A Nepali's Lament

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Nepal Our Pride, Independence And Sovereignty

 

 

Monday December 26 2005 14:12:38 PM BDT

 

 

Kamala Sarup

 

 

Nepal, all our feelings,our dreams, and our visions. Life is a series

of ups and down so you uplift, motivate, and make us look at this

world with new eyes. There can be no Life without You Nepal Ama.

Nepali people's lives are made up of many events. So you are more

unique, and proud.

 

I have started a small journey, however I can't tell you the

existence of my life, thought and even a small story. Probably if you

had been near to me, I would have talked to you the whole night

staying sleepless. I know, Nepal Ama, you're away and I'm over the

hill looking up the open sky.

 

Had you but been a little nearer I wish to talk a bit about on the

matter of peace faith and safety. I can't understand the transitional

war, for many days I used to long for a small house, a pasture around

it with beautiful flowers and trees, hills and cascades to be seen in

the distance, that I could rejoice with them. Without understanding

the true meaning of existence people starts their own different

journey in life from the same void point where only the dust and

dirt, and narrow streets exist.

 

Despite a longing for peace and light in every aspects of life heart

has been broken into pieces into the cannon and cyanide. I only

thought of flowers, I only thought of love; I was not aware of these

devastation, selfishness, blood for which heart has been divided.

 

It is of just of the recent past, Nepal ama, my house had been

destroyed by a anti Nepali war and I had remained dumbfounded with a

deserted heart and perhaps even tears did not get a let out. Though I

wished to speak up, there were no one simply to listen and those who

loved me they themselves were run away as refugees. I could not

escape leaving my soil the craving to look up at you did not let me

go away.

 

I had began to fear from my soil and I had been thinking whether I

would need to escape to any where at any time. If we should talk of

integration, come on Nepal, I will tell you how my eyes, have been

causing the contradictions in itself, which has been sentimental

because of the tragedies with relatives and the negative thinking

towards my proud country. How can I express you that the starving

days and the moments without clothes after the war that I have been

living. My life is a journey.

 

A journey can be complete in itself either. If it is so then is it

the right definition of journey to be left fragmented? I could never

meet such a person in my course of journey to who I could tell the

story of the blood with the devastating cannon and gun power.

 

All our selfish, Nepali Ama, now humanity has been scattered only

into chapters of books. Nevertheless the sentimental hands are living

within itself and for own self. You might think life differently and

it has many classified definitions too. Why life get frightened with

flower itself? Why the heart can not delight even seeing at the hills

and cascades? To tell the truth I'm willing to escape from that

desert, from this obligation to somewhere far, for devastation, see

on me though for once, how the soul gets destroyed by war within the

night, hearts by terror and attack. Oh, now I need your love. I need

your full belief. You are our pride Nepali Ama.

 

If I survive in the war you go sneakingly to pour sympathy and don't

sleep in the death of one who would love a total love. Can't you pour

sympathy for a night? Can't you weep before a complete life and a

wish?

 

No, Nepali Ama though however far I escape from life, I wish to live

as a military myself in you and I want to live through breaking all

those devastating bonds of guns, Grained, invasion, rocket attack

etc. In the far distance slow, come lets make start together a new

journey which may go infinitely defining life smile,peace love and

faith and we may flow becoming the sweat of life.

 

Lets forget the war exchanging love, longing and pair to each other.

 

We have to love as well.

 

Nepal Ama, Nights are generally fearful and dangerous . If possible,

no one should walk during nights.' But I am trying to cross the dark

nights and reach to the world of love and light .

 

We are living but our country is in peril. People are killing the

people of same nationality .

 

The fire of violence has burnt down the my villages, towns, hill and

Teari (plain land) at a time . Everything seems as if they are

weeping for peace and security. I can't remember the moment where

mothers wait their young sons to return from laboring places . The

wives who are bound to think their own widowhood in any time. How are

they weeping beating their hearts ?'

 

`We have right to live freely. Oh ! My country of white roses - I

wish to keep it embracing around my neck , my country is as lovely as

my life ,it is as sweet as my poem .'

 

Nepal Ama, I have am optimistic wish that the people of my country

will fly white pigeon . We won't slaughter each other, we will stitch

our hearts and minds to start a good journey of cordiality. I am

marching forward by averting the crowd of people .

 

Life is an inspiration for all kinds of art forms. You are our Life

and peace Nepali Ama.

 

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Kamala Sarup is an editor of peacejournalism.com