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All about Us

I am an ordinary person and I have lived an ordinary life. I keep discovering myself every day. I have always been drawn by mysterious philosophies that revolves around human emotions, sentiments and the life we live. Isn’t it strange how people behave in a certain way? How events occur and how it leads to a situation that we never even imagined we would be in? My story with A is something like that. I have always been teased by P, my best friend regarding the possibility of A and me being together in a relationship. I was never to know, her innocent yet casual thought would come true in the most awkward and unlikely scenario.

A was working since last few years in the same company that I work in. He was the only Nepali in this company before I joined. I had had few conversations with him over Facebook which was generally regarding how the company was, the working environment and so on. Even though we graduated from the same university, I had never met him. I had only heard of him.

When I arrived at B city to work, I hadn’t informed him of my exact date of arrival. When I arrived at the place where I was supposed to stay, there he was, at the corridor of the same floor where my room was booked. My first thought was, damn I should have informed him about my arrival! Then we just exchanged an awkward conversation and he wished me goodnight and went back to his room.

As I opened the door of my new room, I had no idea I was opening the door to my new life with the person I just saw and met at the corridor. I entered the room that night and took a deep breath, I was relaxed and excited to be where I was. I came to B city because I wanted a life of my own, independence is something I’ve always loved and freedom is what I had longed for. Living with my parents at K city was a safe but boring option. Especially at that time, I really wanted to get away from the responsibilities for a while. I wondered why did I have to meet him there that too in a purely co-incidental manner. I could not help thinking this could be some kind of a sign, but at the same time I laughed it out loud(literally).  I told myself that my imagination is silly and dismissed this fancy idea. I was not looking for a relationship at that time and as it turned out later, neither was A!

As days passed by, I seldom thought about it again. But there was something in him that I was drawn to, not exactly in a romantic way but I liked talking to him. We went along pretty well and we talked for long hours. But I was not particularly fond of his careless attitude towards his life. His friends would always brag about how good looking he was and how girls would buzz around him like bees buzzed around a flower. To me he was just an ordinary guy. One time I even told his friend that he is just an ordinary guy, not so special and there are many guys like him in Nepal, his friend did not quite like my candid expression about one of his closest friend, obviously!! Duhh!!!

As I got to know him more, my perceived idea of him and his natural self always contradicted. He was nice, humble, down to earth and logical guy.

There were frequent casual conversations with him after that which lead to knowing him more. He had well adapted to the environment he was in for over 5 years. He had little expression on his face, had a nice smile, seldom looked me in the eye when we talked. This made me look into him more, made me want to find more. I didn’t have a  slightest clue what was in store for us and I guess neither did he. Everytime I met him, the depth of his light eyes had some ethereal appeal to it. The more I looked into it, more it drew me to it. We were hanging out with the same circle of friends. This meant, having dinner together, going out to the city together and all other group activities. By this time, we had established a certain kind of relationship. Our friends used to tease us on our favoritism for the fellow countrymen. I guess in a way I brought him a little piece of Nepal in B city. I frequently held dinner parties in my room and treated everyone with Nepali food but A enjoyed it the most. We celebrated festivals together and it bonded us, yet we were unaware of what was to happen.

Then slowly, I wanted to be around him more, wanted to breathe in the same air he breathed out. When I look back now, those conversations at dinner, times spent playing cards after dinner were little excuses to spend more time with him, be with him. When I think now, why was it that I wanted to be in his company, the only thing that comes to my mind is how simple it was for me to be happy and carefree when he was around. How easily he made me laugh and how contempt he would look when I smiled at his jokes. Yes this was it for me, the simplicity of life and simplicity of being myself when he was around, the simplicity of him being himself when I was around.

He is a simple kind hearted person who cannot not make anyone sad. But yet he is very strong willed and knows what he wants. He wanted simple things for himself. He is emotional, sentimental, a tiny bit of self centered and human in every possible way. The person who was to come in my life, was him. It was not so easy for me to accept what was happening. The little confusions existed in the beginning. I tried to escape from what I was feeling. When A first asked me the possibility of us being together, I had been hesitant and reluctant to verbally accept him and say “yes” but my actions were a clear yes.

