Gaijatra in Kirtipur.
“Mahamahim Bhittey Rastrapati of Nepal” is what cracked me up !
“Why the hell these Maobadi are so fidgety after returning from America?”
My colleague is furious today. We usually talk about computer, photography, girls, momo and simple stuffs. Rarely do we indulge in politics and politicians. But today, he is furious.
“Why do they want Nepali Congress so desperately to join the government? Why do they feel their asses in the sling with Nepali Congress in the opposition?”
Normally, I would have tried to respond to his queries and share my opinions. Today, I just want to listen to him. He is almost double the age than I am. He is a good guy. Ingenuous. Good hearted. Smiling. Jovial while having conversation. A friend. A father. Hardworking. Responsible. Wise.
He is also a bit skeptical and not so optimistic about the new government, led by the CPN Maoist.
“The so called revolutionary budget, it has not been even endorsed by the Constituent Assembly yet. Muji haru, what are they (CA members) doing all these months? Getting fat like pig on 40 thousand worth check every month?”
Oh, this must have really ticked him off today. I simply nod my head side ways. “Tehi ta bhanya”.
I am really not sure whether the budget proposal drafted by Finance Minister Dr Baburam Bhattarai has been passed through the Legislature Parliament (presently, the CA is also the Legislature Parliament in our case). But, yeah the 601 CA members must be having fun all along. No work. Yes salary. Total fun. And now that the Indian government has donated buses to transport the CA members to and fro the CA Building (the BICC), there should be nothing except fun.
A glass of milk tea ordered from the canteen is resting magnificently on his table. It’s getting colder; his indignation, the otherwise. Cold tea, however, is not bothering him right now.
“Who is going to trust these Maobadi? America still lists Maoist as terrorist. World Bank and donor nations have been hurling money to Nepal only because of such sorry-ass state the country is in. And they will keep on doing that to some extent – no matter which party leads the government. Out of pity, out of compulsion – not out of generosity. But how the heck Baburam imagined foreign donation and financial assistances to cover almost half of his revolutionary budget?”
I admit that it’s not possible. His tirade continues.
“And now they are changing the name of the party. What the heck for? What sort of revolutionary farce is this now? Donations as expected not coming? Why so shaky after the US visit? Why do they need Nepali Congress in the coalition now?”
Khoi khoi. That’s a lot of questions whose answers I am really unclear about. Everything just remains to be seen. Just wait and see.
“They say their ultimate goal is People’s Republic and they start their people centric campaign by treating the street-vendors like lowlife criminals.”
He bursts out into short faint laughter. Sardonic. Acerbic. “Be prepared for a glorious nation of the People’s Republic of Nepal”.
His tea, by this time, is almost cold.
Things change. And, things do not change.
The kingdom of Nepal is now Democratic Republic of Nepal. Change, yeah. We might get another change, as the Maoists leaders in their central committee meeting were demanding for “People’s Republic of Nepal”.
It’s not the same CHANGE Barak Obama is dreaming about or John McCain preaching about. But it’s a change nonetheless.
We also had a change of Kumari. So long Rubina Shakya. Three-year-old Matina Shakya will now be presiding inside the Kumari-ghar, Basantapur Kathmandu. So much for the tradition and culture. Something do not change… need not change.. may not change.
The anti-religious Maoists want to keep on alert. They do not want to provoke the Newars of the valley, twice in a row. They must have realized it when their voting pool went against them during the Indra-jatra Fiasco. So keep alert. They do not want to jeopardize their future “sure-shot” voting pool by abolishing the Living Goddesses.
The Goddesses are here to stay. The only change we will see is the face, until the next menstruation, until the Goddess is tainted, sinned, doomed! Some ten years to go. People would no longer then worship her. Neither would they touch her feet with devotion. Goddess. Tainted. Sinned. Doomed.
It was heart wrecking seeing Rubina cry.