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Before Yule started, a student faced jail for his hate email against erstwhile President, who not only destroyed the delicate balance of trust and faith with Middle east clans but also shattered the faith of Young people in Asia. We learned lesson; there are telescreens, everywhere around us, watching hearing us. Big boss spare no one.

Before Yule started, The mother earth learned a lesson When she was yearning for change. The pursuit for mankind economic growth, self-interest  leading to face breakage in the delicate ecosystem. All big boss paid was staggering amount to turn every carbon inflicted lad silent.  The lesson; We cannot change the big boss, They can change us, They can change our thought.

Every day we  kill our own brothers, turns  nuclear war head towards  erstwhile friends  Every Year, We pay unimaginable price for nuclear arsenals and shows empty hand to poor people dying in starvation. Dying off curable diseases. The lesson; We never realized what history told us, we repeat the history.

The traces of  every shameful years are in some way out same. I will find no differences. The lust for weapons, power and money has lead us to such level sometime I refuse myself  as human being.

You cannot divide time but you of course remember the moment of time. The time when something went terribly right. And the time taught us keep faith on God, keep faith on hope, hope for  new world, and  the time for the world that change us forever.

Happy New Year!

A young feisty cadre or called it comrade formal way, immediately approach the supremo in mustache, all these welcomer’s looks like engineered for extremely powerful rhetoric , ensuing crowd to react emotionally or called it erratically. The moment already charged with the republic spirit, electrifying mind & soul, along with their coterie watching & handling scuffling crowds. The charming calm comrade in rows seated in plastic chairs are better known for their sublime skill in provokingly witty impromptu, intertwined with new republica words literally never heard before, perhaps I just became a citizen of fledgy republic, the mix is in the speech which sounded like a biter spat, like bellowing out for the common reason, so impeccable line to replete the poor man thrust for justice, in fact it deepen in the heart of followers. As crowd applaud, his forehead nerves widens like he turns in severe anaemia. His skin flickers in blue, dry and pale and continue evoking crowds with breathtakingly speech. He interrupt his speech, In sudden crowd calm down in pin dropped silent, a second he inhale fresh air, raise his feast and his palm signaling to wait. Next few second, Before magnifying two socket to back side underdogs, he hunch a bit to navigate the front row crowds, he points people and ask – “Now tell me, is this the changes we were looking for?” he said with hypnotized look. My eyes encounter his terrifying nerves bugling fresh bloods, looks like the it signal to transfuse blood from the reservoirs, i can see it pumps fast flowing blood towards forehead, neck And then I see The facial color clearly changing. He recharged again for flawless revolutionary speech. Crowd seems turn crazy. He declares in high pitch ..”Unelected defeated puppet rules you, the winner are thrown out. Is it call People’s Nepal. How you define our verdict?, you tell me ..you ..you I meant you ”

He stares at me. I felt embarrass and turned back and looked. To my surprise, All were actually staring at me.  The index finger was pointing to me. I was confused and sweating. “Yes gentleman, you tell me how do you define people’s verdicts?”

I winced, hesitated, then finally stutter:” It’s you ..u..u..u..comrade..you deserve”

His birds eyes focused towards the edge of crowds with a over loud voice. He gracefully announced “Its people that says so we have to bring down the system again. We must establish the supreme power of people. Let our martyrs dream not go in vain. Are you ready for the ultimate revolts, my dear comrade?”

The voice in harmony like the chorus sings in synchronized as it felt like all vowed in one loudest voice I had ever heard .. “YES! ….YES!! …. YES!!!..we are!”

The YES echoed made through my eardrum. The “YES” hits so hard that I had to shake,shuffle & bang my head to flush the vibration.

Its been a month, even after reaching thousands of mile away. I hear echo dominantly. It started from one ear and gradually shifted to the next. I checked up thoroughly, my doctor says I am weak. He has prescribed some multivitamins but My echo stubbornly  desist all the vitamins I consume everdays.

I wonder how should I get rid of it, Please help My dear Supremo?

And, I was certainly a part of it, and as seemingly reflecting my fear, fear in regretting of entrusting something I own, fear of my own belief that unconvincingly so rare that I or many  Nepalese could have hardly thought of. Thought of Fear, when  ATM refused to give away  own hard earned money, fear reign when my own bank refused me to accept my valid cheque with a reason that so  rare and shockingly weird.

Out of fear, fear of fear, It deeply rooted in my tiny child brain, how naive foundation gripped our financial domain? How flimsy banking system we owned? How poor crisis management policy we have? most of all, how utterly shame government we have, who just give damn about the crisis, citing it like a normal incident?  I thought one second, why the hell the crisis exploded at first. The flawed note that sits in godawn of Nation bank landed from the most corrupt nation in the world left a clear mark that we have untrustworthy system who perhaps wants to use the very note by creating fake crisis in the country. Was it the gamble our very government trying to play with us or was it the former looters-bandits-with-rampant-impunity that stays gracefully in the mainstream politics who has power (and reason) to create crisis to bring down the nation economic heartbeats or was it the upcoming federal structure that perhaps will conclude in about a year &  its mafia lord who want to create separate sovereign  financial system in the  state or was it a plot of our so called friendly neighbor. I can call it anything I want because like you at this moment, I am furious.

Let me cool down, And call it unfortunate incident or poor management or call  it  a mother of all shame.

Though a moment of respite appears in horizon but the crisis has left significant jitter which should not be taken lightly. Now, so called non-elected-senior-cabinet-member-of-nepal-government if have a little shame, have a little conscience of accountability,  at least for shame-shake form high-level-commission &  investigate the matter and take appropriate action.

Sometime I feel someone experimenting with this nation. Indeed, It looks like convincing, everything is so experimenting here.

I wish wonderful happy healthy prosperous Dashain everyone.