Gone away.....

Though we seldom met

we never had long chats

but as a brother or a friend

you were someone

always close to my heart.

Deep down,

I knew you were hurt

And you had reasons to be

But life doesn't seem to hold on

It just moves on and on.....

Never knew such day would come

When you wouldn't be here

to see another dawn

The dew drops twinkling

and the magical ambiance

The chirping of birds

in the flowers outside.....

There was so much left to relish

So much left to have fun of

Together we could make 

lots of merry and delight...

But you didn't let the day come!!

That wasn't the way

We know and you knew too

A bit late to understand

And we lost you.

I didn't shed a tear

But deep within, I cried

You didn't let us say goodbye

This sorrow will never die.

Now that you are gone

May heavenly abode be yours

May your soul find eternal peace

And if you come again,

Somewhere, 

Someday,

As a tough boy or  a cute girl

May you understand

Why living is so important!!

If only you would hold on

And be strong to face life

You would find so many reasons to live

So many faces to bring smile to.....

The void thats created within

is too hard to fill

The silence is too hard to break

You didn't understand the simple fact,

"You were special,

And there wont be another you!!"

Dedicated to WangChu
You live in our heart forever!!

[ - Amir Bhandari ]

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Confused and dazed.....

I stretched my fingers..... stretched my back..... took the pen in hand..... ready to flood the answer sheets with all that I knew as today was the exam of my favorite subject [or at least thats what I thought!]. Took a last look around the class as I knew that I wouldn't be getting time to look around because I had too much to write.....

The coordinator came distributing the question paper and I was eager to take it in my hand and just start.... And the moment came...... I took a deep breath and looked at the first question.

Q.1. Answer any four from the following.

a) What is controlling? Write down its features and methods?

hmmm?? controlling?? in Web Tech?? Did I miss this topic?? Thank god.... there are choices!! I look at the second question:

b) Explain briefly Six Sigma.

Six Sigma?? I scratch my head.... I know one statement about Six Sigma..... "Six Sigma is a business management strategy, originally developed by Motorola, USA in 1986." 

But what does this has to do with Web Tech? Where did the ASP, JSP, ASP.NET, AJAX, XML go?

Confused like hell, I gave a frightful look at the top of the question paper, in uppercase it was written INDUSTRIAL MANAGEMENT. I dont remember what kind of expression I gave but I am sure it wasn't normal.The coordinator thought I was going to pass out, came quickly towards me and asked, 'beta kya hua?'

'Sir, are you sure you have given us the correct question paper?'

'yes!! why..... what happened?'

'It is Web Tech exam today!' I boosted with confidence.

He smiled and went away.....

I remember somewhere I have read, being silent is sometimes the best way to win an argument, simply because you cannot argue with silence. I understood the meaning clearly today. He made me understand that I was wrong by simply remaining silent.

I looked around.... everyone was busy with their pens. Pravesh looking at me bewildered..... hiding his anger and frustration with a big smile.

'Juum?' he murmured....

Though there is literally no meaning to the above statement in Nepali but as usual I understood he was referring to 'lets go!'

But both of us knew that this process doesn't support backward compatibility, i.e. we couldn't leave. And we had to be there for the next 3 hours answering all the questions that seems like a distant cry.

Like the famous nepali proverb, 'kun chara ko naam ho?' meaning 'which birds name is it?'

The question indeed seem like a birds name to me....

I started performing random access to the address of my memory to see if the chunk of files saved in the unknown tracks and sectors of my brain could be restored. I tried all the recovery tools and techniques to recover and luckily some packets that weren't deleted from the memory though overwritten by other files could be restored.

Doing the maximum utilization of the available resources, I was able to fill up the answer sheet. But there was no need to do error checking as it would lead to the error in all the files, so I decided to leave the process of error detection and checking to our beloved sir.

Hoping he will be in good mood while checking the paper!!

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Nai malai tei keti chaincha......aamaaaa......

After I had given several attempts to cross the main road packed with auto rickshaws and buses, I had finally succeeded. Heaving a sigh of relief, I finally took a deep breath and took a look to the farther corner of the road expecting an auto.

And there it was, one coming with some loud music.... The sound gradually increased as the auto came nearer. The speaker with a very low MW [Mega Watt] was forced to play in full volume.... The sheer imagination of myself stuffed in the auto was unbearable.

But as the auto passed by, I was spellbound. Whats this?? Have I heard the song somewhere?? I thought. Whats this? Is this Prakash Poudel screaming? I listened carefully..... 

Meanwhile the auto had already stopped and the driver was pulling me screaming "Begumpul? Hello bhaiya!! Kahan jana hai?" [Are you going to Begumpul? Hello brother? Where are you going?] 

But I was so much into the song that I couldn't feel and hear anything other than the song..... OMG, it was our Prakash Poudel with the song "Aama malai tei keti chaincha.... ghuk ghuk ghuk" [for those of you who dont know nepali or pretend so, the song means 'Mom, I need that girl....booohooohooo']. 

It was a mixed feeling of excitation as well as amazement. This song had a special place in my heart with lots of funny memories  related. I remember my childhood days when I used to listen this song in my tape recorder [we used to call it DAC dont know why? DAC stands for Digital to Analog converter but this thing has nothing to do with the term.] I remember getting several scoldings from my mom and grandmom for playing it.

I also remember a time when a friend of mine Dhaney [aka d.k.] had gone to market with his mother. And unfortunately, this album "3 MUCH" had recently been launched and the song was famous among most of the teenagers. More unfortunate for my friend, he didn't knew the title of the album. Height of bad luck!!

He went straight to the shop [the only shop that sold tape cassettes those days in our area was that of Ram da]. He went near the shop, a small one which could adjust only a single person inside. D.k's mother was buying some vegetables from the nearby shop.

D.k. said: "daju, nai malai tei keti chaincha bhanney cassette cha?" [do you have the cassette with the song 'mother.... I need that girl!!']

Ram da said: "kun chai harey bhai?" [which song?]

D.k: "nai malai tei keti chaincha bhanney hou!!" ['mother.... I need that girl!!']

Ram da: "kun cahi hou bhai?" [which one?]

Now our d.k. being a hot blooded creature got frustrated and sang the song in Prakash Ojha's tune.... "nai malai tei keti chaincha..... aamaaaa....." ['I need that girl motherrrrr.............']

On hearing this, d.k.'s mother got startled and came running towards the shop thinking that his son might be in danger..... On top of everything, the most unfortunate thing for him was that all this while I was near the shop watching the conversation.... I lost my control and had a near escape from death laughing!!

Meanwhile, I heard someone say, "Arrey chalo yaar.... chodo is launde ko!!" [Lets go man..... leave this boy!!] The autowala pushed me with a sudden jerk which brought me back to reality..... And the auto left. An old man who was standing near me said, "kya waiyaat gana bajata hai?" [What a rubbish song he is playing!!]

I smiled looking at him and he acknowledged me with one but the fact was something else. I wasn't laughing because of his statement but was laughing remembering the funny d.k. incident. And also praising Prakash Poudel that he is famous here too.

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