यौ तिमी। पछि हामीले गाऊँमै सानो चिया पसल चलायौं।

म, भएर पनि हुन नसकेको मेरो माइतीतिर कहिल्यै फर्किईँन।

अझै पनि कहिलेकाहीँ लाग्छ; ‘त्यो बेला तिमी नभेटिएको भए!—-’ अथवा ‘त्यो केटाले देऊभञ्ज्याङ्ग यस्सै भन्दिएको भए र तिम्रो घर अन्तै भैदिएको भए—-!’ अथवा “तिमीले मलाई नस्विकारेको भए!—-‘ अथवा ‘—-!’। म एकपछि अर्को सैयौं डरलाग्दा सपना देखेझैं झस्किन्छु, आङ्ग जिरिङ्ग हुन्छ।

चारवटा छोराछोरी हुर्काऊँदा ३० वर्ष बितेको पत्तै भएन। अब त छोराछोरी सबैको घर बसिसक्यो, कोहि संगै छन्, कोहि अलिक पर पुगेका छन्। काखमा नाती-नातीनाहरु पनि खेल्न थालिसके। अरुले हेर्दा जिन्दगीमा सबैथोक छ।

तर तिमी छैनौ।

तिमी मलाई छोडेर यति चाँडै किन गयौ???

तिमीमा कुनै रोग थिएन। पचास-एकाउन्नको उमेरमा पनि तिम्रो फूर्ति देखेर मान्छे छक्क पर्थे। त्यो दिन पनि दिऊँसो तिमी र म तरकारी बारीमा काम गर्दै थियौं। तिमीले मुटु दुख्यो भन्यौ र गएर पिँढीको गुन्द्रीमा सुत्यौ। म पनि पछि-पछि गएँ र तिमीलाई दिन भनेर भित्रबाट एक गिलास पानी लिएर आएँ।

म पानी लिएर आईपुग्दा तिमी छटपटाउन थालिसकेका थियौ। मैले तिम्रो टाउको उठाएर मेरो काखमा राखें। के गरौं, कसलाई बोलाऊँ भनेर म आत्तिदैं थिएँ, तिम्रो मुखबाट फिँज आयो अलिकति। त्यसपछि तिमीले एकपटक मलाई हे-यौ र मलाई छाडेर गयौ!

यसरी हाम्रो प्रेमकथामा म एक्लै भएँ! र म जिन्दगीमा फेरि एक्लै भएँ!

कहिलेकाहीँ दु:ख लाग्छ मैले तिम्रो काखमा मर्ने सौभाग्य पाईँन। फेरि कहिले अलिक सन्तोष पनि लाग्छ, तिम्रो अन्तिम घडीमा तिमीलाई मैले मेरो काख दिन पाएँ।

म काँतर होईन र यो मेरो आत्महत्या पनि होईन, शायद मेरो चाहनाको बलले खिँचिएर मृत्यु मेरो नजिकै आईपुगेको हो। छोरा-बुहारीबाट अपहेलित पनि छैन म। नाती-नातीना खेलाएर अर्को पन्ध्र-बीस वर्ष सजिलै काट्न सकिन्थ्यो होला, तर तिमी गएपछि किन-किन यस्सै बाँच्ने मन मर्दै आएको छ। मलाई तिमीविना एक्लै बस्न मन छैन। मेरो अस्तित्वको ठूलो अंश तिमीसंगै गईसकेको छ र बाँकीलाई पनि म तिमीमै मिलाउन चाहन्छु।

मलाई बिस्तारै निद्राले छोप्दैछ। मलाई थाहा छ, भोलि बिहान म यो संसारमा ब्युँझने छैन।

मान्छेहरु जम्मा हुनेछन् र भन्नेछन्, “बिचरी! उमेरै नभई गई!”, त्यसरीनै जसरी तिमी जाँदा “बिचरो! उमरै नभई गयो!” भनेका थिए। उनीहरु “तीन महिना पहिला लोग्ने बितेको तोडले ओईलाऊँदै गएकी थिई बिचरी!” पनि भन्लान्। हाम्रो प्रेमकथाको चर्चा होला फेरि एक पटक र केहि समयपछि धेरैले हामीलाई बिर्सेलान्। कसैले बिर्सेलान्, कसैले सम्झेलान् तर हाम्रो प्रेमकथा, तिम्रा-मेरा सुस्केराहरु, तिम्रा-मेरा हाँसोहरु अनन्तसम्म यो धर्तीको कुनै कुनामा गुञ्जिरहेनछन्।

म तिमीलाई देखिरहेछु प्रियतम! तिमी आहिलेपनि एक्लै एउटा घरमा मलाई कुरेर बसिरहेछौ। म आउनेछु र हामी फेरि मुखामुख गरेर मन्द-मन्द मुस्काउँनेछौं। अनि हामी घरभित्र पस्नेछौं र तिमीले टुकी बाल्नेछौ।

र मेरो जीवन फेरि उज्यालो हुनेछ।

कथा – सौता

प्रेम, सम्बन्ध वा भावीको लेखान्त केलाई मान्नुपर्ने हो मान्छेले ? के प्रेम र सम्बन्ध एकै तत्व हुन् ? एउटा मान्छेले एकै समयमा दुईजनालाई प्रेम गर्नु सम्भव छ ? कि प्रेम शब्द नै भ्रमको अर्को नाम हो ? बारम्बार प्रश्नले गिजोल्न लागेको थियो । परिस्थिति कल्पनाभन्दा बाहिर हुनुले पाँचसात रेक्टरका भुइँचालाहरू गइरहन्थे मन भित्रभित्रै । यी र यस्तै प्रश्नहरूलाई पछ्याउँदै त्यो सुदूर गाउँसम्म पुगेको थिएँ म ।

‘कमला खै त ?’ आमाको गोडामा घोप्टिँदै यताउता हेर्‍यो प्रमेशले ।

उत्तर आउनु अगावै छिनछिन चुरा बजाउदैं एक लज्जावती युवती हाजिर भई । प्रेम भरिएका प्रफुल्ल आँखाहरू प्रमेशतिर फाल्दै मतिर इसारा गरी उसले, ‘सगुन हैन ?’

