I Love Nepal and the Nepalipan we have.

I love feeing of being home in Nepal. I love the way Nepalese do things, like greet each other, smile, talk, and all the rituals we comonly share that makes Unique Nepalese........FORGET THE HATE, THE UNSTABILITY, THE RACIAL TENSION, ALL THE BAD THINGS, I request you all to forget all the negative and please,PLEASE write down what you love about our Nepal and the way of life. Im writing down about how I felt when I was in 11-12 grade i KTM.......Bunked school almost everyday LOL

           I love the morning tea in the tea shop with a ciggarette and friends. The morning life in Kathmandu......kids rushing to school and guys waiting to see a glimpse of the girl you like in the school bus passing your hangout akhada..mostly a convienent store or a coffeeshop, Going to the bhaiyas hair saloon and making sure you look good and the loud music playing by the bhaiyas and them looking at the mirrors most of the time LOL.The bhaiyas in the saloon always are checking them selves out LOL. Then during lunch.......go to a local restaurant and order appetizer sukuti sadeko with some ciura or aalo chana, or chat and then head home for main LUNCH lol. Tell friends that youll be back soon. Do stuff and watch TV then around three wear your best looking outfit to go outside to the akhada to meetup with friends who are also dressed to look the best because its the time when Girls come out of school and all the school buses that passes the main road...the beautis were in the back of the bus bunched up together..they knew that we were watching LOL ....and were always smiling at us and few who had attitide looked away lol..we teased them a lot, we were a group of atleast 15-20 +++ of us good looking well dresses guys........almost all of us had long hair , leather jackets or overcoats  jeans, Dingo boots, lockets, GNR or metallica t shirts with skulls, scarfs and round Goggles  and red or black scarfs.and bracelets with chain and lots of rings LOL (REMEMBER THOSE DAYS). The girls if you had a girlfriend in the bus threw a letter or a number to call and soon after that rush of looking good and flirting......we used to do a walk aroud the neighborhood and say hi to friends and look tease freinds who had a crush on a girl who house we were walking by and yell out  our friends name while he is like going crazy....OI SALA MAC***** HARU CHUP LAAG BHANE ......no one listens..and soon it could be any ones turn because our neighborhood had girls that most of us had crushes on and eveyone knew so when we walked pass each house .....your name was called out loud and you acted the same way and everyone just laughed ......then we used to head to the play ground and watch other friends play cricket or soccer. Then we stay there untill late and then again head to the main sreets. Thats the time when you are real hungry and the choices are plently. MOMO, SUKUTI, SEKUWA..with some Local Tuat, tongba, chyang , shree or just vodka........talking about Girls, Fights, bands, Music, all hear say things like OI MU*I HIJO ASAN MA JUGGE LAI PATAN KO KETA HARU LE KHUKURI HANYO RE NI.....BHOLI JANU PARCHA PATAN HANNA LAI .........or reason to get drunk.....MALAI REEMA LE DHOKA DIYO YAAR......or TAILE METALLICA KO NAYA ALBUM SUNIS.....DAAMI CHHA YAAR. and many more just random talk and many jokes...and there was always some one in our friends circle that was the target of the joke. and then home for dinner, ANd for the last time run out to the store and get one more churot and supadi and so does many friends........so we ended up hanging out late untill we see the VAN with red light....LOL OI DHIDE AAYO BHAAG.........and almost the same life repeated the nextday and the other. I  was 16 yrs and enjoyed to 181/2 .....  Now Im in the USA and recently when I went back to Nepal 2006. ...THAT LIFE WAS LONG GONE......all friend were either settled or abroad. New faces were standing in the place of our akhada and I later found out those were the small kids running to school with their heavy bags and tumlets( water) and asking you DAI CANDY DINUS NA......now OH DAI CHUROT CHHA????? LOL.........even we were not there the torch had been passed to these kids who now look like HIPHOP ARTISTS wearing their pants down exposing their boxors LOL.  I met some of my friends who were settled and had kids now.....it felt ackward but I felt very leftout and wanted to go back in time but couldnt. It was sad when I learnt some of my friends had died some became addicts and were hardly seen around. But some of them have become real successfull business men, career men, many abroad like me. AND some still struggling hanging out with the kids in the akhadas like they never changed no jobs no money .......FOR MELOL life changed ........JUST 10 yrs man and now just memories.