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Kathmandu, Nepal
At 24, she claims herself to be just an ordinary someone who is trying to find her place in this world, in search for her true calling. And along the way, as her life happens with people and situations coming and leaving, she pens down some of her thoughts & emotions here...

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Mixed Emotions of a Birthday Girl !

Birthdays have always been a big important thing for me. It excites me every single year. But maybe this year it excited me a bit too much. Cause at the end of the day, i was in tears with a sure feeling that it was one of the worst 28th June ever. :'(

Since a year back, i had promised myself that i would do at least something good on my birthdays every year from now on. My purpose was basically to spread smiles; more importantly to the less fortunate ones. Which is then, i visited an orphanage full of innocent and very well disciplined children on my birthday last year. Along with my mother, my sisters and a friend, we took a white-forest flavored cake, sweets, and essential goodies for them. Seeing their glowing smiley faces, i couldn't be more proud of my decision at the end of that day. :)

This year, with my special day already on the verge of arriving but still no ideas popping into my head, i was worried. But thankfully, a gracious woman named Robyn Bomar came to my rescue. I don't exactly remember how but i happened to visit her blog where i read a very inspiring article. Robyn on her 38th birthday, went out with her family and did 38 Random Act of Kindness for every year of her life thus far. Woah! That beautiful woman won my heart in just a click. And right then, i knew i had found the perfect way to make others happy on my happy day. :)

And so on the morning of 'the' day, with a smiley heart and an energetic soul, i went out on the streets with my best friend. All set to perform 22 Random Act of Kindness. But thanks to the scorching 33 degree summer sun, the never-ending traffic jam of Kathmandu, and also because of the very limited time, we returned home all worn out and 'amusingly yet irritatingly' sunburned with only 7 deeds ticked on the list. With frowned faces, we thought that maybe we should have had planned it out more carefully. I was very very very upset. :(

Then at home, the continuous all day long cooking led to a tired body and the unexpected/unwanted guests dropping by led to a tired mind. Everything was so hectic. It was certainly not surprising when most of my friends remarked on how stressed i looked by the time they arrived. And to top it all, i happened to hurt one of my loved one at the end of the day. I swear it was very UN-intended but i guess my mind was in too much a chaotic state to have realized making that mistake. It left me in terrible regret and guilt. There i was wanting to spread smiles, but instead i made somebody cry. As soon as my friends left, i let it all out. All the tears i was holding back all that time. I'm sure you know how when one thing hurts, we tend to remember all the reasons why our life is not perfect. Well, that's what happened to me that night. I felt pathetic and unlucky and lonely. Like i will never do anything right. Like i will never be successful. Like i will never be loved. In one sentence, i screwed up my own birthday.

My 22nd year on Earth certainly did not start on a happy note. At least not anything like i had expected it to. And that scares me with the feeling that the rest of the year is going to be like how it started. But still, there is this optimistic part of me that foolishly wants to believe that God has good things in store for me. Because for quite some time now, i have been in constant struggle with my career, with my weight issues and with my love life. But i continue fighting for each of those cause i know that i will succeed. Sooner or later, but i will. God cannot be that cruel.

Thank you to each one of you who wished me and to each one of my friends who came and joined me in my celebration. To my best friend who helped me financially for the deeds, who suffered the sunburns along with me and who patiently comforted me as i poured out my wounded heart at night. And especially to each of my family members for allowing me waste a whole lot of hard-earned money every year on my birthday and yet still not complaining about it. I am truly blessed to have you all in my life. :')

Before ending my post, i would here like to share the 'only' 7 deeds we did that morning.

1.) Every time i pass the streets of New Road, my eye catches this middle aged visually-impaired guy who sits on a plastic sack and plays the 'maadal'. I knew the first thing in my list was to go to him. So, i bought him samosas and a bottle of mineral water and gave it to him which he happily ate that very moment. I could feel his hunger. But i was glad i could give him at least that much. :)


2.) The next act we did was; we bought 5 bottles of refrigerated mineral water and distributed it to people who deserved it. People like rickshaw pullers and footpath store owners who works hard under that harsh angry sun. To quench off their thirst. :)




3.) We bought a copy of the Kantipur Daily and placed it on the top of a random cab, thinking that the driver could read it while waiting for passengers. I hope he was happy to see it when he returned back to his ride. :)



4.) How lucky we would feel if we find an unscratched recharge card lying somewhere, wouldn't we? Well, we hope we made somebody feel lucky by placing one in a corner of a small temple. For them kindred soul who prays. :)



 5.) Who wouldn't be happy with sweet treats? Anyone and Everyone. Especially small kids. And more specially, kids who can never afford to buy them. So we got this small street boy a Nutty Snickers bar. You should have seen the excitement on his face. :)



6.) Our next stop was Cafe Hessed in Jawalakhel where we bought a pretty little chocolate cupcake and left it right there as we instructed the shop owner to give it to the first person who walks through that door. :)



7.) As for the final act, i did what i knew best. What i love doing the most. Making children happy. So with tubs of strawberry flavored ice-cream, off we went to a neighborhood Montessori. They were so happy they even sang a birthday song for me. Twice. :)





True they say that when we do good, we feel good. Even though i failed in doing my 22 Random Acts of Kindness, i am content that i managed to do at least 7. Something is definitely better than nothing. Spreading a few smiles is better than spreading none. :)