‘हजुर !’ मेरा हात पनि जुम्ल्याहा भए ।

यस्तैमा हामी पिँढीको फलैंचामा पुगिसकेका थियौं।

‘लामो यात्राबाट आउनुभएको थाक्नुभएको होला ?’ मृदु मुस्कानकासाथ भित्र पसी ऊ । थाकेको त छँदै थिएँ । मन पनि वशमा थिएन । कस्तो-कस्तो लागिरहेको थियो । त्यो कस्तो-कस्तो के थियो मलाई नै थाहा थिएन । केही बेरमा लटक्क जमेको दही र अरू खानेकुरा लिएर सामुन्नेमा उभिई ऊ । नियास्रोले चाउरिएका अनुहार उज्यालो पार्दै हाम्रै अगाडि बसिरहनुभएको थियो आमा । टुसुक्क बसी ऊ पनि । मलाई झन् अप्ठ्यारो लागेर आयो । बोल्न लाग्दा शब्दहरू घाँटीमा आएर सुर्कने परेजस्तो भयो । लत्रिएको अनुहार देखेरै होला, बरण्डाको बिछ्यौना देखाउँदै आरामको लागि आग्रह गरी उसले ।

सामुन्नेको घना जंगलयुक्त पहाड, परबाट चिहाउँदै लुक्दै गरेजस्तो सेतो हिमाल, धन्सारसहितका टिनले छाएका घरहरू ….. । पवनको मन्दमन्द स्पर्शमा रम्दै बार्दलीको खाटबाट नियालेँ मैले । पश्चिममा पुगेका राता किरणहरू साँझ पर्न लागेको संकेत दिंदै थिए । वातावरण मोहक थियो तथापि मन शान्त हुन सकिरहेको थिएन । कताकता डराएकी थिएँ म ।

समय कटाउन कै लागि डायरीको पानामा रुमल्लिदै थिएँ । ‘सगुन जी ! खाना खान जाऔं’ झ्याउँकिरीको झ्याउँझ्याउँमा आफ्नो मसिनो स्वर मिसाउँदै छेवैमा आइपुगी ऊ । जूनको उज्यालोमा उसको छायाँ बार्दलीबाट आँगनसम्मै तन्किएको थियो । लामो सलक्क परेको कपाल, बुट्टेदार फरिया, टपक्क मिलेको चोली, मिलेको शरीर …. छायाँचित्र मै गाडिएछु ।

‘सञ्चो भएन कि ?’ दोस्रो पटकको झकझकाइमा आँखा ठोक्किए । कानमा झुम्का, हातभरि चुरा, गलामा लामो पोते, लाम्चो नाकमा टलक्क टल्केको फुली, भरी सिउँदो, सहृदयी अनुहार …. फेरि दौडिएँ उसैमा । त्यस्तै सत्ताइस अठ्ठाइसको उमेर हुँदो हो ।

‘धाँजा फाटेका पैताला, जिङ्रिङ्ग कैलो कपाल, टाटैटाटा भएको मैलो लुँगी, सुकेनास लागेको जस्तो जीउ’ कता मैले अस्पष्ट कल्पना गरेकी आइमाई कता यो ? आफ्नो कल्पना गलत सावित भएकोमा रिस उठ्यो मलाई ।

‘प्रमेशले खायो त ?’ कुरा छल्दै बोलेँ ।

‘भान्छामै हुनुहन्छ, सबैजना सँगै खाने भनेर नि ।’ मेरो हात च्याप्प समाउँदै हिडीं ऊ, आज्ञाकारी बालक झैं लुरुलुरु पछि लाग्नु मेरो नियती थियो ।

पिर्का तानेर मलाई दिंदै खाना पस्कन लागी ऊ । प्रमेश चुपचाप कुनामा बसेको थियो । आमा घिउको चम्चा घुमाउँदै हुनुहन्थ्यो । पालैपालो तीन प्राणीलाई हेर्दै थाल समाएँ मैले ।

‘घरमा को-को हुनुहुन्छ नि नानी ?’ प्रश्न आमाको थियो ।

‘बाबाआमा, भाइ, बैनी र म …..पाँच जना ।’

‘भनेपछि बाटो खुलाउने जिम्मा त नानीकै रहेछ नि, हैन?’

‘भन्नाले ?’ अकमक्क परेँ म । मुखसम्म पुगेको गाँस थालमै फर्कायो प्रमेशले ।

‘बिहे गरेर भाइबहिनीलाई पालो दिने बेला भएछ भन्नुभएको के आमाले ।’ प्रस्ट पारिदिई उसैले ।

के बोलुँ के बोलुँ भएर फिस्स हाँसें म ।


‘अँ ! भोलि कुरा गरौला नि है ?’ केही बेरको मौनतापछि अत्तासिंदै बिछ्यौनामा पुगेँ ।

हुन त आमाको प्रश्न असाधारण थिएन तर मसँग भन्ने कुरा पनि थिएन । सहारा खोजे झैं सिरकभित्र गुट्मुटिएँ । अझ भन्दा आफूलाई त्यसभित्र अटाउन खोजें, बाँध्न खोजेँ । तर जति बाँधिदै जान्थेँ, थिचिदैं जान्थेँ मनको बाँध उत्ति फुक्दै जान्थ्यो ।

न गाउँकी, न त शहरकी केटी ‘म’ । गाउँलेको आँखामा शहरिया र शहरियाको आँखामा गाउँले भएरै मेरा किशोरवय र यौवनका प्र्रारम्भ आए, फक्रिए । मैले जानेको यति नै थियो कि, मेरा बाबुआमा संसारकै सबैभन्दा राम्रा बाबुआमा हुन् । म जान्दिनथें, कुन पीडाले वा कुन प्राप्तिले उहाँहरूलाई गाउँबाट शहरसम्म डोहोर्‍यायो ? हुन पनि उहाँहरूले हामीलाई कहिल्यै आफ्ना पीडाका कहानी सुनाएर अत्याउनु भएन । अभाव भोगेरै पनि हामीलाई त्यसको आभास हुन दिनुभएन । मात्र असीम स्नेह र उत्प्रेरणा बर्साइरहनुभयो । लाग्थ्यो, जीवन सुन्दर फूल रहेछ ।

