Thursday, May 11, 2006

That Beautiful Day

Fancifully, I woke up in a strange bedroom and it didn't take long for me to realize that I was in a luxurious accommodation of Himalayan Chalet at Nagarkot. I grabbed my rested wristwatch at the bedside table and it showed exact 5 o' clock early dawn. Memorable images of a day before start to flashback inside my mind and I wonder how life sometime makes living so interesting. It was that beautiful day, why I stayed there for a night. Wearing a childish smile on my face I sprung up leaving warm bed and peeked outside. It was still dark and foggy. Prior dusk I've planned to be on time at some good height to take pictures of Sunrise but it was too early to venture out. So, with sluggish heart I took shower. Water was soothingly warm enough to animate my taut muscles. For a moment I felt pity on my muscles because I never let them have enough rest and get fatty.

At 6 a.m. it was still foggy outside and there was no sign of Sun on the horizon any sooner. Anyway, I stuffed my camera and went out hoping to capture some beautiful shots of nature. Place was eccentrically deserted despite its good fame as a tourist destination and this is all because of one freakish shoot-out incident that took place at the Chundevi Temple of Chihan Danda, Nagarkot where an off-duty army men massacred 11 local lives in a wildest drunken spree, 6 months ago. It was a hideous story and its impact was disastrous to all tourism enterprises of Nagarkot. I hope time will heal that terror and things will get back to normal. Several roadside snack stalls are getting sprouted which I think is positive indicating that in coming days tourists will flock again.

As I walked further up hill wide varieties of melodious chirping of forest birds greeted me. I felt so fresh and instantly I became a part of nature. Grabbing that rare opportunity I sat at nearby dune and got involved in sighting those birds of beauty. Needless to tell, birds form an important part of Nepal's natural beauty and bird watching can be a very rewarding experience. Well I am not a keen bird watcher but that morning I've spent quite a lot of time watching birds and it fascinated me to become one. Being myself a vivid pigeon fancier, I can identify many species of bird like humming bird, black drongo, magpie, robin, spotted dove, scops owl, common myna, sparrow, parrot, barn swallow, rose-ringed parakeet, crow, Himalayan cuckoo etc including almost all sort of birds of prey yet that morning I've sighted many species which were very new to me. Some were exotically blue with a short tail and very frolic in character; some were brownish yellow with a white patch below their beak and long tail; some were in bright yellow and very secretive; some small birds have puffy headed and quite shy, some birds were even in a pair grooming each other, making me miss my Sunshine ;) Wow! I was delighted by this beauty that nature offers for those who takes times to enjoy Mother nature's incarnation. Mother nature has all the joys and miracles for us to watch and learn. I guess this is one big reason why National Geographic Channel and Animal Planet became my favorite channels. I also have heard lots of amusing stories from my wildlife photographer friends who often venture out to shoot wild birds. I wish I could tiptoe to this world of pure nature once in a while but sometime it becomes a far cry.

Now forget about Sunrise, which was nowhere to be seen so I gave up my wish to mark one more tick at my year's resolution list of watching sunrise once a month. Then I started to walk back to the Chalet. By then local villagers were already getting busy doing their usual morning chore. Women were digging fields preparing bed for maize crop and others were going out carrying dokos (big bamboo basket) in search of fodder for their cows and cattle. In each house's yard a colourful prayer flags tied to a tall bamboo boldly represent community of Tamang tribe and it makes the landscape very distinct. Far away cuckoo birds still singing in pleasure taking advantages of such a calm landscape.

Suddenly a loud noise from behind pulls my attention and as I turned back I saw large troops of army men jogging holding a rifle in their hands and a heavy pack on their backs. Anyone could easily guess how tough these drills might be by seeing drench cloths and sweaty faces of those lads. They were about a hundred in number and most of them seem fatigue. One among them carrying a red flag screamed, "Ek minate baki" (one minutes left). And I guess they were on routine drill that has to be done in a certain time frame. As for a photojournalist it was a good opportunity to take pictures but they already saw me holding camera. Generally people especially media are not allowed to take pictures of any security personal their activities due to security reason. Moreover they have this strict policy to stay out of media so even I approached them for consent they wouldn't allow me to do so. And once of my fellow photojournalist Prakash Mathema was manhandled by these security personal when he has published a picture of army men crossing Budi Rapti River at Chitwan carrying their wounded comrade. There have been many such cases where security personal treated media notoriously. That's why it's always thoughtful to study mood of the moment before taking pictures, than just follow the ethics of Photo Journalism. So, I just let the opportunity go by. Even after the troops passed me they kept continue making that commanding howl. Definitely the echo from those howl were pretty paradox to such a calm environment of Nagarkot.

As I got near the Himalayan Chalet, I met three school children waiting at the roadside and one of them was holding a beautiful 'Passion flower' (Ghadi phul in Nepali). Out of a curiosity I asked him why was he carrying a flower? And showing me saplings in a small blue plastic bucket which he brought from home, he answered he is going to plant these flower sapling at his school garden (Nyatapol English Boarding School) so he brought this flower to show his friends and teachers, as a flower someday those sapling bears. My O' my what a beautiful plan, I exclaimed silently in my excitement and his wisdom touched me and my heart smiled. We talked for long and I came to know a lot about him and his family. He was from near-by Tamang village and his name is Hira Bahadur Tamang studying in sixth grade. It takes an hour ride down to Bhaktapur to get his school and it became his routine every Sunday. To avoid this long route he stays in a rented room near his school with other local boys and visit home each weekend. This way he can have more time for his study rather than spending couple of hours each day. After few minutes later a local minibus rolled in and he hurriedly hopped in flashing a big smile on his face and bade me goodbye.

