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RAJ ARYAN GUPTA, DELHI

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KATHMANDU-HAPPY NEW YEAR:2011

There is nothing which could let me compelled to recall it, I don t like this country and this place. i don t want to come hereagain. If it happens, I will come to u. but . I pray, you won t be here.

(1st jan 2011, 11:30 PM,THEMAL, KATHMANDU)

Hurreyyyyyyyyyyy .. Don t be confused friends; this is not a jaunt(happiness) of New Year. Its root

came from my end of exam of 2nd

tri semester. I got 12 days as a holiday after 7 x 2 classes. Again, youare in a dilemma. It s not 7 hour, 2 days in a week. Its 7 days and 2 months. Wowwwww . afterthese 2 months I was free for 12 days and think when Christmas and new year are in the lap of theseholidays. How much it will be jocular, cannot define. But what can an emancipated slave (socially freeman) do? I thought let plan for a trip. Then my two buffer friends also supported me and we planned for28 December. I was very happy that is why I did not celebrate Christmas, simply took rest, and dreamtfor 15 continuous hours. 15 hour? This is a Burj(tallest building of the world) of obliviousness (forget).Did u forget? 7 days & 2month s classes. After such a long frustrating time, I hope, i deserved this break.However, this darling was no long lasting. Both duffers refused to go. As I have already mentioned thatboth were buffer. It was useless to convoke them, but I tried a result less effort. This situation was like

resuscitate. I came to reality. Then I decided to go alone. Nothing was strange to me because I used to of this. Many times, I had gone alone. Yes, there was cold but there was also an excitement that I wasgoing to foreign. Moreover, in this excitement I reserved a railway ticket, which was of 60 th in waitinglists in 27 December. My journey started from one of relative s house at 8:00pm 28 December. But as Ireached to the railway station, I came to know again the identity of Indian railway. Train was 8 hourslate, in this way the identity of Indian railway declared beneficiary for myself. Lot of reservations hadbeen cancelled and I got RAC. I never thought to return. I waited, in this way I started my journey at4:00am 29 th December. This winter and Indian railway, both were suborning by heart to make mepleased. My RAC partner also did not come and I did my journey in Shaheed express, coach no-6 seat no39. However, that freedom fighter train arrived at Gorakhpur at 10:00pm 29 December in spite of 12pm.

I was happy because at least I was in Gorakhpur in 29 December. When I arrived there then I came toknow that the border closed at 7:00 pm. That is why I was compelled to stay there. I spend that night ina hotel. I woke up in the late morning, late morning? Yes, because that freedom fighter train woundedme so much. That is why I took time in recovering. Now I had to move to the border, bus was the meansof transport. But this bus was sister of Shaheed express train. It took 4 hour for journey, but 2:30 hourwas justifiable for that journey and I arrived at border at 3:00pm in 30 December. One another shockwas ready to surprise me, there I came to know that every bus, which start their journey between



3:00pm to 6:30 pm, arrive in Kathmandu at 5:00am. If I could reach in border before 11:00 am thenKathmandu could welcomed me today but for one another day, I had to wait. Therefore, Kathmanduwas one day away. Despite of waiting I did not have any option, so I did. Due to night, it was verydifficult to see outside view it was so dark. We took dinner in a DHABA at 11:30pm. There wasexpectation of Indian kind of DHABA; it looked like Indian DHABA in construction wise. But food was

extremely bad. Cost? It s only 250NC, yes it is rate of DHABA. I came to know, there is no internalproduction of Nepal. There is no industry or factory in Nepal. This is strange, isn t it? But I was notinterested to put effort in economics. In between journey, bus was taking break many times. I came toknow that there is some security problem that is why these buses reached at 5:30 am. In this way, wereached Kathmandu in the early morning at 5:30am. It was dark so it was difficult to tell anything aboutKathmandu. There were lot of questions in mind but suddenly my eyes stopped on three Indianbrothers, so I pulled together. One of them said, I m fearing. Anyone can rob, but all of you are withme. So my fear is reducing. After all, we are always follower of mentality that if we are losingsomething, then others also should do. Nevertheless, I did never understand this. If you have fear of dark then it is ok. Otherwise, you fear because you are alone. Suddenly a taxi stopped in front of us, andbecame Pushpak(a plane used in Ramayana) for us in that isolated place. But we couldn t enjoy oursPushpak s ride And we did land within 5 min in Themal, the heart of the city. However, we paid a heavyamount of that ride, its only 250NC. Then we started searching for perch and found very difficultbecause those perch were ready to give us shelter but were requiring a heavy amount 800NC- 1200NC.But I had listened that Nepal is a cheaper country and things are affordable. But since from the morning,budget faltered.

