Monday, April 20, 2015

Dorokha Deserves a Better Man-Made Setting PART-I

Being an active contributor of empty bottles here in Dorokha for the last three years, I look back to yester years and piled bottles around with much insight and questions. I just wonder how Dorokha could manage to empty up so many bottles.











 



A tiny place, we called a town here hardly takes five minutes to make a thorough trip. This brief five minutes’ walk would formally and methodically orient any fresh visitors to the actual life we lead and are leading here. Variety of empty bottle mountains, mounded in so many artistic and non artistic ways by the sideways of each shop gives a first impression that bar runs the best here, and with a few more days of hang-about would definitely confirm your first impression the right impression.
I do not have much knowledge about other places owing to less travels I made to date, but I believe we drink a lot here. In the midst of our occasional session I often ask myself; why do we drink? 
Every time the question crop up in my mind, I note different grounds to drink for different people at differing times, but in Dorokha people usually drink to kill the time.
Here, drinking is an entertainment, it’s a work out, it’s a social media, and it’s a news channel and so on… I remember a friend of mine narrating a story of how a teacher placed in a secluded area became addicted to alcohol and had to undergo rehabilitation programme for so long to do away with the habit, at least he succeeded in leaving the drinks to live but there are many who fails. The most interesting part of the story is that every time he presses the switch on button of his Television, he used to murmur “had you been there”, (meaning had there been TV, he would not have gone for drinks) the man finds pleasure in TV and even has myriad stories of how he would pile up stones only to peep into neighbors TV room through well curtained windows. It denotes that human need options to be good or something not so good would tie them up.

I wonder if a similar story could unfold here, because we cannot play here unless one doesn't mind getting hospitalized for a slight fall on stone carpeted grounds, one cannot watch TV unless you don’t mind repairing it on weekly basis due to thunder storm and lighting and on top that hide and seek kind of power supply makes it even worse, reading doesn’t have a place here as of now and recurrent power cuts and slow connectivity doesn’t favor internet either.
Amid such complexity, Dorokha is a beautiful place and one can find so much here if one wishes to find, climate wise you will experience a brief moderate before and after the sub-tropical summer unless one welcomes alpine with the turn of December till March. Our dear Amochu gush down the foot of the very hill you dwell and snow caped mountain up the hill top timely reminds us of growing Himalaya’s presence northward, historically we live in one of the oldest and biggest Drungkhag with the earliest inhabitants (Doyas/Lhops). With all its naturals’ settings, Dorokha deserve a quality man-made setting too…
 what NEXT........??????????    To be continued….

Note:-this article is base on my personal experience and observation over three years and it has no intention to hurt anybody directly or indirectly.... 

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Helicopter in Dorokha....

H
elicopter in Dorokha...! are you kidding chum? I joked with Mr. Wang few weeks ago when he first shared the news, but it landed here for the first time in all its history. As it descended down the valley, the children rushed out all in excitement as if they were to invited for a ride around, the villagers from far flung catchments all jumping and soaking in summer’s heat came by to have a closer look. “All my life I saw it fly over like an eagle high above and to see it land here today is a dream like reality, it’s really great and life is changing”, said an elderly man with all smiles. “Yeah bajay! (nepali term for an elderly man). All we need is a longer life to experience all new, new” I replied. Amid our brief conversation, he moves nearer to atleast touch it for himself while all others got busy posing with the best possible smiles on their cameras and cell phones to proudly carve a memory with the best of their looks, whilst some wanted to get in there if permitted.  
Whatever the business, it had the best of impact on education anyhow. Now it would be absolutely easier to teach types of transportation or the advantages of air transport. Over the year I found it easier to teach them land transport due to its everyday association with their lives while it’s hard to teach the advantages and disadvantages of air and water transport especially to smaller kids. Now that they have firsthand experience on air transport I already made the next wish of taking my children to see water transport by Amochu bank, if they would ever do a survey on Torsa Khola power project by water or if tourism council would use this rich resources for rafting in the area.
my memoir with helicopter in Dorokha

Apart from achieving its planed task, BPC did educate the students in Dorokha middle Secondary School (now central school) as students experienced the new experience. Like Bajay said; life is changing and I thought, it’s good that it’s changing, so I pose tapped a memoir myself too, LOL…

note:- This article This article was written on 12th September 2014, when helicopter came to dorokha for transporting BPC equipments to Sombeykha. The article was inspired by an elderly man’s reaction on seeing the Helicopter… the man poses behind me. the photo will be uploaded very soon...