कलेजका दिन सकिएपछि रोजगारीको खोजी यात्रा सुरु गरंे मैले । अखबारका पानादेखि गल्लीका भर्‍याङहरूसम्मको त्यो पट्यारलाग्दो यात्रापछि मलाई लाग्यो, कामको हैन नैतिकता र गुणस्तरको अभावले खिसि्रक्क परेको ठाउँ रहेछ ‘शहर’ । अनि अचेतन मस्तिक र राजनैतिक ऐंजेरुले ग्रस्त बस्तीको नाम ‘गाउँ’ ।

प्रगतिपथमा हिंडिरहेका साथीभाइ, बूढा हुँदै गएका बाबुआमा, हलक्क बढेर आफूभन्दा ठूला देखिएका भाइबैनी र बेइलमी आफू । के गर्ने र कसो गर्नेको दोधार, तीनधार, चौधारमै जीवनका उर्वर दिन, हप्ता, महिना र वर्षहरू चिप्लँदै थिए । आफू र आफ्नालाई पालैपालो हेर्दै गर्दा जीवनको पच्चिस वर्ष उड्न लागेको यथार्थले उठाउँदै प्रवास पुर्‍याए थ्यो मलाई ।

लन्डन, सपनाको नगरी । स्वप्निल तरङ्गमा पुगेँ म । तर सम्भ्रान्त शहरमा पुग्दैमा समस्याहरू छुमन्तर किन हुन्थे र ? त्यो बिरानो मुलुकमा कति दिन, के खाएर, के गरेर अडिने ? अडिए नै पनि आफू उड्दा-नउड्दै बैंकको नाममा उडिसकेको त्यो हाम्रो सानो घर कसरी निखन्ने ? फनफनी रिङ्ग्याउने समस्या छँदै थिए । कामको खोजीमा अन्जान सडकका पेटी र पार्कका कुनाकुना चहार्नु नयाँ ठाउँको नयाँ दैनिकी बन्यो ।

समय घर्किसकेको एक उदास साँझ उस्तै उदास पाइलाहरू घिसारिरहेको बेला हिँडाइको सार मिलाउँदै थपिए थप दुई पैतला । त्यो थियो, तीन वर्षदेखी उतै बस्दै आएको नेपाली युवक ।

‘केही कुराको जरुरत परे मलाई भन्नुहोस् है ?’ घरधन्दाका सारा काम सकेर अतिथि धर्म निभाउन आएकी हुँदी हो ऊ, म र्झलप्पै वर्तमानमा झरँे । तर किनकिन बोल्न मनै लागेन, निदाए झैं गरेर टारिदिएँ । उसका पाइलाहरू बडो उमङ्गका साथ पल्लो कोठातिर लम्के । मलाई भने त्यसैत्यसै झर्को लागेजस्तो मात्र लागिरह्यो ।

अकारण ऊ मलाई मन परिरहेकी थिइन । मन अमिलो भइरहेको थियो । ऊ पसेको कोठा प्रमेशको कोठा । आँखामा निद्रा आउने छाँटकाँट नै भएन बरु चुरीका आवाजमा मिसिएर साउतीका स्वरहरू आइरहे ।

‘पाँच वर्षपछि भेटिएका लोग्नेस्वास्नी कुराको पोको फुकाउँदै हुँदा हुन् ।’ आफ्नै अन्दाज पनि बडो नमिठो लागेर आयो । बेलाबेलामा उछिट्टएिर आइपुग्ने गुनगुन त्यो जोडीकै हो भन्ने पनि पत्याउन मन लागेन । थकित भएर कोल्टे फेर्दै गर्दा अस्ति भर्खरैका दिनहरू सिनेमाका पर्दामा झैं फुत्तफुत्त देखिन लागे ।

त्यो अन्तिम रात लन्डन बसाइको । क्विन म्यारी युनिर्भसिटीभन्दा केही भित्र तर माइल इन रोडकै लाइनमा बस्थे म । केही नजिकका साथीहरूसहित रमाउँदै थियौं हामी । चिसो मौसम, मिठो अनुभूति । पूर्वी तटबाट लहरिंदै आउने हावाको झोक्काले कपाल फिरफिर पारिरहेको थियो । अर्धगोलाकार चन्द्रमा मुसुक्क मुस्कुराइरहेको थियो । हुन त, बारम्बार देखेकी थिएँ मैले जूनलाई, अनि बढ्दै गएर भेटिएको पूर्णतालाई पनि । फेरि पनि त्यो रात खास थियो ।

‘सगुन ! चिया,’ म फेरि खग्रङ्ग भएँ । समय एकै हुँदो हो, दुई बिहानका । आफ्नो आशा र विश्वासको अन्त्य भएको कालो प्रभातको यादले झस्किनै लागेथें, भित्ते घडीको टिङटिङ आवाजले सचेत गरायो । तृप्तिका पाइला उचाल्दै पधेँरा हिंडिसकेकी थिई ऊ ।

‘पख्नुस् न’ म पनि पछि लागें । मिर्मिरे नै भए पनि धारो खाली थिएन ।

‘ओहो ! आज पनि पानी लिन आयौ ?’