We did take rest there and I woke up in the morning 11:00am 31 December. I utterly forgot that todaywas 31 st New Year. Therefore, I did make a plan to ramble and requested hotel manager to let help us.He did, and then we were moved to rove at 12:00pm. In that trip we visited 5 places- Pashupati nath

temple;the most attractive place for tourist, Swaymbhu Nath, Darbar Chowk, Bodh Stup, Nationalhistorical museum, which was nearby Pashupati nath temple. Whatever I saw was unable to entice me.Why? I already visited such places in India. So it was so so .. We regressed to our hotel at 6:00pm. Whathad we to do? But whole night was remained left. I had all options for which Kathmandu could callyoungsters. So we had to ripe. Of course, we were tired because of day s trip and our faces werecontorted by dust, so there was need to furnish it. When I was ready, I started to visit lanes of Themaland then came to know that today there would be a celebration of New Year on these lanes. This isgreat, isn t it? All those suffer which I had faced during travelling were descending. There were lots of eye tonic in those lanes. Market was looking like decorated bridal. Suddenly noise of Hindi song fell onmy ears, when I paid attention, I found, they were coming from a bar. No no ., those were coming

from several bars. My heart was going little capricious. I did not get such soagy (unfortunately) untildate. I thought, Why don t I cash this opportunity? Who is watching, what am I doing? I found a wayof my nearby bar, and entered as I was entering in a red alert area. Soon I came to know, this is a cultureof Kathmandu and there is no need to be jitter. So now, I was mentally free, only one thing I had to cash,which was enjoyment.

Inside the bar



When I seat inside the bar, one Nepali girl came to me and requested for order. Bye the way I want totell you that I am a light drinker and do prefer beer. Therefore, I ordered a beer- san Miguel, a popularnative beer. I was aware of this, because before going Nepal I searched for Nepal, in which professorGoogle helped me. That is why I ordered a san Miguel beer, costing 550 NC but outside the same wasavailable at 150NC. I came to know this but later. What could you aspect when you have a beer and bar

dancers are performing in very front of you. However, it could be more entertaining if any of themwould also with you. I was thinking the same suddenly bar manager came to me and asked or informed(I don t know) me that I was alone. I responded him in funny manner if you would like I might be in pair.However, he responded me positively and asked me to wait. During that waiting time many thoughtswere dancing in the mind, you will also be sure those cannot be saints thought. Within 1 or 2 minutes, agirl came to me and seat just beside me. Eyes were small but not like Nepali, colour was bright, heightwas approx 5 feet 3 inch, but hers hair were long but were side parting which was elongating hersbeauty. Lips were red, might be she will not be smoker like me. She wore blue jeans and black colourfull, designing top. If I talk about her figure, it was perfect but cannot tell you exact measurement. Shedid light make up which was describing her as a pretty girl in a party.

What is your name? I did not ask it. She asked me. As I am a student of management, in a study of selling to own self, I came to learn little bit. So I asked her, do you watch Bollywood movies? Shereplied yes, who is your favorite actor? I asked again. She said SRK. Fortunately, he is also my favoriteactor. Then it became easy to sold my name, I said; my name is the same, by which SRK is named inmost of his films. But I failed to sell. She was unable to take clue; she failed to get my name. it was likesame that you are selling Kohinoor diamond in the price of glass but customer is not willing to pay asingle penny. The same happened with me. Now I did verbal reception of my name, but in a receptionbride got gifts and I did order a glass of juice for her, costing only 450NC, which was most expensive juice of my life. I also asked her name, but it was very clear whatever she would tell, would be wrong.

