Who is your best f……r….????
I used to say “XYZ” instantly before completion of the question. Those were days, I had my small world with my best friend along with ample of other friends. I was very happy with limited physical resources. I was happy, though I didn’t have computer to play video game. I was happy, though I didn’t have good clothing and other toys. But I had my friends, they were my toys, they were my video games, and they were my modern playing stuff. Just roaming around here and there, playing with nature like climbing trees, run uphill, down hill, spend time with animals(domestic), feeding them etc. was part of our life, along with our school life. I used to think that is my universe and would have to spend whole life out there. But it didn’t come true and I had to leave Dhulikhel for Kathmandu due to some unavoidable circumstances. I don’t want to disclose those incidents here. However I promise to write down those events somewhere else where it would be more appropriate than here. I was so disappointed to leave my small heaven, which nurtured me till my 13th birthday. I was very sad to leave my friends. But I had no choices and had to leave with full of tears on my eyes. I still remember those days when all my friends were shaking hands to say good bye to me with running eyes and soundless word “B…Y..; B.....Y……..”.
My new journey of life had begun right after I left Dhulikhel with my aunt. When I reached the jurisdiction of Kathmandu, I found a totally different environment. I was so fascinated seeing the statues of Rana ministers on a horse around Singh durbar and its vicinity. My head was moving back and forth to see all new things as much as I could. I was so happy to see different kind of things, which I had never seen in my life. At 4 P.M. we safely landed our destination in Kathmandu. I wish I could have explained more about Kathmandu and its beauty.
I went to Kathmandu after completion of my seventh grade in Sanjiwani High School, Dhulikhel and my parents decided to continue my further study in Kathmandu. After two months of nice stay in Kathmandu, I got admission in Amar Adarsha Ma VI, Old Baneshwor, and that used to be one of the good schools in Nepal. The measurement of good school in Nepal is calculated on the basis of the distinction they have secured in SLC board. I don’t know whether that is good way to select school or not, but trend was like that and I wasn’t an exception for that. I got admission in that school, but unfortunately I had to repeat my seventh grade again. I was disappointed, as I lost a productive year. But later on I got to know, that is school policy for all new comer unless they start their education from nursery in that school. They teach grade 8 syllabus (as per Nepal Government standard) in seventh grade unlike other school. Their nice policy was to finish the entire SLC standard course in ninth grade itself and they would have plenty of time to repeat and prepare for SLC Board exam. Isn’t that smart way to secure more distinction seats in SLC exam???????
The First is always tough and challenging in life. First day in the school became very pathetic for me. I was nervous. New faces, new environment, new classmate, and new teacher were the first thing I had to face at that day. Once I entered the class I looked around the whole class and went back to take my seat. There were almost 40 students in the class and they seemed busy sharing their vacation story with each other. But I didn’t have anyone to talk. I was sitting alone in the last bench and quite. I was observing the environment of the class. I was suffocated and feeling uncomfortable till our first class started and our class teacher entered into the class. Now I felt comfort, since all kept quiet and paying attention to the teacher. The teacher started with introduction session after completion of the roll call. I got to know there were 9-10 new students in the class. It took few days to establish friendship. Old students were happy within themselves and didn’t bother to make the new friends and the new students (those who need company) were still feeling uncomfortable in the new environment and a bit hesitatant to be open. Though we talked with each other,we still were not friend. We only talked in the class. During the class session we had extra activities and that required team work. Gradually these activities helped us to interact and brought us close to each other. Ultimately this proved to be bridge of friendship.We participated in a lot of sports, quizzes, debates which helped flourish the bond of friendship. Now I started feeling comfortable in the class and so did all the new students. All became friend and talked with each other. Now we were just like a family. We enjoyed the class a lot. All new students might have gone through similar experience at some point of their life.
It is difficult to make a friend, but once you have friend they will be of different category. You don’t have to differentiate them; your intuition would give rank to them. That is human quality. I don’t know how it happens, but I do know different category of my friend and friendship. Might be my personality traits make different level in friendship. My innermost feeling tells me to whom to rely, whom to believe, and whom to trust, however that may not hold good in real world. But fortunately my instinct hasn’t let me down except for few instances. The negative parts of belief always keep me alert in real world. I would like to mention one famous quote by Claude Louis Hector de Villars right here; “God save me from my friends - I can protect myself from my enemies.”
