Step Into My Shoes..

On our way to work today, when we'd stopped by for our brekky, the guy at the deli asked what language we were speaking in. We told him it was Nepalese, and like I expected, he asked us how we said, "Hello" in our language. You see, we don't really have a "hello" in our language now, do we? You'd say it was Namaste. But it's way too formal. Something you'd use only to your elders or something you say out of respect to someone like a teacher or a boss. You don't go 'Namaste' to your friends. We told him it was 'Namaste' anyways. Then he asked, what was "Thank you". Hey, that was easy. "Dhanyabaad". When he couldn't wrap his tongue around the word, I asked to write it down for him. I wrote the नमस्ते and धन्यवाद . He told us there was this Nepali girl he liked and he wanted to impress her. He asked how we said, "You have beautiful eyes" in Nepalese. My friend and I looked at each other li...

I remember one time when I was doing my Bachelors(ooh  I made it sound as if it was good many years ago). It was during our second year,(which was in 2007…4 good years ago) that we had our psychology classes. On one of those, Mr. Baldy-cum-fatty asked us to write and just write about whatever that comes to our minds. And naturally, I started writing about me. Who else?? I know no one better than myself.  So here's something that's about me. It's something I've been meaning to write..not entirely for being read but for the clarity of mind. I don't think many of those who will read this one will go as far as the ending…but what the hell. Name is Ranjana Thapa Magar. Been speaking Nepali language right from the very first word. But I also speak Magaranti and English. And like most of the other Nepalese people, I understand Hindi and may be speak, if not fluently, just okay. And right now, I'm learning French. My mother's from a remote village in Sy...