Poem Title: काकी झुण्डिन् रे.....!! (Kaki jhundin re...!!)

This article is all about domestic violence and its aftermath.

Poem Title: काकी झुण्डिन् रे.....!! 

आज निकै खैला-बैला देख्दैछु
काका-काकी को घरमा
मान्छेको भिड़ पनि निकै छ
तिर्पल पनि ओड़ाईएको छ,
कोहि रुँदैछ्न् डाको छोड़ी
कोहि सुकसुकाईरहेछ
कोहि फेरि आँखा भरि आँसु बनाई
एकोहोरो टोलाईरहेछ ॥

एसो सोध-खोज गर्दा, काकी खसेछ्न्
रातिनै कतिबेला, पासो लगाई झुण्डिएछ्न्
सधैं मिठो बोल्ने ति काकी
त्यो हाँसिलो अनुहार,
मानौ उनि संग दुख भन्ने केहि थिएन,
तर अचानोको पिर खुकुरीले बुझ्दैन भने झै
उनको पनि आफ्नै पिर थिएछ,
सधै रक्सि खाएर घर आउने काकाले
कति घर-झगड़ा गर्थेछ्न्,
कति पिटथेछ्न्, कति जगाटाउथेछ्न्,
कति अरु संग आँखा लगाई
नाना थरि भन्थेछ्न् ॥

बुढ़ि कुटेर आफुलाई मर्द ठान्ने काका
आज एक कुनामा बसिरहेछ्न्,
ति निर्धक्क सुतिरहेकी काकीलाई
नियालेर हेरिरहेछ्न्......
अब काकाले कसलाई कुटेर
आफ्नो मर्दको सबूत दिने ?
कसलाई जगटाएर आफु बलियो महसुस गर्ने ?

त्यस्ता हजारौ काकाहरु छन् हाम्रो समाजमा,
पल्लो घर, ओल्लो घर,
माथिल्लो घर, तल्लो घर,
कोहि त आफ्नै घरमा होलान्,
जसलाई आफु मर्द हुँ भनेर
आफैलाई सधैं सम्झना गराउनु पर्छ,
बुढ़ि कुटेर, आमा-बाउ कुटेर.....
र त्यस्ता काकीहरु पनि छन होला
जो समाज को डरले, लाजले,
केहि नबोलि, शरिरभरि चोट बोकि
हाँसिरहेछ्न्, खोक्रो खुशि देखाईरहेछन् ॥

मर्दनै हुनु मन छ तिमीलाई भने
लड़ न ति समाजका कुप्रथाहरु सित,
ति जात-पात बेकारका ढ़ोङहरु सित,
हाम्रो अस्तित्वलाई औंला ठराउने सित,
ति हाम्रो चेलि-बेटी माथि हात-पात गर्ने,
छेड़-छाड़ गर्ने, बलात्कार गर्ने
लड़ न तिमी ति स्यालहरु सित,
ति हाम्रा छोराहरुलाई नानाथरि टेब्लेट बेच्ने
ति नशाका ब्यापारीहरु सित,
लड़छौनै तिमी भने,
लड़ तिमी ति भ्रष्टचारीहरु सित
ति सोझ-साझालाई लुट्ने हरेक लुटेराहरु सित
नछोड़ बरु कसैलाई,
ति समाजका बोझ र कलंकहरुलाई
जरै देखि उखेलेर फालिदेउ,
र पो मान्नेछौं तिमीलाई मर्द
त्यो मातेर भाँड़ा पछार्दैमा ,
ति निर्बल नारिलाई कुट्दैमा त तिमी
हाँसो को पात्रो बन्दैछौ,
एउटा नहुनु पर्ने उदाहरण बन्दैछौ ॥

अझै पनि बुझ्दैनौ तिमीले भने
भोलि फेरि एउटी काकी, माईजु, फुपु,
दिदी, बहिनी, छ्यामाको घरमा
फेरि तिर्पल ओड़ाईनेछ,
फेरि कोहि जिउ भरि चोट र
मनभरि पीर बोकि पासो लाउनेछ्न्,
कोहि बिख खानेछ्न्, कोहि हाम फाल्नेछ्न्,
स-साना नानि हरु पछि छोड़ेर,
उनिहरुको कलिलो हृदयमा नमेटिने छाप छोड़ेर ॥

- अमिर भण्डारी, ‘छ्त्रे’

मलबाँसे, सोरेङ

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Munu's Diary!