Essence of good friendship is nothing but interest in similar subject matter. I mean if you both have same interest then it would be easy to flourish friendship. The relationship ultimately weathered by trust, love and compassion. But it doesn’t mean that opposite interest people can never be a good friend. Friendship is a voluntary relationship that doesn’t have compulsion, which makes it a long lasting one. We meet a number of people every day and some of them become cherished friends for a lifetime. You can be a friend with anyone; however you should be careful enough in selecting your friends. Finding good friends is difficult, but honoring the bond that you share with them is even tough, which determines the life of your relationship. There are times that you might not be able to share your thoughts and emotions with your parents, siblings or spouses, but can definitely share them with your friends.
Familiarity brings comfort in your life. I would like to use family as synonyms of comfort. When you are surrounded by family and familiar people, you will feel secure, comfort, joy and confidence. I spend four wonderful years in that cozy environment. I had good and bad experience during those periods. Fighting and compromise with classmates was part of life. But when we had to act against teachers, we would be united in all instances. We had done lot of nonsense activities against teachers and that used to give us rejoice. I don’t know why we were always against teacher. I would like to write one of the topmost notorious acts, we did against our teacher. At that time we were allowed to do fireworks on or few days prior to the Tihar. But not allowed to blast in school. One of my friends brought some pataka (chocolate bomb) and incenses stick. We burned the incense stick and rolled firing part of that chocolate bomb over middle of the incense stick, so that would work as time bomb, and set behind the blackboard(blackboard was hung on the window and we can fix those explosive behind the blackboard from the window). Teacher entered into the class and started his lecture as usual and he wasn’t aware of our stupidity. All of us kept quite in the class and our attention was on bomb instead of class lecture. We were waiting to get explode. The class was almost over, but didn’t blast. We thought something went wrong and it didn’t work. Only 5 minutes left to wind up the class, all of the sudden huge sound dhadammmm…went off inside the class. We all scared, since that was very loud than we expected. Our teacher ran away from the class as if there was terrorist attack in the class. Students who were not aware of this plan ran after the teacher to save their life, hehehe….After this incident all the faculties and principal came to our class to inquire about the incident. And our teacher was saying “jyan ko khatara bhailincha ta kasari padhailene” in front of the principal. That means how can we teach them, if there is life threaten. Principal came inside the class and asked “who did this”? But all of us kept quiet and nobody took the responsibility of that incident. Then he punished whole class and threatened, "If anyone does this kind of activities again and come to my knowledge, I will rusticate them form the school." Our school got off after that incident. It was so terrible at that time, the situation was very scary. He would have expelled us from the school, had he known that we did that. After that I never took part in that kind of mischief in the school. That taught me the lesson and that was narrow escape from rusticate. However it is good to remember that incident today.
I had only one friend who used to come to my house and vice versa till I went to college. Initially he used to save me from ragging, since he was one of the seniors in the class. Because of him nobody harassed me when I was new in the school, whereas the entire new students had to go through harassment from seniors in the class. Most common was “bag on the trash”, that means they throw your bag out of the window, when you are not in the class. His house was 10 minutes walk from my house in the same locality. Later on he left the school due to his family reason and went back to his home town, from where he completed his SLC. After that I met him couple of times when I was In Kathmandu. Now he is leaving in Hong Kong with his family. I am not in touch with him for a long time, though I had chat (MSN) couple of times with him since I have been in USA. My school life came to end after the successful completion of the SLC. Most of the friends were vanished after SLC exam. It seems I have no friends at all, since I didn’t have any friends from my locale. Once school is over friendship is over. However I had couple of friends together even after SLC exam and we used to hang around, that continued throughout the college life and till I left Nepal for India. First phase of metamorphosis of friendship came to end right after SLC result.
Metamorphosis of Friendship (Phase-2)
To be continued...
