Showing posts with label Tibetan New Year. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tibetan New Year. Show all posts

Tuesday, 19 March 2013

A DAY IN THE LOAF




A DAY IN THE LOAF


LIFE IS HARD FOR SOME IN KATHMANDU

Every day begins the same – a slight chill in the morning followed by a gradual warming of the air.  An occasional, lonely cloud floats by as if searching for its companions.  Noises take on a purpose:  the sound of the sweeper in the garden brushing the detritus from the paths; hacking coughs from the neighbour; the dogs down the road barking at an beggar; the roar of a passing plane; the hollow sound of someone chopping wood; tinkling bells in the breeze; the early morning buzzing of bees around the flowers. 

On the walk to the Boudha Stupa I pass Pigeon Man.  Pigeon Man appears savage and totally crazy.  He lives temporarily on a stretch of earth beside a wall.  He’s plucking a pigeon and I ask him, Are you going to build a fire? 
A fire…a fire!  He looks guilty and shouts at me.  He poses and I take a couple of photos.  Thirty rupees he demands.  I offer ten-rupees but he insists on thirty.  I give him the thirty and pass on thinking the photo of this madman was worth it.

PIGEON MAN WITH PLUCKED PIGEON
At the stupa I climb the steps for a closer look at the eyes.  The prayer flags seem new and were probably put up for lohsar, the Tibetan new year.  



THE EYES SEE ALL

Returning to the house in Chuchchepati, a little girl stares at me.  She’s trying on a pair of adult croks.  Why do little girls do this and not little boys? I wonder.  Her curious, wondering eyes present me with her perfect expression of innocence.


SWEET GIRL IN CROkS

Back to Boudha and I enter a store that sells dvds and cds, all pirated.  The films come in at under £1 but some are as cheap as 25p.  Buy a few titles:  Amour which won the Palme D’or at the Festival De Cannes in 2012; Himalaya, a film by Eric Valli that I saw years ago and remember mostly for the incredible accompanying music to the dramatic scenes around the remote region of Dolpo.; Robin Williams in Man of the Year.  The cover has Robin Williams wearing a ridiculous 17-century wig.  One of my favourite actors, Cristopher Walken, is also in the cast; Kathmandu, well, about a young girl who comes to teach in Kathmandu in the early 90s.  The film is Spanish and is about her discovering the poverty and the disillusionment of the young with the educational system.


ALL THE DVDS

Then back to Boudha to watch the pigeons flying around and eating the grain which is for sale nearby.  These ones, in contrast to the one I saw in the morning, are very much alive.

FLYING PIGEONS
In Boudha around the stupa, tourists, fresh from snowy climes, now lobster-skinned and drooping fat from boobs and moobs and with streams of sweat rivulating over scarlet cheeks, lurch around, looking into shops and taking photographs of each other in front of the stupa.

We pass the big bell where some women are doing their private ceremony inside it.  Then on to Ringu Tulku Rinpoche’s house where we take a couple who have come from Devon and are busy back home publishing and distributing RTR’s books.  We’re shown round the studio at the back of the house where Salga, RTR’s brother produces his art work, then it’s on to my brother-in-law’s house for food.  I try to learn the card game Marriage, but the rules and convoluted and I cannot grasp the logic behind the awarding of points at the end.  Nepalese seem to be addicted to this game and wager high stakes.
Finally, we break up and I finish with a glass of Laphroig and another of Bhutanese whisky which tastes very good.  Must be the purity of the water they use to make the whisky in Bhutan.


ART WORK ON THE GO:  A THANGA






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