‘यत्ति सखारै अँगालो खुकुलो पारिदियो प्रमेशले ?’ दौंतरीहरूको छेडछाडमा परी ऊ ।

‘उहाँको साथी सगुन’ मलाई देखाउँदै उम्किने जुक्ति लगाई उसले । मलाई भने उसको त्यो रातिएको गाला मनै परेन ।

एकातिर मलाई उसको अगाडि उभिन पनि असहज, असुरक्षित महसुस हुन्थ्यो । अर्कोतिर उसको मप्रतिको व्यवहार भने दिनानुदिन आत्मिय हुँदै थियो । खाना खाएपछि बाख्राका बथान अगाडि लगाएर गोठालो हिंड्थी ऊ । दिन ढल्दै लाग्दा फर्केर घरका सबै काम निम्ट्याउँथी । घरैमा धुम्धुम्ती बसिरहँदा जंगली भइने हो कि भन्ने डर । मनै नपरेर पनि धारा-पधेँरा, घाँसदाउरा र गोठालोमा उसको पछि लाग्नु मेरो बाध्यता थियो ।

यस बीचमा उसले सुनाउन भ्याएकी थिई, उनीहरूको मागी विवाह भएको थियो । ऊ आइए पढ्दै थिई । शहरबाट बीए पढेर फर्केको प्रमेश नजिकैको स्कुलमा पढाउँथ्यो । बिहेपछि थप अध्ययनको लागि दुवै शहर जाने कुरा पनि भएको थियो तर आमालाई एक्लै छाड्न मन भएन । अनि सहमति भयो, एकजनाले घरव्यवहार चलाउने, अर्कोले पढ्ने । प्रमेशले उसैलाई पढाउन चाहेको थियो तर उसले पनि जिद्दी छाडिन । अतः गाउँ होइन, देशै छाड्यो प्रमेशले ।

ऊ सुनाउँथी, सुनाइरहन्थी पतिपत्नीबीचका प्रेमिल किस्साहरू । भन्थी, ‘प्रेम भनेको यस्तो तत्व हो जसमा केही नभएर पनि धेरै कुरा भइरहेका हुन्छन् । यसलाई साथ मात्रले पूर्णता दिंदैन । सम्मान/समर्पण चाहिन्छ ।’

‘तपाईं सधैं घरधन्दामा, प्रमेश बाहिर । तपाइर्ंहरूबीच प्रेम ?’ आशंका पोख्थें म, आफ्नै मनको शान्तिका लागि ।

हार्दिकतावश बोल्थी ऊ ‘त्यही त फरक छ प्रेम भएजस्तो हुनु र हुनुमा । कर्तव्य र जिम्मेवारीले त एकअर्काको अझ नजिक ल्याउँछ नि दुई प्रेमी मनलाई । त्यो मेरो हो र जे गरिरहेछ मेरै लागि गरिरहेछ भन्ने भावना नै यथेष्ट हुन्छ एक अर्कामा जोडिइराख्नलाई ।’

उसको कुरा नै डाहालाग्दो हुन्थ्यो । भित्रभित्रै कुँडिएर कुनै अर्को प्रसङ्ग खोज्थें म ।

सालका सुकेका पातहरू सोतरको लागि थुन्चेमा भर्दै एकदिन सुनाएकी थिई उसले, ‘हररात सपनामा एकअर्कासँग भेट्ने वाचा गर्थे रे उनीहरू । कुरा हुन नसके पनि घन्टौं मिलकसको दोहोरी चलाउँथे रे ।’

साह्रै सादा सफा दिल भएकी केटी थिई ऊ । फरासिली र जाँगरिली पनि त्यस्तै । आमाको साह्रै नजिक थिई । पति-पत्नीबीच त्यति बोलचाल भएको नदेखिए तापनि गहिरो प्रेम थियो कि ? गमक्क थिई ऊ । उसका यी असल पक्षहरू मेरा लागि भने दुःखका कारण बनिरहेका थिए । इष्र्यालु बन्दै गइरहेथंे म ।

म पुगेको हप्ता दिनपछि हुनुपर्छ, भिन्न हावा चलेको थियो गाउँमा । त्यसको प्रभाव घरसम्मै आइपुगेछ, सबैका मुख कुच्चिएका थिए । यो हुण्डरी बोकेर आएकी थिई ‘श्यामेको कान्छी पत्नी, जो आमा भन्न सुहाउँदी थिई ।’

प्रमेश दिनभर कहाँ थियो मलाई थाहा भएन, बेलुकी लुरुक्क परेर भान्छामा छिर्‍यो । खाना पस्कँदै गर्दा प्रसङ्ग फेरि बिउँझियो ।

‘मान्छेको फेला नपरेका चण्डालहरू,’ ऊ क्रुद्ध थिई ।

‘प्रेम गर्छु भनेर कहाँ हुन्छ र ?’ सानो स्वरमा आफ्नो कुरा राखें मैले ।

‘प्रेमको अर्थ जानेकी छौ सगुन ?… प्रेमले त मनसँग मन जोड्छ, अर्काको छँदाखाँदाको घरसंसार उजाड्ने पनि कहीं प्रेम हुन्छ ?’ आक्रोश थियो उसको आवाजमा ।

‘आफ्नै सौता आए झैं पो गर्नुभो तपाईंले ….?’ भन्न नहुने कुरा अनायसै फुस्कियो ।

‘के अनाफ-सनाफ बोलेकी ?’ लौ ! आमा पो जाइलाग्नुभयो, ‘प्रेम र कर्तव्यको मर्यादा राख्न नसक्ने मान्छे के मान्छे ?’

