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Number 3 and Me: Geological Tour to Malekhu

This post is about the coincidences of number 3 and its multiples during the geological tour I went from 4th to 18th January (20th Paush to 4th Magh). Most of these are coincidences while some have been interpreted randomly. Explanations are in brackets wherever needed.

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1. The tour was to Malekhu (3 syllables: Ma-le-khu).

2. It began on the month of Paush (9th month of Nepali Calendar).

3. The in-charge of the field was Deepak (6 letters) sir.

4. I belonged to Group R (18th letter of English alphabet) which had come up in random.

5. There were six members in my group. Three boys and three girls.

6. The captain of the group was Prashmita (9 letters).

7. The name of school at Malekhu in which we stayed was Shree Bageshwori (15 letters).

8. The room in which I stayed was Room No. 3.

9. There were total of 20 people in the room in the room. Some days later, the number decreased to 18 because of an awful incident.

10. I stayed a total of three days at camp (no field work). On two occasions, camp work had been scheduled. On one, I had no confidence to walk for a distance of about 12 kilometres. My knees had suffered a strange trauma.

11. I represented my group three times on Group meetings as standing-captain.

12. The tour took a total time of 15 days.

Life’s Lessons

यस्तो रहस्यमय जीवन बुझ्नलाई
जानु कहाँ ? पढ्नु के ? गुरु को बनाई ?
फुल्दो गुलाबबिच ज्ञान अनेक फुल्छन्
उद्यानमा बस गई सब तत्व खुल्छन् !
-लक्ष्मीप्रसाद देवकोटा

Where can we learn the secrets of our life? Laxmi Prasad Devkota asks and answers himself, “Go to the Garden and you will find all the answers.”

The Garden here means Nature. There is everything in Nature we can learn. Nature is an open museum. What we need the eyes that analyse the beauty of nature, and that explore the knowledge within Her womb.

One day, I had written, “You see what you want to see. And nothing else.” I have been aided on this by my Teacher’s words, “You see what you know.” There are many things that might have gone unnoticed around us, but other people from far off can be seeing the same thing from some other perspective. Interpretation of what you have seen is equally important.

Life runs in a weird way, and people act in even weirder ways. It’s life that can teach you about life. A closed room that supports internet might teach you many things but to have a firsthand experience, you have to step out. In the words of my friends, “A bird has wings so that it can fly, not confine itself to its nest.”

For the last fifteen days, I was close to the Nature. Call it a tour or an excursion or a camp, whatever it may be called, it was an experience of a lifetime. The Geological tour for B.Sc. 3rd year gave many unforgettable memories.

What could be better than the assemblage of people from all parts of the country at one place? So many cultures, traditions and ethnicities mixed up into one. There was no discrimination, only friendship and love. No one cared if you looked dirty. Everyone was the same. Nobody raised questions on the religion and the customs one followed. No one fought in the name of sex, caste and religion. There was one friendly existence of like-minded people- all devoted to learn the science of the Nature.

There were rows, there were quarrels, there was a fight- which we can never forget. But I am proud to say that it was not in the name of personal biases. The tension the fight caused was immeasurable but the peace that came up later was extraordinary. I personally thank both the boys who were expelled for fighting(sadly)- despite your untimely rage, you acted like men.

Life is not just about the flowering rose. Even with the rose, thorns show themselves up. The task we did was not easy. It was nothing but determination that made us walk almost ten kilometers a day, observing, learning and sweating. Some of us even risked our lives in the quest of knowledge. However the sleep that came up after the hardworking was the best ever. Congratulations to all who accepted the challenge! Keep it up and one day, you will all stand up as wonderful human beings.

The camp was frustrating at times. Hours of work and no approval! We spoke out the frustration to our friends. We worked together. No matter how many times our work was rejected, we worked on to make it better. When we finally came out at the end with the maps, graphs and the reports we had prepared, I remember the smiles we all had. We had finally shown the spirit that we never give up despite all the failures we might have had.