Just like Robyn Bomar inspired me to do such kind deeds, i hope you also get inspired by me. To help those in need. To make people happy. To make this world a more beautiful place for everyone. :)

Till my next post, Eat-Pray-Love !
:D

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

The first and already the best birthday gift for this year :D

OK, i am going to be very quick on this and that a short one too. Actually I'm beaming at this moment. I can't get my lips to stop smiling. Just got home from my first ever interview. Yup, i got interviewed for the very first time in all these 22 long years. Wooohooo ! :D

It's like a dream come true cause being an avid magazine reader, i have read all those thousands of interviews in thousands of magazines which have led me to secretly want to both interview and get interviewed. I remember answering all those in my mind as i went from one question to another. And there i was today, sitting in front of them half nervous as i sipped on my cold glass of cranberry juice and half calm as i blabbered my thoughts away on what they had to ask.
 
Well to be frank enough, it's nothing like what you are thinking. That was not a big interview for something extravagant. I was not called cause i achieved something or did something praiseworthy. :P Actually there is this pretty little bookshop in Jhamsikhel, Lalitpur called BOOKWORM and because i am a 'good' and a 'loyal' customer there, i was called to share my views on the store and on the books i have read. All for the next issue of a literary magazine titled READ.

But who cares?  It was fun and i am happy. As a matter of fact, very much happy. I got to voice my thoughts and hopefully i will get to actually read them on a page of glossy paper very soon. Thank you so much BOOKWORM. This is the first and already the best birthday gift for this year. :)

Ending my last blog-post as a 21 year old ..

Till my next post, Eat-Pray-Love !
:D

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

And his cry still echoes ..

This evening as i was returning home on my red Nova, something made me pull the brakes in an instant. A voice. A painful voice crying 'aaayyyaaa' ... It's still haunting my mind even after all these hours. And fortunately or unfortunately, i caught sight of that voice too. :/

There on the corner of the road, a young man crying helplessly as a group of more than ten 'heartless bastards' (as i would like to call them) beat him forcibly. With their long big legs and their beast like faces. Even though it was already sunset dim, i could still see their anger. Erupting it all out on that poor fellow. My heart skipped a terrified beat.

I wanted to go and stop them. I really did. But i couldn't. And i didn't. Because there was no way i could protect myself from all those men if they in turn threw themselves at me for being a busybody. And for the first time, i sensed the weakness of being a female. For the first time, i blamed myself for being born a woman. Cause had i been a man, i would have immediately ran over to help the victim. But i stood there as a coward and just watched everything with a weak guilty heart. The most i could do was to tell the 'dae' who was standing besides me to go over and help. Which he did. 

I had no idea why they were so angry with him. Maybe he did something wrong. Or maybe he didn't. But still, ten upon one! That's very unfair and very atrocious. How can people have such cruel hearts? Have humans forgotten humanity? ;(

On my way back, his cry echoed in my ears. I thought about him. I silently prayed for his life. I don't know what they did to him and in what state they abandoned him. Cause all of them bastards took him far away from the crowd as they continued crushing his bones.

And his cry still echoes ..

Monday, June 11, 2012

Summer Twenty Twelve :)

OK, let me straight away make it clear that i am not a fashion blogger. I don't know much about fashion and style. All i know is the basics. The blouses and the jeans and the stilettos, the dresses and the ballerina flats, the tees and the shorts and the flip-flops, etc. But, i am a lady and like every single lady in this world, i too love clothes and dressing up. And off course showing it off sometimes too. :P

Today, i just felt like sharing a few pictures of my favorite summer outfit. Combo of the pink tee and the black shorts. These are actually clothes from last summer. But i love it too much to continue wearing it this year as well. :)


Last August in Pokhara with dearest Deepa !
:)

And unexpectedly, the color of my hair and bag matched !
Haha

Sauce, Syno, Rose and Me !
♥ Sisters ♥

A stroll-shot down the streets of Dharan !

And this is one of my favorite. :)
With younger sis Sy !

I got that tee at an insane 50% sale at Giordano in Kathmandu itself and as for the shorts, i just picked it up from a random street shop when i was in Goa for my hols. Also very cheap. And oh yes, I'm sure you noticed the brown pumps that I'm wearing in all the pics. Oh those are my babies. Ever since i bought them a few months back from DOT, People's Plaza, Kathmandu, i have been  wearing them almost everyday. Super light and super comfy (crocs) and the best part is that it goes quite well with every outfit. ;)

Well people, i guess i will be enjoying the sunshine with more of this pink and black and brown combo. And i hope you guys enjoy your Summer Twenty Twelve too. :)

Till my next post, Eat-Pray-Love !
:D

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Awaiting Real Freedom !

I want to live my life on my own terms without any fear of what others might say/think about me. There are so many "socially wrong" things i want to do. But then, i find my own self stopping myself. I don't know why I'm so scared of this society. In fact, i know that there are many more like me out there in this world who are living their lives the way their society wants them to, and not the way they want themselves want to. That is not called living. They are not living their lives to the fullest. I am not living my life to the fullest. :/

I wonder when i will gather enough courage to do whatever i desire without giving a fuck about what others might say/think about me. I await that day. The day when i will breathe real freedom. Amen !



And when your mind is free, you are free. And that is real freedom !

Till my next post, Eat-Pray-Love !
:D