‘अरूको दिल दुखाउनेहरू कहिल्यै खुसी हुन सक्दैनन् सगुन’, आँखाहरू दलिनतिर टाँस्दै कुरामा कुरा थपी उसले ।

‘मेरो मतलब त्यो थिएन, मैले त केटीलाई थाहा नभएको पनि हुन सक्छ भन्न खोजेकी,’ डराउँदै-डराउँदै त्यो अन्जान आइमाईको पक्ष लिएँ मैले ।

‘त्यो त थाहा पाइ-पाइ आएकी रे, कुवेतमा सँगै काम गर्थी रे । कम्तीमा पनि आफ्नो उमेरको त ख्याल गर्नुपर्ने नि,’ आमा फेरि राँकिनुभयो ।

‘कुरा जे भए पनि अब एक गल्तीको सजाय जिन्दगीभरि चुकाउनुपर्छ त्यसले, महाअभागी त्यो झन्’ उसका ओठहरू काँपिरहेकै थिए ।

मलाई भने ऊदेखि पो रिस उठिरहेको थियो । त्यो रिस थियो वा अपराधबोध म जान्दिन । प्रमेश ढुङ्गा झैं प्रतिक्रियाविहीन ।

तिक्ततामै भान्छा उठ्यो । मलाई एकदम नरमाइलो लागिरहेको थियो । ती सबै गाली मैमाथि बर्सिएको अनुभूति हुँदै थियो । पराइघरमा खानु परेको वचनले तरल भएकी थिएँ म ।

‘रिसायौ कि ?’ आवाज उसैको थियो । ‘यो पुरुषप्रधान समाज हो सगुन, जसले जे भने पनि बदनाम हुने र यातना भोग्ने त केटीले नै हो’ मेरो जवाफ नै नपर्खी थपी उसले ।

‘मेरी साथीले त्यस्तै एक हर्कत मात्र गरेकी भए,…. ‘ल जे भयो भयो, मिलेर बसौं’ भनेर त्यसलाई माफी दिइन्थ्यो, कदापि दिइन्नथ्यो ।’

म बोल्न नसक्ने भएकी थिएँ ।

भिजेका परेला पुछ्दै गडेर हेरी उसले । ‘तिमी नै भन न, जुन घरमा जुन मान्छेको नामको सिन्दुर पहिरिएर, वर्षौदेखि उसैको घर, बाबुआमा, बालबच्चा स्याहारेर, सम्हालेर बसेकी, सबैले रोजेर, खोजेर ल्याइएकी पत्नीको त यो हाल भयो भने त्यो नयाँ आइमाईको के होला ? त्यसको त न माइती आफ्ना रहलान् न घर ? …….. भगवान्ले त्यसो नगरून् ।’

रोकिइ-रोकिइ बोलिरहेकै थिई ऊ । अनुहारका नशा फुलेजस्ता देखिन्थे ।

‘मसँग नरिसाऊ बिन्ती । म मेरी संगिनीको पीडाले फतक्क गलेको छु’ एक निःश्वास फ्याँक्दै बिस्तारै उठी ऊ ।

त्यो हिडाइमा अर्कै के थियो, ऊ गएको हेरिरहन मन लाग्यो मलाई । साँच्चै उसका शब्द-शब्द मार्मिक सत्य बोकेर ओर्लिएका थिए । विदेशी भूमिमा एकसाथ रहँदाबस्दा एकअर्काप्रति जन्मिएको लगावलाई प्रेम मानेर, कत्रो गल्ती गर्न लागेकी रहेछु मैले ? नेपाल र्फकने दिन, इन्गेजमेन्टको भोलिपल्टको बिहान नेपथ्यको पर्दाबाट छुसुक्क चिहाएको हुनेवाला जीवनसाथीको विवाहित छबि अनि आफूले आवेगमा रोज्न लागेको कालो बाटो रातभरि कोपर्न आइरहे । त्यो भन्दा बढी मैले कहिल्यै मन पराउन नसकेकी एक गाउँले युवतीमा निहित आत्मसम्मानको चेतले लज्जित भइरहें म ।

मैले गरें भनेको प्रेम ‘फगत आकर्षण’ प्रमाणित गरिदिइसकेको थियो, सुरुको रातदेखि नै छेउको कोठाबाट छुस्सछुस्स छुन आइपुग्ने विनोदी गफले । प्रमेशको हराएको बोलीले । र उसको सबन्धप्रतिको सम्मान र निष्ठताले ।

अर्को बिहान, ऊ पधेँराबाट र्फकनुअघि नै आफ्नो औंलाको औंठी फुकालेर प्रमेशको हातमा राखिदिंदै आँगनबाट ओरालो झरें म । केही पर पुगेर हेर्दा आमासँगै बिदाइको हात हल्लाइरहेकी थिई ऊ । गलाको तिलहरी र सिउँदोको सिन्दुर कति राम्रो सुहाएको उसलाई, इष्र्या हैन अगाध श्रद्धा जागेर आयो ।

म एकदम हलुङ्गो भएकी थिएँ, मानौं उडिरहेको थिएँ । सायद ! त्यो उषाको पहिलो लाली मेरै नामको थियो

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म तिम्रो पर्खाइमा थिएँ । तिमी आउँछौ भन्ने मलाई थाहा थियो । कारण तिमी आउनुअघि यहाँ फोन गरेका थियौ । मैले पनि मेरा श्रीमान् आज रातिमा ड्युटी छन् भनेर तिमीलाई जानकारी दिएकी थिएँ । त्यसैले तिमी आयौ, सधैंझैँ निर्धक्क मेरा सँघार कुल्चिन । मैले आफ्नो सिप र सभ्यताले भ्याएसम्म तिमीलाई सत्कारेँ । समय त्यस्तै जुर्‍यो । उनको रात्रिड्युटी धेरै दिनपछि पर्‍यो । हामी उपयुक्त समयको खोजीमा थियौँ, त्यो चुकाएनौँ । त्यसैले यसपटक तिमी निक्कै लामो समयपछि मकहाँ आएका थियौँ । तिमी साह्रै भोकाएर आएका थियौ । तिम्रा आँखाहरु भोका सिंहका झैं बलेका थिए । ती आँखाले मलाई सङ्घारबाटै भेजाको मासुझैँ बोकिएर आएँ । मैले तिमीलाई बैठक कोठामा बसाएँ । तिमीले मलाई आफ्नो काखमा आसन दियौ र सडक बालकले दोकान्नीले प्लेटमा पस्किएको मःमलाई झैँ हेर्‍यौ ।

