AIDS 2011: I am helping to GET ZERO!!!!

Finally, the bright sun shined kicking the dawn to mark 1^st December. Not to celebrate birthday not for party, its time to wake up. Wake up call to all the people to unite against the incurable disease. Incurable in the sense; scientists are still busy finding its cure. Not found yet.  But its epidemics, not ready to gear down despite the huge effort, spreading day by day, from blood to blood. Finally it’s a day to say proudly that I'm virus free and continue to be. Finally it’s a day to unite to say PLHA are the part of our society, we are living and will be living together with the sense of best cooperation, love and harmony, kicking discrimination, diminishing biases and revitalizing their hope to life. Whatever the figures are and were, we should be committed, from this time and onwards, to put efforts to subtract those figures, to minimize its epidemic ravaged our life.

Death is sure and certain. Neither we can modify nor prevent it from happening. The only thing is its time period.  So discriminating those people in the name of HIV is indeed a cruel act, inhumane act. So, it’s a day to unite our sound against those discriminations, against those acts.  Helping other people in need is indeed a real religious act. It’s an only key to open the door of heaven.  We know, prevention is better than cure, & its cent percent sure nobody wants to die and nobody wants to grow up with HIV in blood. But there's no alternative, no choice once HIV trespasses into our blood. And it's sure I and almost we love our life, and want to live our life to fullest. It's sure the person shatters emotionally and immunologically after hearing, knowing that his blood has been infected, and there is no any panacea discovered yet to cure it. So it’s a day to unite our hands to revive their smiles on the face, to renovate their shattered hopes, to shape and pave their bright future ahead. It’s a day to announce, it’s a day to declare having HIV in the blood is not the end of life, is not the end of hopes but indeed it’s an opening of new life, a new birth. The only difference is the composition of the blood; only difference is the addition of HIV to WBC, RBC, Plasma and Platelets. But still, the outer world was same, is same and will be same.

Once I was sitting near by a blind man. Few people, side by him, were putting forth their quest regarding his condition, regarding how he lost his sight. And my ears were close to them. I still remember one thing said by him "the color of this world is black to me, in black there is no discrimination, no biases. And I have no disregard whether my wife is beautiful or not, I haven’t seen her yet. I love her & will be. If I could forget this real truth that I am blind, then I could be the happiest man in this world." So today is that day, it’s a day to excavate the ideas, options necessary to remove the real truth from the mind of PLHA that "HIV circulates in the blood." If we are success over this arena, if we are success to prevent the thoughts coming to conscious mind that HE, SHE, THEY are infected with HIV, there's no need to invest huge expenses over the search of HIV remedy. It will be the best remedy. So it’s a day to generate new concepts to heal the pain of PLHA for the remaining 364 days.

Celebrating AIDS day is not just donning red ribbon, chanting AIDS slogan, doing MARCH Pass disturbing whole traffic of city to show the extent of our awareness. We just have to go beyond the boarders of discrimination, beyond the boarders of formality; we just have to land in the ground of truth in helping those people, PLHA, being sincere first to your soul then to the entire world. Be safe and help others to remain safe. It’s the real celebration of AIDS day. Let's celebrate AIDS day for the whole year.

"GETTIG TO ZERO” ZERO NEW INFECTIONS, ZERO DISCRIMINATION AND ZERO AIDS RELATED DEATHS.

Happy Guru Purnima

Its boring nowadays. As usual, I am in front of desktop, desktop donned with facebook and newly opened account of  Google plus. Eyes are paining more than ever. Despite I cannot say GO CHUDAEL GO TO HELL to Facebook, google search, gmail, yahoomail, google+ , BOD software. Jobsnepal.com  is there too. Scrolling down in facebook,  I found everyone wishing HAPPY GURU PURNIMA to their best teacher, mentor, GURU, SICHAYEK. No matter friends, every word describes the same. Suddenly a curiosity raised in my mind. Being a graduate I have traveled a long journey with many teachers. Thereafter my thoughts went in the big hunt for the quest who might be my best teacher in my life.

Rewinding back to my SISU class, I have just a few memory of SISU class but not any memories about teachers of that time. What I have, is just memory of sitting in the class floor. Then my memory traveled a long way back to NURSURY in ARUNODAYA BOARDING SCHOOL in LALBANDI. Even here I have no any memories of what my teachers did to me, neither any classroom memories. I just know once I was there for my study. There I received best nursing care from my DIDI cent percent ditto to  my mother's love.