The tour was not only a chance to learn different cultures within the camp but also to know the lives of people around us. Shree Bageshowri H.S.S., where we stayed, showed an excellent example of hospitality. Little students gave up the comforts of their rooms so that we could take a rest in the evenings. The love the villagers showed us, wherever we went was incredible. Their selflessness moved me. Here in city, where people run for money, there they act as humans and believe in humanity.

What else did I learn? For the first time in my life, I studied my friends closely and found that they are not entirely perfect. They have flaws in one way or the other, but they are also the best as humans. And one important thing- teachers are just like us. They have had more experience than us, but they are students in their hearts. They too are not perfect. They too are learners paving paths for the new ones to come up and take up their places.

Finally, life is the only entity that can teach us lives. Thanks to Nature who has given me life and an opportunity to learn about it.

अनिशको ज्याकेट

दूध-जेरी खान जाने आशमा
स्लीपिंग ब्यागबाट निस्केर एकै सासमा
आँखा मिच्दै यताउता हेर्छ अनिश
जुरुक्क उठेर कपडा फेर्छ अनिश

लुगा लगाइसकी यताउता फेरि हेर्छ
नजरले सबलाई केर्छ
एकछिन पछि मुख फोरेर भन्छ,
“कहाँ छ मेरो ज्याकेट?”

“त्यो मेरो सुन्तले रंगको ज्याकेट
मलाई नभई नहुने ज्याकेट;
मेरो नाम लेखिएको त्यो ज्याकेट!
केटा हो ! देख्यौ कि कतै त्यो ज्याकेट ?”

अलमल्ल पर्दै, टाउको कन्याउँदै
सुतिरहेको छिमेकीलाई उठाउँदै
कराउँछ, “अरे ओ बसन्ती, तिम्रो सिरानीमा छ कि मेरो ज्याकेट कतै;
झट्टै उठ त ओ बसन्ती !”

बसन्ती, उर्फ बसन्त भर्खर उठेको;
प्याकेट, ज्याकेट केही थाहा छैन पाएको
अनिशलाई हेर्छ, छक्क मान्छ;
“यतै होला, नत्र त्यत्रो ज्याकेट भन त कता जान्छ ?”

जुरुक्क उठेर ऊ पनि
भेट्याएरै छाड्छु ज्याकेट भनी
सिरानी हटाउँछ, स्लीपिंग ब्याग टक्टक्याउँछ
अनिशतिर हेरी चकित मुद्रामा ऊ भन्छ,
“हैन तिम्रो सामान कता चैँ जान्छ ?”

तनाव भइसक्यो अनिशलाई
टाउको कन्याउँदै, कराउँदै उठायो कोठाका सबै मानिसलाई
छिमेकीलाई उठाएर वल्लो गाउँमा आइ
भन्छ, “ज्याकेट खोजिदिनु पर्यो, ए पवन दाइ |”

म पनि आफ्नो ‘ओछ्यान’ हेर्छु
शुन्य हात लाएर पवन दाइलाई हेर्छु
पवन दाइ चाहिँ उठेर हेर्दै रमिता
भन्दै छन् यस्तै (यो कविता जस्तै) भाकामा एउटा कविता |

आधा घन्टा भइसक्यो
दूध-जेरी खान पाइने टाइम गइसक्यो
तर ज्याकेट हात परेन
त्यो सुन्तले रंगको ज्याकेट नभई
अनिशको पाइला बाहिर सरेन |

रन्थनिँदै, आँखा मिच्दै, कपाल कन्याउँदै
“खोजाओ न हो मेरो ज्याकेट,” भन्दै
पुर्पुरोमा हात लाउँछ अनिश
फिल्ड जानै नपाइने भो भन्ठान्छ अनिश !

