Dashain's 'homework' aka 'nightmare'

I have a nightmare when I think about the homework and school exams given during the long Dashain-Tihar holidays. When the holidays were over, I would rush through my homework. When we returned to the hostel from the holidays, we would have many stories to tell our friends, many topics to talk about.

kartik 8, 2082

Dikxita Karki

Dashain's 'homework' aka 'nightmare'

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My childhood was never normal. When I was young, I had to mix with many places and societies. I grew up with many different societies. Sometimes I grew up in the Newari community of Machhegaun, sometimes I lived in a Christian 'orphanage'. Everyone there was Christian. We always went to church on Sundays. Then I grew up with relatives who were Hindus.

 

My grandfather was a yoga guru. We used to do yoga every morning. He used to teach yoga to people in the community every morning. In this way, I grew up with many different communities. Perhaps that upbringing did not keep me tied to a specific religion. Perhaps my way of thinking also broadened due to mixing with different places and different communities. 

Machhegaun is my grandmother's hometown. I lived there for about 1/2 a year. There was always something going on in Machhegaun. For example, since it was a settlement of the Newa community, there was a Lakhe dance. I would go nearby and watch the Lakhe dance. What was Lakhe? I was very curious. So it was very fun to watch the Lakhe dance. There was a Mha Puja, which is my 'favorite' puja. How fun it is to worship your own body. I recently found out that I was also born on the day of Mha Puja. It was even more fun to know that. 

At that time, there was no road in Machhegaon, no pitch road. As far as I can remember, there was dust flying on the road, on the stone-paved road. The people there were doing business. All the neighbors had grocery stores. One of my neighbors sold sweets. Newari sweets were available there. That was also my favorite shop. Jerry's is my favorite! Everyone in Machhegaon was a shopkeeper. After growing up in an orphanage for some time, I grew up in Machhegaon. While growing up in the orphanage, the pastor's father had his own church. We called that orphanage 'Princess Home'. The pastor's father and mother were also musicians. They were the ones who opened that orphanage. That's why our upbringing was very musical. Growing up there also made me close to music. 

When I was little, a child needs a home. But, I had already understood at a young age – that my family's situation was like this. That's why I had become accustomed to being in tune with the times. Sometimes I felt helpless, I had no control over my life. When should I go and where should I live? There was no permanent address in life. When I finally made one place my own, I suddenly had to embrace another new place. But, that same thing did not make me feel that I belonged to a specific place. Even now, I am proud of the fact that I do not 'belong' to any place. 

My family background is also interesting. My mother is Tibetan. My maternal grandfather was a Jhakri. He was also the head of the Tibetan village where my mother was born. All my relatives on my mother's side are Buddhists. So my mother is a bit spiritual. She is very hardworking. Now she has a jewelry shop. She is a very talented artist. She makes jewelry by hand. My father is also a musician since childhood. My grandmother even acted in a Nepali TV series. My father also left school at a young age and picked up the guitar. He opened a music studio and lived there. That's why I see my family as rebellious, a bit different from society. 

My parents separated when I was very young, maybe I was 4/5 years old at the time. They weren't mature parents at that time. Didn't they know parental responsibility because they gave birth to me at a young age? But, I used to spend time with both of them during school holidays. 

When I think of school, I immediately think of hostel. However, my hostel life wasn't that good. Although many schools in Nepal look good from the outside, they don't have that image inside. Teachers are also 'bullying' types. I'm not saying all the teachers in the hostel are bad. Some were very good. There was one English teacher. That teacher had seen my interest in music. He always said, 'Dixita, you should do something in music. I see a bright future for you in this.' I think that Nepali schools need such a kind of teacher who believes in children. There should be a supportive teacher. ‘You will be nothing. When you grow up, you will be nothing’ has a bad effect on a child. I was popular in school. I had many friends. Most of them were girls. The circle of friends was very good. There were a lot of extracurricular activities in our school – we played basketball and football. We had guitar classes. We swam. At one time, I even took swimming classes. I left that and learned basketball. Then I started taking guitar classes. There was a good environment for extracurricular activities there. 

During the Dashain holidays, I was allowed to go home from the hostel. It was not customary to celebrate Dashain in my family. But I still had fun. My mother is Buddhist, my father is Christian. Dashain was not celebrated in my family. But, my friends did celebrate Dashain, sometimes I have celebrated Dashain at my friend’s house. It was fun. During the holidays, I would return to my father’s house. I would stay with my father for a week. My mother would stay in Sanepa. Then I would walk to Sanepa and go to stay with my mother. After returning from the hostel, I would spend some time with my father and some time with my mother. I had two houses! When I went to my mother's, I could go swimming. It was fun!

Even now, when I remember the 'homework' given during the long Dashain-Tihar holidays, I have a 'nightmare'. When I remember school exams, I also have a 'nightmare'. Even when I was in school, instead of doing homework, I would write songs. Even while doing homework, new songs would come to my mind. I would play music on my desk and write songs. And on the morning of the Dashain holiday, I would rush to do my homework. When I returned to the hostel from the holiday, I would have many stories to tell my friends. We would all tell each other new stories. We would have many topics to talk about. During that time of school after the holidays, there was no rush for exams. So it was really fun not to have to be too serious about studying.

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