New session of my study was in CHADRANIGAHAPUR. There I have joined Mount Everest boarding school, a  school focused more on dancing than on study. Dancing what I don't love the most. Please don't make the sense, I hate dance the most. There I have never participated on any dancing program. What I couldn't forget about that school is the LOVE between the Mr & Mrs. Principal. Their Love is still as same as it was there in my first look. There  I have learned that LOVE should never change with YEAR, LOVE should not change with AGE of marriage. So HAPPY GURU PURNIMA to Mr. & Mrs. Principal. I am sorry Mr & Mrs. Principal, I forgot your name.

Later I joined Chandra Jyoti Boarding School for the New Session of my study. There I studied from class 2 to class 5. Founder Principle of that school was Narayan Karki . He was thin and lean, behavior almost similar to autocratic leader. Everyday after the day long school hour, he used to make us stay for more additional classes. Despite our hungry belly, we used to keep our angry words down to Adam's apple. Whatever happened in the past, HAPPY GURU PURNIMA to you sir that you gave me a great lesson. You might be in ambiguity about what I have learned there. Well I have learned how to be more friendly with students, what would make students feel  boring, feel disgusting & what the things that students really want.  I swear I can be best teacher if I join this profession, coz' I have learned Student-teachers behavior practically from you sir. So, again Happy Guru Purnima.

Next round of my study was in Shree Jana Jyoti Ma Vi.  A governmental school whose motto was "Who cares for whom. Let's care yourself". Teacher used to come 15 min later and used to finish up 15 min faster. Their duty was just to deliver words from book to our ears. Indeed it was out of their capacity to handle a class of more than hundred students. But few teachers were great though. But my parents were there for my caring. later they hired a residential teacher for class 9 and 10. He was more than a teacher, he was our friend. Gyan Bikram Bishwokarma....Happy Guru Purnima sir. You indeed paved the way much smoother than before. Neither it would be of great trouble to handle the educational gap between class 5 and class 9. You really helped us sir. You really deserve a great honor. Sir what I am is the product of what u did in those yesteryear. So Happy Guru Purnima.

After SLC,  I joined KIST for +2 and ACAS for BPH. Almost many teachers were part time. Its quite difficult to remember all. Indeed after SLC, +2 years were the most difficult time in my life. I have  really struggled so hard that time than for 3 years BPH. Well Happy GURU PURNIMA to all the Teachers. 

So at the end, the quest for the best teacher in my life ended with the finding that...No one were the best teacher, there were just the best Facilitator. I found best teacher on my own. I myself was, is & will be  the best teacher for myself. So at the end Happy GURU Purnima to myself.

But I cannot ignore theirs role as well.   *** HAPPY GURU PURNIMA***

GAUR DAIRY

Once I was collecting data in one of the VDC of RAUTAHAT district. Sorry,I forgot the name of that VDC. There I met LATIKA near NATHA's House. BUDHIYA's mother had already died due to COPD, JOINT PAIN and GASTRITIS. LATIKA was survived with a son. Her son was bare-footed defecating on the side of road as JAMAL MALIK, husband of LATIKA, have gone to INDIA to survive day and night. LATIKA poured her problem as she was suffering from LOWER ABDOMINAL PAIN, UTERUS PROLAPSE and BACK PAIN and she asked me with great hope in HER face" DOES THE HEALTH SERVICES COME TRULY THIS TIME FOR US?" Then I replied "Sorry LATIKA,I am DEAF by BIRTH"

*Characters are drawn from SLUM DOG MILLIONAIRE and PEPLI LIVE. 

Nuwakot to Kavre: A walk with NHRC

Thanks to god. Thanks to all. And I got my first job. It was not other than in  NHRC: Nepal Health research Council . Today, exactly a year ago, was the day I have entered being a assistant research officer contract holder in NHRC.And I am a year old with NHRC tag. That day, the first day is still so clear,so real in my' mind. Except Nobelians,almost all face was quite familiar. Bikram Dhimal with whom, i was previously introduced in a so funny way in NHPC. He is a funny man indeed. Harsa Raj Dahal, a well known face in Purbhanchal University's' political affairs was among the contenders.So nice to be with them. There was no pressure yet all. Mr. Dhimal with his GPRS activated mobile set, was continuously searching different info and I was side of him.In this way the day passed away with the sure-shot job post.

