さようなら(GoodBye) 2010
The 31536000 seconds of 2010 passed away and now I’m waiting for next 31536000 seconds of 2011. The first time I calculated the seconds of an English calendar year was 12 years back when Nepal was celebrating Visit Nepal 1998. That was the first time I notice the joy of saying goodbye to those 31.5 million seconds. I have some glimpse of those days. It was the year when my brother was appearing an SLC exam. I was kicked out from the room so that he could read without any disturbance. The pain of losing my favorite bed was fresh but soon I started enjoying out of my room life. My chatterbox attitude was not welcomed in the house in SLC season so I started spending more time outside. Our village was on the major trekking route. The foot trails of our village used to welcome hundreds of tourist every day. From dawn to dusk we used to sit on the stone wall by the trails watching tourist passed by. Sometime we dared to show our Boarding School’s English. Our favorite dialogue was “Hello, give me pen”. And if we were lucky we could get chocolates and pen. One day the group of European tourist came to our school and distributes chocolates to students. They gave a short speech in the school assembly. Their English was so complex that my Boarding School’s English grammar couldn't understand a single word. Later that night my brother told me they were at our school to celebrate New Year 1998. And the importance of 31.5 millions seconds struck in my mind. I started to count every second of 1998 so that on Jan 1st 1999 another group of European would come and give us sweet chocolates. Another reason I remember the year ‘98 was because it was the year I got bald seeing a guy in TV. Yes it was France 98, and Ronaldo rocked my world. And how could I forget those starving three days after the final. 2000, the beginning of the new millennium. It was the year I saw Amir Khan dance in TV saying ‘Dekho 2000 jamana aagaya’.
Five year later in the winter of 2059, I was locked in the same room as it was my turn to appear the Iron Gate. We were giving pre-send-up test, it was Friday; we bunked the school and went for shopping greeting cards in Nagdanda. I got 12 Rani Mukharjee’s Greeting Card. A Week Later when the result of pre-send-up came out 8 of our friends failed the exam. That was the most expensive New Year I spend with Rani Mukharjee.
As I played the reel of last 12 months I hardly find a reason to say さようなら2010(a little Jap I learned in my college). On the verge of celebrating another visit Nepal, 12 years later I’m finding little hard to bid goodbye to my last 12 months i.e. last 31.5 million seconds. The year I complete my college, the year I became the software programmer, the year I learned to swim, the year Chelsea won Barkley’s Premier league, the year Kevin Petersen and his men retain Ashes, the year I spend another starving 3 days after Brazil lost to Netherland in Quarterfinals of 2010 World Cup and how can I say goodbye 2010. I know 2011 won’t give me chocolates, 2011 won’t give me Rani Mukharjee’s greeting card so why should I welcome 2011. Despite this the little thing I did to welcome 2011. I went to Baneswor Chowk had my favorites street kitchen’s mo:mo and sausage. My bad luck sayapali was finished. Bought George Clooney’s The American, came to my room, logged in facebook and updated my status” i love u 2010, but u'll be gone when i wake tomorrow morning, i wish if u could come back again in my life, but how could u? so goodbye,i hate to welcome 2011.... i dont like new thing, but in 2012 i'll miss u too”. And I was roaming with George Clooney in some part of Italy in my New Year eve when the rest of the world is counting 9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 0
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011.
