Sunday, February 9, 2020

A Milestone In A Long Run

September 11, 2018|SPORTS
The date August 1, 2018 is marked with with golden letters because this is the day Nepal played its first ever one day International cricket match. Every Nepalese cricket fans had waited for this day for a long time and finally it knocked on the door. Without having to wait much longer, the victory came after two days on second O.D.I. and  boy, what a nerve-cracking win that was, with just a single run. It could not have been better scripted and who else deserved more than our very own captain, Mr. Paras Khadka to lead it. We welcomed both of these historic days with pride and jubilation..This was the first step towards a big tomorrow to get established as the formidable cricketing giant. In this world of power, possession and identity, Nepal has always been isolated and suffered identity crisis for decades. Kudos to some of  the blessings, nature has put on us, we often get to quote ourselves as "land of Everest" or "a small yet beautiful country on lap of Himalayas in south-east Asia where Buddha was born" if not merely Federal Democratic Republic of Nepal.
Perhaps this is the reason we get an inch or half ultra emotional and react instantly even in slightest of matter whenever country is  in stake.Fair enough, a child doing his best to defend his old and ill mother whenever neighbors  demean her.
However, hopefully this particular day on calendar will be a milestone for both cricket's and country's future if they both really behold. At least our cricketers are roaring so; if not now Never !!



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Personally, cricket has never been just one more sport to relish.It is a mere reflection and reminiscence of my growing up. Children usually have two categories; the disciplined ones and the mischievous one. It might come surprising for someone who knows me well now but i belonged to the former one. However, even being the good one, if someone asks my mother what one thing about me that made her life difficult those days, she would say my cricket bat and ball.Believe me i have cleaned countless dishes and washed plenty of clothes as the punishment for being home late; Used to leave at early morning with that empty belly and return back at late dusk with the same empty belly but with heart full of joy victory(well certainly, not always!). Every Saturday, those promises to return by lunch time were never been kept  unless she knows where i am playing and decides to do one or two batting by herself. It seems funny now but things turned out pretty serious when my teachers once had to come on field to meet on their home-visit trip just a day before some terminal examination from school.Oh Good ol' days !! Innit?
Even today, when we old mates from the school and hometown catch up, every memories we talk about includes cricket. My first outing, my first fight, my first cigarette and my first girlfriend, there is nothing where cricket does not get involved and so it does to all of my friends growing up  along with me.So when the stake is on cricket, it is not only passion that rises up but also endless emotions.



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I was never a child prodigy and destined for the sport( I guess i should accept it by now(*sighs*)) . I was just the passionate one if not the gifted one. But we always had a formidable  team.We were winners,weren't we? Still today, whenever i step into the field, i absolutely hate to lose and play with all my heart out.It gives me that adrenaline rush that no other object in the world will ever reach close to.In particular, it all dates back to the faint memory of 2003 ICC World Cup and since then it has been a beautiful journey together growing up as a cricket fan.It is why when these 11 players play on red and blue jersey on the field, i play along with them under these four walls.Congratulations team for the first victory.This is just the beginning. A beginning of a new journey and good luck guys for the exciting journey ahead. Make us Proud . Jay Chandra Surya !!
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NEW YORK

April 14, 2019
     The city looks so ceremonious although she has homed countless  grievances for years. She is rigid and southern storm hasn't shaken her either. Many scorchingly hot Marchs came and gone by, so did the freezing Decembers.But there she is, tall and strong like a mother overseeing her numerous children.   Her children, they  are so close yet so far to her. She has been both loved and hated, seen both opulence and poverty; kindness and misanthropy, witnessed both unseparable friendship and fierce enmity, she has seen it all.   



       Sadly, nobody saw or even tried to see her until today.Today, when i gazed this magnificent city for one last time before i depart back to DC, the city which i call home at least for now,  I saw the darkness in her. She figured out i caught her unarmed; she could no longer equivocate her melancholy. Then she lowered and slowly whispered "Help Me Please !".   I was both astounded and shaken at the same time. It felt like Dumbledore asking me to help him protect Hogwarts from Lord Voldemort. I replied "I don't even belong here, how can i help you?" and then she said, "You can at least write about me" . 
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Welcome to the collections of my blissful imperfections

 Future, the word is an interesting wordplay. At once your father asks "Why don't you ever think about your future ? " At another instance your friend mocks you of thinking too much about it. Well, i guess the trick resides between too little and too much  the same way our present resides between our past and the future !! 






The Beginning | Howard University

May 9, 2019
         It's still vivid on my mind when i first arrived here in States for my undergraduate studies. The evening of August 14th, 2015 , I along with two other friends cum roommates  landed to this land of dreams. My uncle picked us up from Dulles Airport and we went to his place in Virginia; tried to have some sleep to overcome the jet-lag. My first time on jet and i took a big leap of two approximately 18 hours of  flight time( 4 hours from Kathmandu to Dubai, 7 hours from Dubai to Amsterdam and 7 from Amsterdam to Washington) not to forget layover of another 7 over Amsterdam.   And very next day, we caught the train straight to DC, and reached Howard thanks to the GPS and also to the people who gave us directions and inst ructions on the train.   


        Obviously, i was as excited as i could be. I grew up as a Harry Potter fan and was always fascinated  by the British and American schooling system of being completely  away from parents and taking each decision on your own; complete summer break and last but  not least having different building and hall names based on certain people mostly. Although Harry Potter was a complete fiction with existence of magical world, it more or less planted on my mind how overall schools or colleges systems are here in United States and England .  The feeling of starting a college in United States which i noticed later that ,was my desire from early age within my subconscious mind. So i was over the moon. 
       We had almost  arranged our housing from Nepal already. After the orientation, we called our prospective landlord and went straight to see the place which was probably 5 miles away from the campus with public bus and metro accessible.That might not have been the best bet looking back now but that was the best option for us at that time and we agreed for the lease. since the landlord was familiar with Nepal , which is very rare down here in DC, it was obviously a plus. And yes like that,  journey of Howard for next four years/eight semesters  embarked. 
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