In a way, I had stopped believing in mad love. I had given up the idea of head over heels in love and convinced myself it only existed in fairy tales. I thought I would grow to love someone I lived with, I didn’t believe in the idea of crazy love at that point in life. The idea of romance, the sweet pain and longing that comes with it was missing in my life at that time. Although I have always had this surreal almost perfect idea of love and romance, I thought it didn’t exist in reality.

But love knows nothing, it does not tell right from wrong, it does not distinguish good from bad, it has no boundaries and it flows, it cannot be captured nor confound. It knows no language and it knows no evil.  And just like that love happened for us as well. And the rest as they say “is history”.

You and Me

P.S: Happy Anniversary A.


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Lets talk about sports today, ..err ….or lets talk about my relationship with sports.
Since childhood, I have never participated in any kinds of sports, yes I spilled it out; I’m not very proud of it :(. The only sports I remember playing is badminton with my “tole ko saathi haru”(friends from my colony) during winter vacation. Other than that until 10th grade, I do not remember participating in any other sports, the only physical activity that I did in school was participate in dance classes, those too were only twice a week for about 2 hours. Besides this, I remember participating in basketball tournament in grade 11 but ended up never playing the match. Its not that sports does not interest me. I have watched football since my teenage days, cheering the teams my brother and Bua cheered for. I have always supported Argentina, while I have always been against Brazil. I remember shouting out for France during 1998 FIFA world cup finals. My interest in football starts and ends at world cup matches and few of the EPL matches.
On the other hand, A is very much into sports. He has always played one or other form of sport since his childhood. He tells me stories of how his uncle used to entice him with sweet candies to go swimming when he was little. He tells me stories of playing inter tole cricket tournaments, playing football and cricket at University, playing basketball and badminton. So even here in B city, once or twice a day in a week, he indulges in his sporty pleasures like Badminton or Tennis or Basketball. He is known as a sporty cool guy here (Yo!!), he kinda has a reputation (I know this is going to make him proud or his nak thulo- literally translates to big nose in Nepali). So, this means either I have to do something else on his sports evening or I have to go with him and play.
Its not that I don’t like to play. I always tell A, “If I could, I would”(I’m a big Jack Johnson fan :P), but I guess this is just an excuse to save myself from public display of my abilities (or rather inabilities) at sports in front of his friends. The first month I arrived here, we went to play basketball. I thought I played pretty well for a beginner(well, thats what I thought :P). But guess what, for the next game I was not even invited!!!!! They said they really want to practice the game, so Pro’s only :(. After this I didn’t even bother to ask when the basketball evening was. Then, my next attempt was “Tennis”. Well, my maternal uncles play tennis very well, they’ve even competed in national levels, but until that day I hadn’t even held a tennis bat in my hand. So, I told A in advance, I will take a book with me… just in case. That day, I hit a few balls, A briefed me basic rules, and I played for some time. It was fun. But I knew I slowed down the game, so I volunteered to sit on the bench and read a book (which I have to admit, I enjoyed more!!). After this, A would occasionally ask me to join him while he played tennis and I could read a book on the bench. But I’d rather read a book at the comfort of my room with plenty of lights and I wouldn’t be bothered by mosquitoes as well!!
The next attempt was “Badminton”. Now, I did play badminton as a kid, but I know nothing about professional badminton. A and his friends were practicing for a friendly Badminton match organized by the PR team.

A and his fellow partner at their best during the competition 🙂

They went to practice quite often but I didn’t join them as I would be slowing them down with my less than amateurish attempts. I went on the day of the match. Thai people are very very good at badminton. They were like WOW, I had never seen the game being played so fiercely…. courtesy of me not watching sports channel that often. A’s team won one match and lost one match. They played ok ok. So when we were ready to go back, I just grabbed the racket and played for sometime. It was so much fun, I liked it a lot. Obviously I didn’t even know the basics but I was finally pleased to find a sport that I can enjoy and I can join A to play :).
Early this week, A, me and his friends to play Badminton. We played for two hours, I didn’t play continuously but I did play for quite sometime :).

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