“भुल्नेको नि हद हुन्छ,” म भन्दै छु
पहिले उसले हराएका सामानका बारेमा सम्झँदै छु
‘भुलक्कड’को उपमा दिइसके पवन दाइले !
भन्दै छन्, “कस्तो याद नगरेको हो अनिश भाइले ?”

‘यहीँ त राखेको थेँ,’ सोच्दै अझै वरिपरि हेर्छ;
ब्यागको पहाड मजैसँग फोर्छ !
त्यै पनि कतै छैन ज्याकेट |
अनिशको नाम भएको, त्यो पातलो, अतुल्य ज्याकेट !

थचक्क बसेर कपाल समाउँदै
महामू्र्ख नै बनाउँछन् कि भन्ठान्दै
हेर्दै गर्दा बाहिरबाट आइपुगे रवि दाइ
मुहारमा मधुर मुस्कान ल्याइ !

सोध्छन् पवन दाइ, “ए रवि, अनिशको ज्याकेट देख्यौ ?”
अनिशले हेर्यो रवि दाइलाई अनि भन्यो,
“पापी दाइ, मेरो ज्याकेट लायौ ? कताबाट आयौ ?”

अक्क न बक्क परेर, पकेटमा लेखेको नाम पढेर,
भने रवि दाइले, “ओहो अनिश, मैले लाएछु तिम्रो ज्याकेट झुक्के’र !”

हासो छर्दै भन्दै छन् पवन दाइ,
“डिपी सरको चप्पल*, अनिश भाइको ज्याकेट
कालिदास हुन्थ्यो अनिश
रवि नआ’को भए लाएर त्यो ज्याकेट !”

(माघ २, २०७२ बिहान ७ बजे श्री वागेश्वरी उ. मा. वि, रिचोकटार, मलेखुको रुम नं. ३ मा भएको घटनामा आधारित |)
*२०७२ पौष ३० मा रोशनराज भट्टराई सरले सुनाउनु भएको कविता | यो कविता त्यही रचनाबाट प्रेरित छ |

Psychology of Good Health

If you believe your stomach will be upset by eating something, will it be true? If you have a doubt over some food, will that affect your body? Does thinking something will make you ill really disturb your physical health?

I have been observing the answers of these questions at the geology camp at Malekhu. For the first few days, everyone was finding the food good and it’s not bad until now, but most folks here have lost their appetite. Many have been ill. What has actually happened? I present my analysis here.

For the first two to three days, the work load was not so heavy. Everyone was enjoying. As the work load increased, stress was visible. Fatigued faces with dark circles popped up, stooped shoulders were common amongst the most. Appetite did not seem to have been affected until then.

During the dehydrating field work, almost everyone were depending upon the junk foods for tiffin. Water consumption became low. They worked under cold breeze until midnight. Appetite of a few people decreased.

More people joined them. Some of them decreased the amount of food they ate, some stopped consuming the meal. Some of my friends say that they don’t feel like eating meal at all. They are now surviving on milk, confectionery, junk food and water.

I find myself on a state if transition right now. Neither have I completely lost my appetite, nor do I have an absolutely great desire for the meal. (Might be the effect of high amount of proteinous diet I had never ever consumed earlier.)

The psychology of good health is so extraordinarily visible to me in this camp. Don’t need to go much far. In my camp itself, one if my friends felt he would be sick because he ate potato chop at the Malekhu Bazaar. His stomach was upset the other day. One of the members of my group felt he would not be fine after eating hot and spicy food. He suffered the night from diarrhoea. On the other side, I too had eaten the same things they had eaten thinking nothing would happen. And nothing happened! It was nothing but the effect of psychology.

I also came across a villager who said she suffered from chronic gastritis but the medication had no effect on her. From what she said, it could be inferred that she would not believe medication could have any positive effect upon her. (I also remembered an aunt from my home at Kathmandu who suffered from similar illness but the doctors were unable to identify the disease.)

I have finally concluded that our health is affected by the way we think. The psychology of good health is true.

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