Name?
Munu.

Nicknames?
I hate being called with nicknames. Especially 'pussy-cat'. Doens't that sound vulgar?

Age?
3 years.

Owners?
Amir and his family. But let me make this clear, they don't own me, I own them.
Amir is very much understanding, he understands when I am hungry, when I want to play, when I want to slip under his warm blanket, and the list goes on. But I am allergic to his brother Anup, he lifts me and cuddles me when I dont want to, and most hating part, he disturbs me when I am having a good nap.... arggghhhh!!

Brief Biography?
I was born at Kurseong and brought to Malbasey when I was just 3 months. I loved it here and blended with the family soon enough and I rarely missed my mom and sister.

Catchphrase?
'Give me food...'
'No, I dont wanna play right now...'
'Was that suri?'
'Give me food... Give me food... Give me food...'

Suri?
Oh yeah, she is my CGF (Cat G.F.). I love spending time with her but she is always running away from me. Sigh...

Favorite habits?
Sleeping on the lap, Giving innocent looks to the owner when they are having meal, Biting and scratching the hands and feet of the owner.

Perfect Evening?
Eat chicken legs, yawn... yawn... & yawn, snooze on the lap, Repeat.

Favorite Food?
Anything that is not vegetarian.

Defining Moment?
The day my owners cut my long fangs so that I could stop peeling of the skin of those who keep doing things to me I didn't like. I cannot climb a tree and the situation is worst when I see some squirrels in the tree and I can do nothing but stare.

Enemies?
I am not scared of anyone or anything though, except the black dog from the house above, the white dog that barks every time he sees me, the stray dogs that sometimes comes over, and every other dog. The stick that my owner sometimes flicks when I meow too much asking for food in wrong times.

If you could do one thing to make the world a better place for felines, what would it be? 
Ummm.... hang chicken legs everywhere and make cozy warm places everywhere so that all cats can have a good meal and a good sleep. And make all dogs afraid of cats.

Any message for dogs?
Yes.... Listen all the scary and filthy creatures, we don't have any personal grudges with you and we ain't afraid of you either. We just want to sleep and not get disturbed. We are a very friendly creatures and don't liked to be sniffed. Just don't come near us and avoid problems.

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Saraswati Puja 2014 - A glimpse!!

Like 2013, this year too, students of Malbasey were enthusiastic about celebrating Saraswati Puja in a grand manner at Sarva Dharma Mandir (Sai Mandir), Malbasey, West Sikkim. Within a very short time, plannings were made and executed in a excellent manner.

These two days had everything like fun, devotion, spirituality, team work, management and everything.

As they say, 'Picture speaks more than a thousand words...' I present here a glimpse of the Saraswati Puja celebrated at our place by the students:

Rally by the students.

Drawing competition where kids showcased their hidden talents.

Munch Munch Munch..... Its prasadam time....

Spirituality coming a moment before fun....

And there.... last glimpse of Saraswati.

Prabhakar.... The victim of the mob water asault.

Unsensored Pose...!!

Finally... all drenched and wet in the chilling water!!

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Poem Title: हन को बिदेशी......?? [Hana ko Bideshi....??]

'Nepali Nepal Jaa...

Bhutia Bhutan Jaa...

Lepcha ko thau chaina...!!"

                               - Old Settlers of Sikkim

This is what the posters read on the streets of Sikkim, and it was credited to Old Settlers of Sikkim. This poem depicts my frustration and anger on reading and hearing about the same.
P.S. This are my personal thoughts and I am not trying to manipulate anyone.