छोरो निदाएको छैन…… मैले असक्त र कामातुर तिम्रा आँखाको भाषा बुझेँ । छोरो मस्त निदाउन्जेल तिमीलाई अल्मल्याउन आतिथ्य सत्कारको बहानामा तिम्रो काखबाट मैले आफूलाई उठाएँ र भान्साकोठासम्म ल्याएँ । तिमीले मदेखि आफूलाई विच्छेद गर्न रुचाएनौ र तिम्रो काया मेरो नितम्बसँगै जोडिएर भान्सा कोठासम्म आयो र मैले अम्लेट पकाएको हेरिरह्यो । मेरा केशराशि तिम्रा कामातुर हातहरुसँग खेलिरहे ।

मैले अम्लेट प्लेटमा राखेँ । तिमीलाई पुनः बैठककोठामा ल्याएँ र बोतलको बिर्को खोलेँ । तिमीले मेरो…. को हुक खोल्यौ । मलाई थाहा थियो तिम्रा बद्मास र बेलगाम हातहरु के के गर्छन् ? र कहाँ कहाँ पुग्छन् । आखिर यो शरीरलाई तिमीले पनि भोग्दै आएका थियौ । तिम्रा सामु उदाङ्गनिुमा मलाई सङ्कोच र असजिलो लाग्नुपर्ने ठाउँ नै थिएन । हामी एकआपसमा पार्टपुर्जाका आकारप्रकार र प्राविधिक ज्ञानहरुमा पोख्त थियौँ । यी त सबै हाम्रै प्रयोजनका लागि हुन् । जो हामीद्वारा अनुकूल प्रयोग भएर पुनः प्रयोगका निम्ति यथास्थानमा राखिएका सरदामहरु हुन् । तिमी र ममा कुन सङ्कोचको पर्खाल भत्किन बाँकी थियो र ! तिमी जे चाहन्थ्यौ तिम्रो आतिथ्य सत्कारको निम्ति यो शरीर पूर्ण तयार थियो ।

छोरो मस्त निदायो ।

अब तिम्रो धैर्यको पहाड हल्लिन थाल्यो । तिमीले मलाई बैठककोठामा छोडायौ । तिमीलाई मैले खोस्ल्याएँ । भदौरे मकैले राम्रै घोगा हालेको रहेछ । नसोचे पनि कुनै कुनै विषयमा अङ्गहरुले स्वचालित यन्त्रझैं काम गर्दा रहेछन् । हठात् मेरा हातहरु पनि तिम्रा पिंडालुघारीमा पुगेछन् । हामी अग्निकुण्डमा होमिन आतुर थियौँ, आगो निभाउन वा आफैँ निभ्न, त्यसको हेक्का रहेन । कामातुर हामी कतिखेर बेडरुममा पुगेछौँ- पत्तो भएन । आगो निभाउनको अन्तिम झप्को बाँकी रहँदा पुनः ढोका ढक्ढकियो । ला ! उनी आएछन् । हामीले ढोका खोल्न बेर लगायौँ । ढोका खोल्दा उनी ड्युटीमा आफ्ना महत्वपूर्ण कागजात लैजान भुलेर लिन आएका रहेछन् ।

“किन रेडियो ठूलो बजाएको ?” उनी भित्र पस्दै बोल्दा पो होस ठेगाना फर्कियो । हामीले कतिखेर रेडियोको भोल्युम पनि बढाएका रहेछौँ । म कति डराएकी थिएँ र अस्तव्यस्त थिएँ । तर भाग्यले गर्दा उनले त्यतातिर ध्यान दिएनन् र म बचेँ । बैठककोठामा तिम्रो के हाल होला ? मलाई तिम्रो सुर्ताले खायो । तर तिमी पनि कति चाँडै सम्हालिएछौ । बैठककोठामा तिमीलाई देख्दा एकचोटि उनी स्तम्भित भए । अकस्मात् मेरो मस्तिष्कमा समस्या सुझ्यो र तुरुन्त “मेरो मीतभाइ” भनेर उनीसँग तिम्रो परिचय गराएँ । तिमीले पनि आफूलाई बचाउने विकल्पको त्यान्द्रा मौकैमा समात्यौ र हठात् उठ्यौ अनि भिनाज्यूलाई नमस्कार गर्‍यौ । बल्ल स्थिति स्वस्थ भयो । उनले तिमीसित भलाकुसारी गरे । दुवै औपचारिक संवादहरुमा केही क्षण रमाउने चेष्टा गर्‍यौ । तिमीलाई असजिलो त छँदै थियो, त्यसैले तिमीले आफूलाई कुसनबाट उठायौ र बिदा हुन चाह्यौ । उनी तिमीलाई बिदा गर्न ढोकासम्म आए । तिमी कुनै अपराधी भएर पनि कुनै अपि्रय घटनाबिना यहाँबाट सकुशल फर्कियौ ।

“यो ओछ्यानको किन यस्तो विजोग ?….. च्यादर कसले बिगार्‍यो ?” -उनी कराए । तिमीलाई बिदा गरेर आफ्ना कागजात खोज्न उनी कोठामा पसेछन् । बाफ्रे हामी झन्डै पक्राउ पर्‍यौँ । तिमी कति धेरै आँत भरिएर आएका रहेछौ । म पनि भरी घडाझैँ छचल्किएछु ।

“कुन्नि है ! छोरो खेल्दै थियो, उसैले विगार गर्‍यो होला…. ।” थाहा छ ? तिम्रो कारणले म उनीसँग सजिलै झुठो बोल्नसक्ने भएकी छु । थाहा छैन, उनीमाथि यसरी झुठको पर्दा लगाएर कहिलेसम्म हामी रासलीला जमाउन सक्छौँ ? कहिलेसम्म उनलाई धोका दिन सक्छौं ? धन्य, उनी आइमाईजस्तो शङ्कालु छैनन् । उनले पत्याई दिएर हामी बाँच्यौँ ।