My name is Priya, she replied. I asked surprisedly, an Indian name? Then she replied what is wrong inthat. I also spoke Hindi. Yes of course but you look like Nepali I said. Then she replied my dear friend

we Nepali watch Bollywood movies more than Nepali movies. Till that time I had put lot of effort toutilize the cost of that juice. But I failed all the time because this work was against of my nature. She alsodidn t give me any kind of hint. So both of us were only sipping ours drinks calmly. During a friendlyconversation I came to know that his father was in Nepal force but is now handicapped, she has a sisterof age 9 year named Sneha and a brother of age 12. And she, Preti is of 21 year. Preti? Yes, her realname is Preti. During conversation, I could watch innocence in her face. But she was trying to showherself as a best sales girl. In the starting, hers word were giving feeling of a best sales girl, but slowlyslowly Her words were conflicting with hers facial expressions and were changing their notions. They

were giving a warm feeling but it took 3 hour for this change. Don t think much, you would tell, he tellshim a light drinker but drinking for 3 hour it is not true still I was consuming my first ordered beer, itwas not finished. I was not unconscious at all, but of course, I was enjoying conversation with her. Thatis why I did not think to go or leave her. Even she was also enjoying juice, I asked, you are sipping it notdrinking, why? she replied, if I will finish it, bar manager will asked me for another juice and your billwill rise. That feel was very sweet and warm. A bar girl was trying to decrease her bar s revenue and Igot to know that she is very poor/bad sales girl. I took a decision that if she would come in my company



for job, I will not appoint her. It was my professional decision for her. But my friend and all those whoknow me will be laughing. They know, I can t hold burden of professionalism for long time and Iconsider that every one belongs to me and I belongs to everyone. So now, I could not carry aprofessional relation with her but could retain an emotional relation. However, the profession shebelongs I could not accept and she could not enter in that life which belongs to me because this society

had closed doors for her. So only relation, that I could make between us was an emotional relation, arelation of feeling, a relation of sorrow, relation of joy. Now she was winning my faith, I believed her.Then I took initial step to make a relation, and proposed her for friendship. She accepted the proposal.Now I won some right over her as I was hers friend. Keeping this in mind, I asked several personalquestions to her. But answers of those were pulling me to her emotionally. She told her father that shewas doing a job in hotel as a receptionist. She got 6000NC plus incentive. Incentive? Yes incentive,whenever any customer pleased from their performance, they gave them some money. Their chancecomes in a periodic order, so in between conversation Preti also left me lot of time to perform herdance. But after every performance she came to me within 5 min and seat beside me. Now her glass wasempty and beer was disappeared from my bottle. However, I was willing to talk with her. I wanted tospend more time with her, so I looked in my pocket and ordered another beer. It was a sufficientindication to her why I looked in the pocked. Then she asked, When you are in short of money, whydon t you go? I did not answer but I knew the answer that why I was there. I always wish, all thosepersons who are around me should be happy. I would consider my achievement, if I become a meanwho can bring smile for them. I was happier than she was, when I was watching smile on her face. Icould see how much she was in joy and this was only the reason I stayed there. Conversation was goingon; both of us came to know to each other more deeply. I was compelled by hers words to see her; evenmy eyes were not blinking. During deeper conversation with her, I came to know that she had alsofeelings of a simple girl. Who dreamt for her future, life partner. She did not want to be very special forall. She wanted to emerge in all. To be special doesn t mean to become different from others, sheconsidered, to be special mean getting love of yours. Then she said, raj, I do not want to do make up

for all. I want this only for one. There should be only one who can commit right on my beauty. I do not want praise from all, there should be only one. My life should start from that one and should ends on

that one. To whom I can commit my rights and who can do the same on me. With whom I can feel safe. Iwould forget my pain when I will hold his hands. I will not wish to die, because I wish to live with him not without him, because death will separate us. Such a person who can understand my heart without being

delivered any word.

I know it is very impossible. I cannot find such a person, even not that who can give me a respect full name.

