How beautiful is the rain..


‘How beautiful is the rain,
After the dust and heat.’
Longfellow

Yes, the rain was very relieving yesterday after a dry and dusty day. It was the day of July—arid hot day. We were all queuing up in line, which seemed endless, to felicitate our King Gyanendra BB Shah for his birthday. We, police and army officers, were all in tunic with heavy aculeate, frills, medals, and decorations rattling in the chest, the belt tightly tucked up in the waist. The drummers and pipers of Band Company were marching in front and behind us playing their numbers. We were summoned to be at the army pavilion at 1130 AM. But it was at 1530 pm when started our march past towards the palace. Thousands of people were marching ahead and behind us very slowly with their banners and bouquets. The marchpast was intermittently stopped.

It was very hot day. Suddenly it began to rain…platter..platter..platter.. The peaked caps received the first drops. At first it was a big welcome and relief from the hot sun. We thanked God. But the rain began to pour heavily. The cap and the coat seeped in the rain. The uniforms became heavier. The colors of aculeate and ribbons began to run down coloring the white tunic of band players. The heavy rain upon the musical instruments began to create its own music. The music key note pads got saggy and crumbled. It also made the hot black top road feel the presence of rain. The dusts were now turned into small blotches of mud. The long trousers were heavily laden with these muddy particles and were sticking to the skin. The shining black shoes were no more shining but heavy with muddy water. The water seeped deep through our uniforms. We were drenched and soaked into it.

Then the rain stopped when we were at the gate of the palace. Briskly we marched past the King who was humbly responding to our felicitation.

From the pages of my diary….2005

बुटवल देखी गुल्मीको डिब्रुङ दह सम्मको यात्रा


बुटवल बाट गुल्मी, डिबरुङ दह गाउँमा जानका लागी वुटवल खस्यौली, दोभान, वोटे, मरेक, रानीवास, सिस्ने खोला, मस्याङ, चकल्ली खोला, हार्थोक, लहुवा, साँचा, अर्गेली, रिडी, तालखोला, सिन्दुरे, कटौँजे, चोतारा, घिउवेसी, टाटीम, उल्ली खोला, चोरकाटे, रूपाकोट, खसीमारे, अर्जेया, शान्तिपुर, हराचोर, खालीडाँडा, विसुखर्क, ओलीवाङ, धवलदीप, दहको लामो बाटो थियो । हिडन सक्नेलाइ दुइ दिन र भरिया हरूलाइ चार पाँच दिनको बाटो हुन्थ्यो ।

बाटामा साँझ परे पछि भटटी हरूमा वास बस्नु पर्थ्यो । भटटीमा पनि छुटटीमा आएका लाहुरेहरू लाइ प्राथमिकता दिइन्थ्यो । तिन ताका लाहुरेका छुटटै दबदबा हुन्थ्यो । लाहुरेका भरिया हरू लाइ पनि भटटीमा छुटटै भान्साको व्यवस्था हुन्थ्यो । कति लाहुरे हरू भटटीमा लुटिएका खबर सारङगीमा गाइनेहरूले भाका मिलाएर गाउँथे ।

संझनामा एउटा गीतको एउटा टुक्का,

आयो लाहुरे बुट पटटी कसेर ।

गयो लाहुरे खरानी धसेर ।।

अहिले त न भटटी छन्, न भरिया, न गाइने, न सारङगी हरू ।

बुटवल बाट टाँङसिंङ सम्म मोटरको बाटो खुले पछि बटौली बाट टाँङसिंङ सम्म मोटरमा त्यस पछि बतासे, चण्डिभन्ज्याँङ, जोर्ते, अर्गेली हुँदै रिडी पुगिन्थ्यो । धेरै समय पछि मात्र टाँङसिंङ बाट रिडी सम्म मोटरको बाटो खुल्यो । यो बाटोका लागी गुल्मेली हरुले निकै संघर्ष गर्न परेको थियो । टाँङसिंङका ब्यापारी हरुले आफनो व्यापारमा असर पर्ने कारणले टाँङसिंङ रिडी हुँदै तम्घासको बाटो निर्माणमा अवरोध उत्पन्न गरेका थिए । गुल्मेली हरुले टाँङसिंङबाट हार्थाेकको बाटो बनाउन श्रमदान गरेका थिए । मेरी आमाले पनि एक साता सम्म श्रमदान गर्नु भएको थियो । बाटो बने पछि छोरा बुहारी घरमा आउलान् भन्नु हुन्थ्यो रे ।

टाँङसिंङ तम्घासको बाटो खुले पछि हामी हरु बुटवल बाट बलेटक्सार सम्म मोटरमा त्यस पछि टाटीमको बाटो हुँदै उल्ली खोला झर्न पथ्र्यो । एक पटक म टयाक्टरमा चालक संगैको सिटमा बसेर रिडी सम्म पुगेको थिएँ  । र दोस्रो पटक पनि हामी हरु सपविार र साथी हरुका साथ टयाक्टरको टेलरमा बसेर उल्ली खोला बाट टाँङसिंङ सम्मको जोखीमपुर्ण यात्रा गरेको सम्झन्छु । अहिले गुल्मीको डिबुरूङ डह सम्म हिउँदमा जीप पुग्ने भएकाले त्यस भेकका जनतालाई धेरै सजिलो भएको छ ।