Around a week later in the noon, the journey to NUWAKOT started with Jumbo team in Puru sir Captaincy. Wow!!! new job, immediate field and a purse of 7000, was really in jovial mood. Though the memories faded away but still I remember few incidents of Nuwakot. In the second day of Nuwakot field, I think that was my debut house of the day. House or Hut? I think  Hut would be so realistic.Old couples in their eighties were alone in the house. Rain was tippling down from KHAR KO CHAANO . Two kittens and few chickens were sitting abreast of him(Baidhya Ba).Loneliness was clear from their face. He,survived by One son working in IOM as a sweeper, has left them alone but were so happy with their fate. Baidhya Ba described his grandson tantrum behaviors with few sorts of fuss smile.Later I introduced myself as a official from MoHP, here to collect information regarding health so as to upgrade health status of overall community,upgrading the quality of HIs nearby.  Immediately he offered his wife to come out saying " nani mantralaya bata aunu va'6, aaejo  bahira, hamro roog tipnalae rae"  A old women with wrinkled face, white hair, curved body,toothless gum, bear foot with lots of Cracks, came out of house with great hopes of remedies for her ill body.But now I don't think she is still alive. She might have died in the long waiting for the medicines to come, his son to come; with the great desires  for  ache free body, vision powered eye, hearing ears and pain free abdomen. And I did my job but these things are not replaceable, still in my' mind. Adventurous journey toBARSUNCHET is still so fresh.In this way Nuwakot Yatra blinked away.

Trip to RAUTAHAT.My Land, my' hometown.Thanks!!!I got a chance to stay in my home with mum, in father's quarter too.For the first few days I used to go cha.pur around 0730PM and used to wake up around 0430am to return back to Gaur so as to reach around 0700am, memorable night and early morning yatra. Terai was so snowy in the morning, though it was full of fun working in the group. Really enjoyed indeed. My frens really helped me while collecting data in CHAPUR ward no.2,7,9. Thank you ma fren.@Harsa" Bastab mae mallae kya laag laagi raathiyo yer chapur ma data collect garna, but you really helped me yaar." Sandesh, Anurag, paan Pasal ,Suvam hotel & his working team, buda ko hotel,  midnight tour de' Bargniya border,and Raju driver were the best figures to remember. And how can i forget Umesh mozart marth talents, andy and puru sir vocal, PASWAAN bhai and the songs " leekhae joo Khat tugae" other old songs and bhojpuri numbers.And POPULATION,ENVIRONMENT AND HEALTH@PEH.??????LOL. And the trend of getting job in between the field started. Prateva stood in the first row.Lila, Harsa and Rajani standing behind in the row. But still, I am remembering them and the time spent with them. In this way Rautahat chapter closed. [few text Remaining].

Kavre. started With 2 new face addition and concluded with 2 old face subtraction.And I was in null.Geographically diverse kavre was diverse in many things indeed. Diversity in life styles of people, caste, ethnicity, daily life, cultures. And CHYYAANG found in every Tamang house. Almost every night, Andy used to fly....Andy indeed a superb-man. Sandesh always in jolly mood.I really enjoy their company.DAPCHA my place of origin, I got few minutes of stay there.Environment was so cool and fresh ultimately it was  my  place..lol. "Maelae sodhae master ji lae daekhae ki kahiii" a parody song by SHYAM bro was worthy to remember.His styles of living, his philosophy towards life really lured me.I still remember a example of PHD scholar and a swimmer and his KAS school of thoughts. Oh!! how can I forget my birthday cake and celebration puru sir. Thank you Puru sir!!!! Tuusee Great Hoooo.lol. Puspa was always in limelight during the field regarding her consciousness towards health, early morning wake up, yoga, morning exercise.Good girl indeed. And at the end congratulations to all our BoD team for discovering Trek Route from Dhulikhel to Hetauda. Hat's off. :)

2067/2/1 a day of entry and Today's date:2068/2/1, ohh! Its a complete cycle of earth to sun. Its my one year in NHRC.I learned so many things during the entire field and I'm still learning.At least NHRC made me able,made me independent (not fully though). Sometimes I can make my frens laugh in trouble, help my parents in need, make them happy more than before.

Congratulations to all my frens and thanks yaar, you guys  being around me during the obstacles in the field.

Balla one year experince vayo yaar. lol.