तिमी यसरी आउनुमा तिम्रो मप्रति प्रेम भन्दाबढी स्वार्थ छ । शारीरिक भोक त तिमी मेट्छौ नै, मप्रतिको सहानुभूतिभन्दा बढी बदलाको भावनाले आउँछौ । तिमी अर्कै परिवारको अर्कै जातको मान्छे । कसैप्रति सम्बन्ध स्थापित गर्नुमा व्यापारिक स्वार्थभित्र नाफा र घाटाको हिसाव हुनु तिम्रो जातीय संस्कारभित्र पर्छ । म अर्को परिवार, अर्कै जातकी स्वास्नीमान्छे । जसले जातीय संस्कारमा विवेकको दैलो रक्सीको कठुवाको बिर्को र कुनै पनि महत्वपूर्ण निर्णय तोड्वाको घ्याम्पोबाट हुन्छ । यद्यपि तिमी मेरो जीवनको प्रथम र अन्तिम प्रेमी हौ । कलेज पढ्दाका कुखुरेबैंसमा हामीले कुनै प्रेम दार्शनिकका पागल दर्शन आफ्ना मस्तिष्कमा लादेका थियौँ- संसारमा मान्छेको जात केवल दुइटा मात्रै हुन्छ- स्त्री र पुरुष भनेर । तर रामबहादुरको परिचय प्रेमबहादुर हुँदैन र प्रेमबहादुरको अस्तित्व भीमबहादुर हुँदैन । वस्तुगत कुरो र व्यवहारिक ज्ञानमा अल्प र उमेरले अपरिपक्व हामीले वैसको भावावेगमा प्रेमलाई यसरी व्याख्या गरेका थियौँ । हामीले जन्मजन्मान्तर नछुट्टनिे प्रण गरेका थियौँ । एक अर्काविना बाँच्नु परे आत्महत्या गर्ने कसम खाएका थियौँ । तर अन्त्यमा त्यही भयो, जुन व्यवहारिक ज्ञानमा हामी अपरिपक्व थियौँ । माता-पिता, काका र माइती धुरा पसे र उनीहरुको तोङ्वाको घ्याम्पाको विर्कोबाट खुस्किएको निर्णयमा मेरो जिन्दगीको फैसला भयो । मैले एउटा अन्जान पल्टनेको पछि लागेर अन्जान भविष्यतिर डोरिनुपर्‍यो । म रोएँ, कराएँ, तिमीलाई नपाएरभन्दा बढी आत्महत्या गर्न नसकेर । तर अहिले लाग्छ आत्महत्या गरेकी भए तिमीलाई भेट्न पाउने थिइनँ र तिमीलाई सुखी र खुसी हेर्न चाहने मेरा इच्छा पनि त्यतिखेरै मरेर जाने थिए ।

बिहे भएर म पल्टनेपतिसँग सात गोर्खा रेजिमेन्टमा आएँ । पछाडि तिमी पल्टने भएछौ र दस गोर्खा रेजिमेन्टमा आएछौ । पल्टनहरु बेग्लाबेग्लै भए पनि ठाउँको दूरी बसमा आधा घन्टामात्रै हो । त्यसपछि तिमीले मेरो खोजी गर्‍यौं । पछि हाम्रो भेट भयो र पुनः हामी दोहोरियौँ । तर अहिले तिमी मकहाँ आउछौ, केवल शारीरिक भोक मेटाउन र बदलाको भावना पोख्न । यो देख्दा त्यतिखेर मैले आफ्नो हत्या गरिनँ र ठीक गरेँछु भन्ने लाग्दै छ । त्यतिखेर मैले आफूलाई मारेकी भए म मात्रै मर्ने थिएँ । कारण प्रेममा प्रायः नारीमात्रै पर्छन्- पुरुष मर्दैनन् । तिमीले मेरा बारेमा के सोच्छौ भन्ने मलाई थाहा छ । तिमी सोच्छौ, मैले पल्टने केटो पाएर तिमीलाई धोका दिएकी हुँ । तर त्यसो होइन । ममाथिका पर्खाल कति भयानक थिए ? त्यसको तिमीले अन्दाजै गर्न चाहेनौ, चाहँदैनौ । अब तिम्रो प्रेमदर्शनले प्रेमलाई पाउनु भन्छ । मेरो प्रेमदर्शनले गुमाउनु । तब हामी एक भएर पनि कसरी एकाकार हुन सक्छौं ?

प्रमोद तिमीले मलाई कहिल्यै चिन्न सकेनौँ । कोसिस पनि गरेनौ । तिमीलाई म न त दुःखी हेर्न सक्छु र सुखी नै राख्न सक्छु यसैको फाइदा तिमीले मसँग पटक-पटक उठायौ, उठाइरह्यौ । तिमीले राम्ररी जान्नुपर्छ म तिम्रो पे्रमिका थिएँ- पत्नी होइन । प्रेमिका हुँदैमा पत्नी हुनु र प्रेमी हुँदैमा पति हुनुपर्छ भन्ने छैन । तिमी पनि आफूलाई एउटा पति र पिताका रुपमा हेर्ने गर, तबमात्रै तिमीले मलाई बुझ्नेछौ । तिमी एउटी नारीभित्रको आमा र पत्नीलाई के जान्दछौ, म एउटा पतिको पत्नी हुँ, छोराको आमा हुँ । एउटी आमा आफ्ना सन्तानको भविष्य ध्वस्त पार्न होइन निर्माणमा आफ्नो बुद्धि, विवेक र शिल्प प्रयोग गर्छे । एउटी पत्नी आफ्नो परिवार भत्काउन होइन, सजाउन सिर्जनामा अमूल्य समय लगानी गर्दछे ।