Not all these hers emotions were delivered at a glance. During boiling of hers emotions, they werebubbling and coming out. But I could see how much she was dreamy, that s why some tears were also inmy eyes. Now I could realize how our society was raping of one s emotions and feelings. I think it is therule of ours society that when I want to take enjoyment you will be in pain . I came to know oursenjoyment can be the reason of someone s pain, may be deeper. I didn t think it before ..



Now my second beer was about to over and there were 10 min left for 12:00, but suddenly barmanager came to us and by indicating towards a group of boys, he told to Preti, they are calling you.My beer had finished and I did not have much money at that moment so I found to be silent would bebeneficial. What could I do? Preti asked for 5 min to manager, in this way in the very first second of 2011, Preti was with me. i wished her and she also did. I was not willing to move out but I had to. There

was nothing called interesting for me but there was one of my friends, with whom I could carryfriendship only for 1 day or perhaps 5 hours. That is why I was feeling sad but she asked me to wait Iinformed her that I had not much money, I could not spent more. Then she told me, who is calling youto spend? Just wait I want more talk with you. She added, if you are feeling bored then I won t stopyou. Now you tell me, what did I do? Of course, I did wait, if I did not wait there how this story couldforward. But this time I did change my position and seat in the a corner to made a distance from others.I had some cigarettes so I started to smoke. My eyes were not at the dancing stage, actually I waswatching Preti performance within those boys. She also looked at me in between. But my eyes were notaccepting what was happening. Some boys of the same group were trying to touch her private parts andPreti was trying to please them but was also struggling to move their hands. But both were failed in theireffort. At that moment, I felt that she was being raped in each moment. I wish if she was raped onlyonce. There could be a possibility that a decent guy, who could give her a respected name, couldapproach her. However, such kind of rape could not be accepted by me even this society would also notaccept her. But we can t imagine her pain, but I can make an effort to realize you. Suppose you arestraight, but due to fill you and yours family, you have to become a means of someone s entertainment.You have to do sex with the same gender. But you are not dominating at all. Now just think how much itis painful. You are using your body only because you have to fill your family. Such a picture of society isreally painful. I think Preti would have forgotten sensation in the body. We, boys always wish to such alife partner who would be shy. We imagine that when we touch her, there would be a trembling in hersbody. This show that how much she would be pure. but I think perhaps even cold wouldn t disturb her,summers would only reduce her income. As in summer, days are long and bars starts in nights. She isfighting for hers soul only or ., I don t know. There are many questions but I don t have answer of any of them. I was thinking the same suddenly ours eyes matched. She could see my fiery eyes and Icould see a request in her eyes, a request that please raj turn your eyes. Hers eyes were able to delivermessage. Through hers eyes, she wanted to request, Raj if u won t turn your eyes I will not be able todo my work. I changed direction keeping a drop in my eyes and ordered another beer, this was my thirdbeer. I was total in sense in spite of consuming those two beer. She watched all this, came to me inanger, and asked, Why are you trying to be like them, she pulled my collor and asked me to go. Then Itried to convince her, I defended myself saying, You are the one who requested me to stay here andnow you are cursing me to go. She told me I asked you to wait because I was wanted to talk to you notfor ordering another beer. At that moment, many feelings were so strange. It was feeling like warm andaffinity to me. This was increasing my attachment with her. Then I tried to make her calm. She becamecooled and then she made me realize that how am i? She told me, When any boy touch to a girl thengirl comes to know by which feeling he is infected. However, whenever you touched me it never gaveme a wrong sense. You never tried to touch me with the erotic feeling. In this moment, I felt proud aswell as shame. Shame, because I was also there with the same feeling, through which those boys wereinfected, which could debase me in my soul. In addition, proud because after all I did not do anything



wrong. Of course, end does matter, in this era it does not mean how much your thought is dirty but if you are not doing wrong then you are the RAM of this Kaliyug.

