It was a normal Friday and I was bored, nothing
much to do and no electricity as well . Sitting in
the room was getting too monotonous. I started
to gaze out of the window. It was partly sunny
and wind blowing. At a distance I could see
some Buddhist prayer flags dancing along the
wind, it made me startled and I continued
watching for a while. Then I got up and decided
to walk around for a while. With my headphones
on and wearing a loose t-shirt and a short I
started to walk around Anamnagar.
As I began my walk it felt beautiful, the wind in
my face, a bit of long hair of mine being blown
and Linkin park in my ears. As I continued, it
turned to be too sunny out of nowhere. Now I
was in dilemma regarding whether to turn back
or march ahead .Coincidently a tempo came by
and luckily it had seats.so I continued on, seeing
the places from back of the tempo since it was
almost empty. Now uglyz started to bring maya
in my ears and I was passing by
Bhrikutimandap…the garbage smell made my
nose twitch. The trees and falling leaves on the
street on its shade near the tourism ministry
made me feel better. I smiled.
Now the tempo was heading towards Kathmandu
mall. The striking rays had been a bit gracious
and soft. Watching the vehicles,smokes, the big
Tudhikhel ,marbled sahid gate and people, the
journey continued in the safa tempo. I was blank
but don’t know why was feeling good. The tempo
reached Kathmandu mall and stopped amongst
the crowd of other safa tempos, I got down
handed the fair to the lady driver and stood in
front of mall, wind started to blow once again
and sun became faint.
Bought a bottle of water and sat in the stairs of
mall for a while shuffling through songs and
checking the fb. After half and hour I walked in
and looked here and there. Few stuffs were cool
and got my eyes but hadn’t carried enough
money. Saw a pretty girl in shop felt like
watching her for a while but avoided neither
could get in to look her because it was ladies
shop. Smiled again, now parelima played in my
ears by 1974 AD and I laughed alone. It was
almost 3:30 pm and I felt hungry. I left the mall
and headed towards sundhara of course for the
momos.
People were beginning to gather around the area
as it was beginning of the evening market
though it wasn’t crowded. With few push and
bangs I reached the place and asked for a plate
of momo, ate it looking at the dark sky which
was almost bright when I entered the mall. The
tummy was more than happy. After that I began
walking towards Basantpur .Now bob Dylan was
speaking to my ears saying answer Is blowing in
the wind and it kind of felt magical. Dark sky,
soft wind and of course blowing dust. I reached
there, started to climb the stairs of the big
monument in the centre of Basantapur and sat
there facing Hanuman Dhoka .I called a friend to
come over.
As I began to glare around lot of things came in
my mind. I was full of energy. My eyes caught a
pigeon on the roof of well-crafted monument
across mine. They were many of them but it was
alone, it rarely was moving. I felt exactly same at
that moment .The pigeon was me.I was in a
country which is so well crafted and trying to
break through but not able, just barely moving
and all alone. I was hoping when it will fly and
then saw a foreigner taking its picture .I thought
she came all way long for this and I being here
rarely do what she was doing. I smiled again
looking at the pigeon thinking I did great today, I
lived the city being alive.
Suddenly drops of pears started to fall from
gloomy sky and the pigeon flew, got mixed to its
crowd .I felt happy and laughed .Seeing
Basantapur in rain is mesmerizing and feeling it
in your hands and standing at top feels like being
on top of the world of art, history and joy .Being
there feels peace and seeing the pigeon fly gave
a glimpse of me flying, surely someday. Then my
friend arrived a bit drenched. We chatted for a
while and as the rain got low, we rode off amidst
the uncertainty ahead but with the smell of rain
and the beauty of the city around.
Words: Sanket Sapkota
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