प्रमोद ! तिमीमा एउटा घमण्ड छ । तिमी मेरा पतिभन्दा शारीरिक आकर्षणमा लायक छौ, तर एउटा पूर्ण हुन शारीरिकभन्दा मानसिक आकर्षक धेरै लायक हुनुपर्छ । हो, तिमी सहरीया सभ्यतामा हुर्किएर आफूलाई फैसनहरुमा लायक पार्न सक्छौ । मेरो पति पहाडे हुन् तर शारीरिक भन्दा धेरै मानसिक आकर्षणमा तिमीभन्दा लायक छन् । हो, कहिलेकाहीँ उनी भान्सामा चुठ्छन् र मलाई आधा पेट जुठै छाडेर उठ्छन् । तर उनले प्रदान गरेको जीवनजललाई आत्मा सिञ्चित गराएर मैले सन्तोष प्राप्त गर्ने बानी बसालेकी छु । अँ, तिमी मलाई भान्सामा अन्तिम गाँससम्म साथ दिन्छौ र सँगै चुठेर उठ्छौं । तिमीप्रतिको मेरो आकर्षण त्यति नै त हो । तर यति नै पर्याप्त होइन दाम्पत्यजीवनको लागि । एउटा पूर्ण पुरुष हुनु र लायक पति हुनुमा धेरै गुणहरुले अलङ्कृत हुनुपर्दछ । जो मेरा पतिमा जति विद्यमान छ, त्यति तिमीमा नहुन सक्छ ।

उनी मेरा पति हुन् । उनी मेरा छोराका पिता हुन् । पिता संरक्षक हुन् । आदरणीय श्रीपेच हुन् । पति मेरा आधार हुन् । मेरा जग हुन्, धरातल हुन् । प्रेमी त केवल हावाका भर मात्र हुन् ।

उनी तिमीजस्तो मलाई भोगेर मात्रै हिँड्दैनन् । मेरो संरक्षण गर्छन् । माया गर्छन् । ख्याल गर्छन् । सुखदुख्खमा भर दिन्छन् । तिमीजस्तो मलाई तोड्न र भत्काउन चाहँदैनन् सजाउन र जोगाउन चाहन्छन् । उनी मलाई प्रेम गर्छन्- हृदयबाट चाहन्छन् । ममाथि भरोसा गर्छन् । विश्वास गर्छन् ।

त्यसैले होला आज उनको प्रेम र भरोसाले म डग्मगाएकी छु । उनको म प्रतिको विश्वासले म चराचर हल्लिएकी छु । आफ्नै पश्चातापहरुले म भत्भती जलेकी छु । आत्मग्लानिले पानी-पानी भएकी छु । म पापिनी । म अपराधिनी, म अपवित्र ।

सुन्यौ, आज बिहान ड्युटी सिध्याएर आएपछि उनी तिम्रो कुरा मसँग गर्दै थिए, “युङ्नामू ! तिम्रा मीतभाइ ज्यादै भद्र र असल मान्छे रहेछन् । अब कहिले यता आउँछन् रे ?”

तर तिमी उनको आँखापछाडि कति अभद्र, दुराचारी र व्यभिचारी छौ ? स्वार्थी र स्त्रीलम्पट छौ ? प्रमोद ! के मेरा पतिका आँखाअगाडि जस्तै तिमी भद्र र असल मान्छे हुन सकौला, म विश्वास गरुँ !

कविता – घुम्ने मेच माथी अन्धो मान्छे

सुकेको बाँसझैँ
आफ्नो खोक्रोपनमाथि
रोगी मलेवाझैँ
आफ्नो छाती आफ्नै चुच्चोले ठुँगेर,
घाउहरु कोट्ट्याएर,
सल्लाघारीझैँ एकलासमा
अव्यक्त वेदनाले सुँक्क सुँक्क रोएर,
पाते च्याउझैँ
धरती र आकाशको विशालतादेखि टाढा
एउटा सानो ठाउँमा आफ्नो खुट्टा गाडेर,
एउटा सानो छाताले आफूलाइ ढाकेर,
साँझमा जब नेपाल खुम्चिएर काठमान्डौ
काठमान्डौ डल्लिएर नया सडक

नयाँ सडक असङ्ख्य मानिसका पाउमुनि कुल्चिएर, टुक्रिएर,
अखबार चिया र पान को पसल बन्छ,
किसिम किसिमका पोशाकमा
ओहोर दोहोर गर्छन्? थरिथरिका हल्लाहरु,
फुल पारेको कुखुराझैँ कराउदै
हिँड्छन अखबारहरु

ठाउँ ठाउँमा अन्धकार पेटिमा उक्लिन्छ
मोटरहरुको प्रकाशदेखि तर्सेर,
अनि असंख्य मौरीको भुनभुन र डदाइदेखि आत्तिएर
म उठ्छु
न्यायको दिनमा प्रेतात्माहरु उठेझैँ

नपाएर बिस्मृतिको ‘लेथे’ नदी,
रक्सीको गिलासमा हामफाल्छु

बिर्सन्छु आफ्नो पूर्वकथालाई
पूर्वजुनी र मृत्युलाई
यसरी नै सधैँ
चियाको किटलिबाट एउटा सूर्य उदाउँछ।

कविता – अल्जेछ क्यारे पछ्यौरी

अल्झेछ क्यारे पछ्यौरी तिम्रो चियाको बोटमा
बल्झेछ क्यारे सुनको काँडा कलिलो खुट्टामा
अल्झेछ क्यारे पछ्यौरी तिम्रो चियाको बोटमा

आउँछे कि चेली भनेर आमा दोबाटो धाइथिन्
तीजमा पनि बिर्सेछ क्यारे गरीब माइती
सल्लाझै आमा सुसाइरहिन, एक्लै कोठामा
अल्झेछ क्यारे पछ्यौरी तिम्रो चियाको बोटमा

छोरीलाई आशीष हाल्न पाइन अन्तिम सासैमा
भन्थे नि बाबाले आँसु झारी टिकाको थालीमा
त्यै आँसु टिका पठाइदिऊँ कि, प्रवासको पातमा
अल्झेछ क्यारे पछ्यौरी तिम्रो चियाको बोटमा

भन्थे नि दाइले भाइटिकामा बहिनी फर्केला
क्षितिजमा जस्तै निधारमा हाम्रो ईन्द्रेणी लर्केला
दिनभरि काग कराइरह्यो, बेलको ठुटामा
अल्झेछ क्यारे पछ्यौरी तिम्रो चियाको बोटमा