As the bus rolled down the hill, my mind filled with good vibes of Hira Bahadur's beautiful plan and deep down inside my heart I wished him good luck. I kept my eyes fixed on the bus until it became distant. As I turned back to walk, that small blue bucket was still there at the roadside. Oh Lord! Hira Bahadur's forgot to take that bucket with him. A cold cramp gripped me from inside and I didn't know what should I do. No vehicle was available so that I could follow the bus. I felt so bad and tried to imagine the sadness Hira Bahadur would feel by loosing those saplings. But thank God coincidently I have asked for his phone number, while talking to him. I planned to deliver those saplings myself to his school and make a call. I bet he would be so happy to have them back. Feeling of relief came as I have this way out to make Hira Bahadur's wish come true.

And it's like when you wish to achieve something genuinely good for all, the whole universe conspire you to achieve it. Few minutes later a school bus moved in with big banner "Nyatapol English Boarding School, Bhaktapur" on it. Cheerfully ran toward the bus and waved my hand to stop it. I explained the driver that one of his students forgot this bucket and told him that he planned to plant these flower saplings at his school garden. One of the teacher in the bus took it and I let him note down the boy's name and his grade. Then the bus cruised down the hill to Bhaktapur. I felt good.

After sipping a cup of warm tea back at the Hamalayan Chalet, I went out gain for a short hike with my FRIENDS who just took a bold step in their life and became the prominent figures of THAT BEAUTIFUL DAY. We took a short break at Sherpa Alpine Lodge enjoying a scenic landscape wrapped by the soft fog. It was almost 11:30 a.m. when I had lunch back at the Chalet. After taking thirty minutes rest we zoomed back to usual hustle bustle of Kathmandu.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

we must admit that ur a very good writer indeed, u have such a good quality to drag the readers mind to go through ur writeup, as u can expain even a small n usual thing in different way.
ur work n effort has always been a matter of appreciation.
After goin through ur blog, even i want to o to nagarkot for a stay n feel the beauti of nature as u did, may be my feeling won't match with u, but still i want to have a taste of it, may who knows some day I'll be inspired by u and start writing a "BLOG".
HAHAHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAA

chara n chari ko jodi.

Jiten said...

Many thanks for the comment and encouragement hai. You know I went through my own blog once again after reading your comment. It's nice to ride your perspective and yet there are rooms I need to improve more. You keep lending me your good wishes ni and I will be a better writer.

Of course, blogging is a very best tool you can use to express yourself beyond any measures. It's simply wonderful. No doubt this Jitu cha would be the happiest one if Chara start writing her own blog. Internet has revolutionized the world and we must make most out of it and make differences life beautifully. How about building your own "Wedding Website". Try this: www.ewedding.com There is so much one can do and be advantageous.

It's never too late to do good things in life.

Urmila said...

Jiten dai,

Each and every word is worth to read. Sarai ramro sanga lekhnu hunchha. Aaaune dina ma aru pani padhna paun.

Urmila(Atlanta)

Jiten said...

Dear Sis, Urmila

It's so nice to have your comment. Thank you hai. I know you've been one of regular reader of my blog and "BELIEVE ME" I won't disappoint you. There are much more to write about good things in life and I can't afford to loose it.

You take care and be happy. And of course keep reading my blog.

Jiten dai.

Surya said...

Dear Jiten

I always find your feelings so deep and so thorough. I am really impressed. Why don't you publice your articles and give chance to many mores to enjoy your articles like me.

I am deeply touched by your small action towards Hira Tamang and it is a lesson to everyone that a small action can make a huge difference. Keep influencing others.

Jiten said...

Dearest Surya di,

Thank you so much for the comment. Like you said, I definitely am going to publish my write-ups through dailies in coming days. You know blogging has been a wonderful experience for me and I am very happy that many reader praise my blog. Now I am starting to believe more that I have an instinct to be a good writer.

Thank you all once again for encouraging me. Keep surfing my blog.

Jitu cha.

Prakash said...

Jiten,
I just could not stop writing back about the blog. I am quite aware of your writing prowess as everyone has mentioned. I remember the days when I was in India and waited for your letters quite impatiently. Those were days when we had limited access to this web world. That was time I came to know how good writer you are.
I am really touched by your gesture towards to Hira B. Tamang. These are small things which make our life beautiful. I am not sure if I would have done same or not and would take decision outrightly like you.
Prakash

Jiten said...

Dear Prakash,

So nice to have your first comment here in my blog. Many thanks.

Definitely, we don't need thick wallet, lavish house, or just big fame to make beautiful things happen. Just a good heart.

Narayan Maharjan said...

@ Jite Dai, WOW Dai !!! No words to describe for you picture really GREAT PICTURES, HAT'S OFF DAI.

Please give me some tricks to shot fast motion pictures Dai !!!! :D

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