I used to say “XYZ” instantly before completion of the question. Those were days, I had my small world with my best friend along with ample of other friends. I was very happy with limited physical resources. I was happy, though I didn’t have computer to play video game. I was happy, though I didn’t have good clothing and other toys. But I had my friends, they were my toys, they were my video games, and they were my modern playing stuff. Just roaming around here and there, playing with nature like climbing trees, run uphill, down hill, spend time with animals(domestic), feeding them etc. was part of our life, along with our school life. I used to think that is my universe and would have to spend whole life out there. But it didn’t come true and I had to leave Dhulikhel for Kathmandu due to some unavoidable circumstances. I don’t want to disclose those incidents here. However I promise to write down those events somewhere else where it would be more appropriate than here. I was so disappointed to leave my small heaven, which nurtured me till my 13th birthday. I was very sad to leave my friends. But I had no choices and had to leave with full of tears on my eyes. I still remember those days when all my friends were shaking hands to say good bye to me with running eyes and soundless word “B…Y..; B.....Y……..”.
My new journey of life had begun right after I left Dhulikhel with my aunt. When I reached the jurisdiction of Kathmandu, I found a totally different environment. I was so fascinated seeing the statues of Rana ministers on a horse around Singh durbar and its vicinity. My head was moving back and forth to see all new things as much as I could. I was so happy to see different kind of things, which I had never seen in my life. At 4 P.M. we safely landed our destination in Kathmandu. I wish I could have explained more about Kathmandu and its beauty.
I went to Kathmandu after completion of my seventh grade in Sanjiwani High School, Dhulikhel and my parents decided to continue my further study in Kathmandu. After two months of nice stay in Kathmandu, I got admission in Amar Adarsha Ma VI, Old Baneshwor, and that used to be one of the good schools in Nepal. The measurement of good school in Nepal is calculated on the basis of the distinction they have secured in SLC board. I don’t know whether that is good way to select school or not, but trend was like that and I wasn’t an exception for that. I got admission in that school, but unfortunately I had to repeat my seventh grade again. I was disappointed, as I lost a productive year. But later on I got to know, that is school policy for all new comer unless they start their education from nursery in that school. They teach grade 8 syllabus (as per Nepal Government standard) in seventh grade unlike other school. Their nice policy was to finish the entire SLC standard course in ninth grade itself and they would have plenty of time to repeat and prepare for SLC Board exam. Isn’t that smart way to secure more distinction seats in SLC exam???????
The First is always tough and challenging in life. First day in the school became very pathetic for me. I was nervous. New faces, new environment, new classmate, and new teacher were the first thing I had to face at that day. Once I entered the class I looked around the whole class and went back to take my seat. There were almost 40 students in the class and they seemed busy sharing their vacation story with each other. But I didn’t have anyone to talk. I was sitting alone in the last bench and quite. I was observing the environment of the class. I was suffocated and feeling uncomfortable till our first class started and our class teacher entered into the class. Now I felt comfort, since all kept quiet and paying attention to the teacher. The teacher started with introduction session after completion of the roll call. I got to know there were 9-10 new students in the class. It took few days to establish friendship. Old students were happy within themselves and didn’t bother to make the new friends and the new students (those who need company) were still feeling uncomfortable in the new environment and a bit hesitatant to be open. Though we talked with each other,we still were not friend. We only talked in the class. During the class session we had extra activities and that required team work. Gradually these activities helped us to interact and brought us close to each other. Ultimately this proved to be bridge of friendship.We participated in a lot of sports, quizzes, debates which helped flourish the bond of friendship. Now I started feeling comfortable in the class and so did all the new students. All became friend and talked with each other. Now we were just like a family. We enjoyed the class a lot. All new students might have gone through similar experience at some point of their life.
It is difficult to make a friend, but once you have friend they will be of different category. You don’t have to differentiate them; your intuition would give rank to them. That is human quality. I don’t know how it happens, but I do know different category of my friend and friendship. Might be my personality traits make different level in friendship. My innermost feeling tells me to whom to rely, whom to believe, and whom to trust, however that may not hold good in real world. But fortunately my instinct hasn’t let me down except for few instances. The negative parts of belief always keep me alert in real world. I would like to mention one famous quote by Claude Louis Hector de Villars right here; “God save me from my friends - I can protect myself from my enemies.”