Now our conversation base was deviated to more personal. Even I offered her to come India but Not forpicnic. This offer was to request her to come to India and stay here. Sorry friends, I am aware of the

population of my country and know we cannot bear such a kind of arrivals. But friends we always hugthem who was in ours door steps, we helped them, even we shared ours bread and this kind of act canonly be done by an Indian. Now I assured her that she would get a respected job in India. But sheshowed hers helplessness, she told me that she lived with hers father, sister, and brother. She was theonly earning person of the family. She added, How could I be so selfish. My father gave me life at thattime I was nothing and now when he is helpless how could I leave him. How could I forget myresponsibility? I did not have any question after this answer. It was around 12:45 am, now there washer turn to perform. She told me that this performance would be only for hers friend; even she wouldalso choose a song for me. Song was aye ho meri jindagi me .. of movie raja Hindustani, casted byAamir khan. During performance, she also pointed me many time. All could see that, Including bar

manager, other customers, and other dancers. However, I did see only a request in her song, in her wish.I found how much she was happy with me. It was enough for me that I was the reason of someone shappiness. She finished her performance and she returned to me. We again immersed in ours emotionalsea. We did not notice it was 1:30 am, 1 st Jan 2011, a closing time of the bar. I guessed that this meetingas ours last meeting but suddenly she asked me for my picture and mobile number. I took help of myblue teeth to transfer the picture and then I told her my mobile number, including my hotel s number.Because there was roaming which costing only 55Rs for incoming. Considered this meeting as lastmeeting, I was somewhere sad, but I can also read her emotions. But both of us didn t have to spokeand we didn t have time to see. Therefore, I came out with wet eyes.

When I came outside, I came to know that there was raining since 10:00pm 31st

December 2010. That iswhy celebration program did not happen. However, at that time some boys and foreigners were walkingover there. For me, New Year was over. I found a good friend and also lost her in the 1 st day of year, thatis why I was sad and reached to hotel. When I entered in the hotel, a boy told me that a girl named Preticalled me. I called to Preti from the same place. Ohhhhhhhh don t be angry, I forgot to tell you that Ialso beg hers picture and hers mobile number. Preti picked the phone, said that she called me to saygood night. and she said the same, I also responded like a gentle man. She stretched the conversation,asked me if I was free tomorrow, and could meet her at 2:00PM. I was pleased because I got a day tolive this strange friendship. I said yes. Then we greet to each other and cut the call. I slept but after along thought process regarding the entire day.

Next day 1 st Jan 2011, I woke up at 12:00 pm and waiting for 2:00pm. I had enough time so I decided toramble the market. But what is this? A jacket without brand logo costs 3500NC, which could be availablefor maximum 500Rs in Delhi. As I was rambling the market more and more, I came to know there is nomeaning of shopping to me. Reason was simple, whatever they were selling, was available in India inlower cost. Therefore, it would foolish activity if I carried all that then I looked like an animal washingaccessories. Therefore, I decided only to ramble not purchasing. I am not saying market was poor, it wasgood. There was also variety, but it seemed to be expensive to me. In that time I remembered my



economics teacher Raj Kishan. Thanks Raj to teach me economics and made me comfortable tounderstand that, why Nepal is struggling for its survival. Why does its native leave it? Exchange rate is1Rs = 1.6NC. So Their currency is devalued but they have high inflation rate, which is not good for thecountry. Average income lies around 5000NC to 8000NC, which don t justify to such a high inflation rateand currency value. I saw my watch it was 1:30pm so I planned to go to the destination where Preti was

coming to meet me. I waited for her for 1 hour but she didn t come then I made a call to her but therewas no response. In this way after waiting 2:30 hour and 5 to 6 calls, I returned to hotel in anger. i wasthinking I should not behave like this, after all she was bar dancer, how could she leave hers identity? Iwas feeling like dupe not in terms of money but for emotions, which I dissolved with hers in last night.