हिँजो राति म साह्रै छ्टपटाए
एता फर्के म, उता फर्के
कुरा के के खेलाए मनमा
झसंग-झसंग ब्यूंझे म,
निंद्रा पटक्कै लागेन ।

दिँउसो बड़ाबाउले पत्रिका पढदा
निकै फतफताउदै थिए,
‘हामी खाँटि सिक्किमे नेपाली,
बिदेशी हामी कि तँ हरु?’
भन्दै कराउँदै थिए ।

कुरो एसो बुझ्दा त
साँच्चै नै, मनै अमिलो भयो,
पहिला त अरुतिर बिदेशी (चाईनिज) भन्थे
अब त आफ्नै सिक्किममा पनि भन्न थाले,
आँटै हो कि इनिहरुको,
कि हाम्रो धैर्यको परिक्षा लिएको हो ?
कि साह्रै ‘old’ भएर
मगजले काम गर्न छाड़ेको हो ?


हन हाम्रो बाजेले त सिक्किम
लाप्चे, भोटे र नेपालीको भन्थे,
हाम्रा त बाजेको बाजे पनि
सिक्किमे नै थिए रे !
आज अचानकै हामीलाई बिदेशी भन्नेले
भोलि लखेट्न बेर छैन……
को हुन इनिहरु, कहिले आएका हुन
कता बाट आए, कँहा बाट छिरे ?
आज हाम्रै घरमा आएर
यो तेरो घर होइन भन्दैछन, कठैबर.....


यो लान्छ्नाले यदि कसैको मनमा
डड़ेलो लाग्दैन भने,
त्यो गोर्खे खुन उम्लिन्दैन भने,
जुरुरु कन्छिरी तातिन्दैन भने,
कहिले तातिने हो ?
जब कुम्लो कटेरो बोकाई
डाँड़ा कटाँऊछ तब ?
कि ‘भागो हमारा सिक्किम से….’
भन्छ तब ?

अब त क्रांतिकारी होस कि संग्रामी होस,
प्रजातांत्रिक होस कि कांग्रेसि होस
या त हिमाली राज्य नै होस,
झण्डा एक दुई दिन घरमा थन्काई
त्यो ruling र opposition को भावना लुकाई,
सबै मिली जुली, साथ भई
बोल्ने बेला आएको छ,
बिदेशी को हो र को होइन
लेखा-जोखा हिसाब गर्ने बेला आएको छ,
मैले त झण्डा थन्काईसके
तँपाई पनि एक-दुई दिन थन्काउनुहोस,
मेरो त कन्छिरी तातियो
अब तँपाई पनि तताउनुहोस,
सिक्किमे नेपालीको अस्तित्व माथि
यसरी प्रश्न हुँदा
लाटो भै मुक दर्शक नबन्नुहोस,
अझै पनि मुक दर्शक नबन्नुहोस ॥


-       अमिर भण्डारी ‘छ्त्रे’
मलबाँसे, सोरेंग

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"Going Green 2013" Mass Plantation Drive

Inspired from the programme of Govt. of Sikkim, 'Sikkim Paryavaran Mahotsav', we decided to give some of our time to the nature too. We decided to do a mass plantation drive of 1 Hour under the banner of 'Sikkim Students Facebook Family' on 30th June 2013.

Coming out of our comfort zone was indeed a bigger challenge. Who wants to come out of the house when you can sit in the room and relish on hot aaludam & tea? But we were stunned by the enthusiasm of the students who didn't care the unending rain.

Our program began at 10 AM on the scheduled day when Mr. Ganesh Bhandari, a senior teacher, Upper Pakkigaon School planted a sapling and kickstarted our programme.

Ganesh Kr. Bhandari, planting a sapling.

Our plantation began from Subba Gaon turning point to VK Golai, Apatan Road, Malbasey where we planted saplings of Rhododendrons and other flowering plants. The programme which was meant for 1 hour went on for more than 3 hours amidst mass enthusiasm and fun.

Following are some glimpse of our programme:

Students busy on their work.

Getting their hands dirty on a noble cause.

Mul girl (Manure Girl).... All the time she was busy with manure in her hand..... :P

Posing like a maruni dancer!! :P

At the end of the programme, tired and exhausted we came back to my place. We could literally see faces glowing (including mine) when they saw Kopila and Sabina preparing tea and snacks....

Promising to do more of similar tasks in the near future, everyone left with a feeling of pride.

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