The First Bike Accident

Yesterday was a bad oman for my life. Nothing seemed right from the beginning of the day. The day before yesterday I didn't had dinner so this day I was not feeling quite right after a sleep of more than twelve hours. I had my lunch and left for college. I used to go with big daddy but yesterday he had to take sister to some place so finally I decided to take bike to college. While leaving home I thought about going to HSEB, Sanothimi to collect a form for Bhusal sir's brother to issue transcript for grade 11 and 12. While taking a right turn near this HSEB my bike was hit by another bike which was in higher speed. I was driving quite slow right from my home and moreover it was a turining so I was in a slower pace. And suddenly there was a bang.....

I was lying in the middle of the road with my bike over my right leg. I tried to push my bike to take my leg out but was unable to do so. All of a sudden some crowd covered us and helped me get up. The one that hit my bike was also helped by others to get up. He was crying that I didn't have my indicator on..but he was wrong I had it on. I searched if there was any kind of wound in my body but couldn't find more than some bruises in my right ankle. Then I tried to see if there was anything wrong with my bike. At first there was some petrol leakage which stopped after some time. And I found nothing wrong with my bike. The accident occured in front of a police bit. So there was a policeman as well. Nobody saw nothing wrong at that time. Some two years ago a friend had an accident in a similar manner and unfortunately had lost a piece of his leg bone which is still healing. So I scolded that one guy, thanked god that nothing happened to me and my bike and headed towards HSEB. At that time I didn't even bother to notice the bike or the bike number. My lace of right foot shoes was damaged. So we went our ways.

After I took the form from HSEB and headed for college I felt some unbalance in my bike. I checked the tires if it was punctured. But it was just fine. I felt the same problem even in the smooth road and repeated the same procedure for three-four times. But I couldn't find anything wrong. And finally, when I repeated that once again I saw that the shock of the right side where my bike was hit was bent. Then started the bad part. I started to scold myself for not watching properly at the incident site. Then I couldn't go back to that place and had to head towards the college in a lameless manner. I drove slowly at a maximum of 30 km per hour after that because my bike was unbalanced. Then I went to Om Hospital to meet a friend of mine to collect some money that I had lend him some days ago in order to get my bike fixed. Even there he didn't had money with him at the moment and we had to go to the bank to collect money. Finally he arranged a cheque form one of his collegues but .... the bank was not open in the hospital premise. So we went out had a cup of tea and smoked and then returned back to the hospital. Finally the bank opened and I had some money with me.
Then I headed towards my college and left my bike to get fixed in a nearby garage. The mechanic get it fixed and I paid 2500 Rs. Through out the day I tried to call that police officer at the accident site to know if he has memorised the bike number of the one that hit me. But I couldn't reach him. I thanked my luck that I was in one piece. Later at evening I went to Collins for GRE and then headed back to the same police station and talked with the same policeman. But he denied remembering the number of the bike and I had no other option than to go home helplessly. I didn't tell my parents about what had happened. Just had my dinner and went to my room. All this time I was feeling bad that I had a very bad time and had to waste my money in the maintenance of my bike.

Nevertheless, I was fine with only few bruises........

LIFE AND EXPERIENCES: This LIfe

LIFE AND EXPERIENCES: This LIfe: Sometimes I feel pretty astonished by the way things are going on around me. Life is an unexperienced journey that each of the surviving in...

This LIfe

Sometimes I feel pretty astonished by the way things are going on around me. Life is an unexperienced journey that each of the surviving individual is trying to figure out. They are trying to feel how life feels, all these chemical reactions going on inside us makes us feel or react to all the incidents. Life has been an unexpected journey where we are usually crying over the occurances going on in around us. We don't know what will happen next in daily living, so life has been a new exploration at every step for all of us.

I am also a part of this tapestry of new experiences of daily incidents called as life. Sometimes people near us don't care about us when they should and sometimes people from whom we are not expecting much are caring for us. Even the fortune tellers are not the exact predictors of our life. They can't tell when we will be doing good in life and there is a certain answer to all activities, death. An untimely death is never predictable. So, what should be expected from others when all that matters is how we are reacting towards any incident, situation, event or lively activities.

A friend of mine threw a party yesterday for being able to get a government job. He was a former colleague of the place where I work. In fact, nobody had expected that from him. Such people are really rare who calls upon others to share their joys, I mean who call the former  work mates. Because most of the times people are centered towards their current surroundings. Anyway, we ate and drank and we enjoyed the event. It was a small party and the attendants were few as well, all knowing each other. There should have been a party indeed because these days it is hard to get government jobs and moreover the recruitment process took so long, more than a year, that no one expects to be selected for that position as there is uncertainty of the length of selection procedure.

Times when being with friends are short, as we usually say, as they are good times that everyone enjoys. The biological clock inside our head makes us feel so and this clock thing makes us feel long durations even for short periods of sadness. I have been out of my studies and trying for abroad studies for about one and a half year and this time has really been torturous and i feel longer than the four year period of my studies of undergraduates. Fuck this time and fuck everything. I am still trying and I am certain that i will definitely be successful in my quest no matter what. Life is a flowing air or water or whatever but we never give up. This is the nature of every living being, otherwise we are no more living in this earth. We usually complain about a lot of things related to life but never think if that has occured to others as well. Even a small prick in our muscles feels the greatest pain than seeing a person without body parts. We have been so selfish. May be this is because of all those chemicals that resides inside our body and keeps on travelling through out our body and makes us feel different at different situations.

All I want to say now is, lets control those chemicals, and lets feel plain for all incidents. Lets try to be cool rather than hot, flexible than arrogant, fashionable than sexy and better than fakingly trying to be the best.

उनकै सम्झनामा (In her memory)

Dear all,
This poem is related to love and the sweet memories of love and pain at the same time. So, while you go through it u might find things unmatching. The primary language used is Nepali (from  NEPAL). I've tried to translate it to English, but the translation might deviate the feelings that are nicely expressed in Nepali. Go through it and enjoy.


भावनाका समयमा फुलेका ति फुलहरु     (the flowers that bloom during the time of feelings)
मायामा रमाउँदा भएका ति भुलहरु        (the mistakes that happened while being lost in love) 
सम्झनाका कोशेलिझै सम्भालेर राखेको छु  (have saved them like gift of the my past memories) 
जिन्दगिको भुमरीमा जसोतसो बाँचेको छु । (have barely lived through the vicious circle of life. )  


पिँडाबिच सम्भाल्या छु मुटुको यो सँघारमा (am preserved in-between the corners of crevices heart) 
आकाशझैं फराकिलो जिन्दगीको दोधारमा  (like wider skies in the junctions of life ) 
भावनाका समयमा फुलेका ति फुलहरु     (the flowers that bloom during the time of feelings) 
मायामा रमाउँदा भएका ति भुलहरु ।      (the mistakes that happened while being lost in love)   


चिनो जस्तै भएको छ गरिएका भेटहरु   (our meetings have become like tokens ) 
मनमनै सजाएर राखिएका चोटहरु       (the beautifully decorated and preserved wound ) 
भावनाका समयमा फुलेका ति फुलहरु    (the flowers that bloom during the time of feelings) 
मायामा रमाउँदा भएका ति भुलहरु ।     (the mistakes that happened while being lost in love)