Oh right. And the endless Hajir-prachar (?) competitions from different schools. Remember those?
Where there were 3 kids and you could hear all of them whisper, whisper, whisper. And the one sitting in the middle would blurt out the answer. LOL.

And the annoying Children shows put on by these Nepali ladies where they would discourage any form of creativity by telling children that they should be studying instead of sending their stories, dramas, art, into the show.

NTV was fun. But you know, I think it changed the whole fabric of Kathmandu society. I remember my family used to sleep a lot earlier. Than television came. And then our evenings just revolved around NTV. I wonder how much Kathmandu changed because of television.

Getting Doordarshan during those days was a real problem. This was before the Dish Antennae days. So I remember I would send the servant unto the balcony upstairs to spin the 'stick' antennae on the roof, trying to point it towards India. I would yell, "Raame, daya daya...bho bho bho....heterika, signal gai halyo ni. Ghuma ta ghuma!" And the poor servant would be twisting and turning the antennae on top of the roof trying to get a good signal.  Ha ha ha. Goodtimes.