Essence of good friendship is nothing but interest in similar subject matter. I mean if you both have same interest then it would be easy to flourish friendship. The relationship ultimately weathered by trust, love and compassion. But it doesn’t mean that opposite interest people can never be a good friend. Friendship is a voluntary relationship that doesn’t have compulsion, which makes it a long lasting one. We meet a number of people every day and some of them become cherished friends for a lifetime. You can be a friend with anyone; however you should be careful enough in selecting your friends. Finding good friends is difficult, but honoring the bond that you share with them is even tough, which determines the life of your relationship. There are times that you might not be able to share your thoughts and emotions with your parents, siblings or spouses, but can definitely share them with your friends.
Familiarity brings comfort in your life. I would like to use family as synonyms of comfort. When you are surrounded by family and familiar people, you will feel secure, comfort, joy and confidence. I spend four wonderful years in that cozy environment. I had good and bad experience during those periods. Fighting and compromise with classmates was part of life. But when we had to act against teachers, we would be united in all instances. We had done lot of nonsense activities against teachers and that used to give us rejoice. I don’t know why we were always against teacher. I would like to write one of the topmost notorious acts, we did against our teacher. At that time we were allowed to do fireworks on or few days prior to the Tihar. But not allowed to blast in school. One of my friends brought some pataka (chocolate bomb) and incenses stick. We burned the incense stick and rolled firing part of that chocolate bomb over middle of the incense stick, so that would work as time bomb, and set behind the blackboard(blackboard was hung on the window and we can fix those explosive behind the blackboard from the window). Teacher entered into the class and started his lecture as usual and he wasn’t aware of our stupidity. All of us kept quite in the class and our attention was on bomb instead of class lecture. We were waiting to get explode. The class was almost over, but didn’t blast. We thought something went wrong and it didn’t work. Only 5 minutes left to wind up the class, all of the sudden huge sound dhadammmm…went off inside the class. We all scared, since that was very loud than we expected. Our teacher ran away from the class as if there was terrorist attack in the class. Students who were not aware of this plan ran after the teacher to save their life, hehehe….After this incident all the faculties and principal came to our class to inquire about the incident. And our teacher was saying “jyan ko khatara bhailincha ta kasari padhailene” in front of the principal. That means how can we teach them, if there is life threaten. Principal came inside the class and asked “who did this”? But all of us kept quiet and nobody took the responsibility of that incident. Then he punished whole class and threatened, "If anyone does this kind of activities again and come to my knowledge, I will rusticate them form the school." Our school got off after that incident. It was so terrible at that time, the situation was very scary. He would have expelled us from the school, had he known that we did that. After that I never took part in that kind of mischief in the school. That taught me the lesson and that was narrow escape from rusticate. However it is good to remember that incident today.
I had only one friend who used to come to my house and vice versa till I went to college. Initially he used to save me from ragging, since he was one of the seniors in the class. Because of him nobody harassed me when I was new in the school, whereas the entire new students had to go through harassment from seniors in the class. Most common was “bag on the trash”, that means they throw your bag out of the window, when you are not in the class. His house was 10 minutes walk from my house in the same locality. Later on he left the school due to his family reason and went back to his home town, from where he completed his SLC. After that I met him couple of times when I was In Kathmandu. Now he is leaving in Hong Kong with his family. I am not in touch with him for a long time, though I had chat (MSN) couple of times with him since I have been in USA. My school life came to end after the successful completion of the SLC. Most of the friends were vanished after SLC exam. It seems I have no friends at all, since I didn’t have any friends from my locale. Once school is over friendship is over. However I had couple of friends together even after SLC exam and we used to hang around, that continued throughout the college life and till I left Nepal for India. First phase of metamorphosis of friendship came to end right after SLC result.
Metamorphosis of Friendship (Phase-2)
To be continued...
5 comments:
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Good flow and blend of past memory and philosophy...
Thumbs up Pasa :-)
Nice work man...when is remaining part???
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