I returned to the bar at 7:00pm but bar was not on fire. Their dancers were still coming. Some of themrecognized me but didn t say any word to me but they were grazing me. I seat in the corner silently andstarted to wait my friend? (or bar dancer) 45 min went on, I didn t find her neither in dance floor nor onany table. Between this time many other girl tried to take order from me including bar manager but Idirectly asked for Preti to a girl. She called Preti, Preti came to me carrying some smile on her face and

said sorry very casually. She told me that last night she reached home very late and she had work inhome that is why she could not come to meet me. I gave her an angry man s expression, ordered her tocome in a proper bar s dress, and took a beer for me. I told her, See your customer is came back. Letpleased him. She was trying to debase my anger through hers smile but I controlled on myself. Thenshe told me that she had to go to perform and she would come back after hers performance. Duringhers performance I ordered a beer. In the starting of hers performance I was silent and watching hersdance. Then I stood up took out some money from my pocket and moved towards dance floor shenoticed all that. As I was about to approached to her, she did not finish hers performance and wentback. I returned to my table. She came back on my table and seat on the sofa. I pretending more inanger and spoke lot which could hurt her. I said her, You are a good sales girl; you know how to attract

and bound to customers. After all, I also become your customer. I also said it was very expensiveappointment for me with her. As I spoke out, she dropped some tears. Then she started to tell memore about her, she told me that there was a guy named raj, who pretended that he loved her and oncethey were riding in night. Police arrested them where she came to know that raj was married. Thishappened when she was new in this profession. She was afraid that she could become weak if shewould meet me. That is why she did not come. She added, I found you very distinctive. Whatever youtalked to me, i never experienced the same. I learned lot of thing from you. I got power from those that Ican come out from this situation. My real prince can come. My thought made her realize that she isalso human being, she has also right to live, she has also right to dreamed, and she could be forsomeone. When she was talking this, she was holding my hand. I was also giving her a moral support as

a friend. But I was feeling so sad but failed to say anything. Then again, I asked her the reason why shedid not come. She did not answer and changed the topic. At that moment, I was so confused. I wasgetting as well as failed to get that. However, I found, it would be better to be silent.

We were chatting and I was trying to console her. During conversation, we were trying to short thedistance between us. I was not trying much, reason was simple, if I did that it looked very odd. On oneside I was hers friend and on the other side was i trying to satisfy my physical satisfaction? In addition, I



found better to be her friend not customer. After all humanity was, remains left with me. Both of uswere enjoying those moments. Neither she felt alone nor me. Both of us were with their good friend towhom they can trust. She was trying to reduce my sorrows and I was doing the same. All thoseenjoyment, which I could get from her physically, was seemed to be atom (least particle in size of anysubject or object) in comparison of what I got from hers -during conversation and exchange of emotions.

I will remember these 2 days in my whole life. That bar dancer ohh sorry my friend Preti will always livein my memory.

It was 10:30, when a boy pointed to Preti. Of course, that signal was to call her. But Preti neglected that.In this way respect of an animal was hurt and he went to the manager to complain. I could see all thatbut Preti was still unaware of this. She was enjoying my company. Her total attention was on me. Thenthat boy came to us with a Nepali bouncer. They were coming from backside of Preti. I could guess whatcould happen so I prepared myself physically and mentally. But that drunken boy did such messy actwhich I couldn t forgive. he pressed hers chest from behind. Immediately i came to in action to fulfill myduty as a friend, as a human being, I lifted my punch to hit him, but suddenly dhisshummmmmmmmmm

this was not done by me. That dwarf Nepali hit me. Attack was light so I could not much hurt. However,Preti feared by all this. She started to shout and cry. She was trying to separate us and then managercame. Both parties were complaining but I came to know now I would have to go. Preti did not want togo with him so she made pretense that she had to go for dance. I also had to leave. But feet were notsupporting, but I controlled myself. When I was leaving, I took a promise from Preti.

I took promise that she would leave this job and will never think for this kind of job, she will searchanother job in which could get respect too. Moreover, if she would like to come to India, I will help herregarding study, job search or any kind of help, which can be fulfilled by a friend. However, if she wouldnot come then perhaps we will never meet again. I told her, There is nothing which could let me compelled to

recall it, I don t like this country and this place. i don t want to come here again. If it happens, I will come to u. but . Ipray, you will not be here

She promised me that she would leave this job within one month and when it would be difficult for herto live in Nepal she would come India to beg help from hers friend. When she was saying all this, she hadtears.

In this way, we were again on the different poles. I came outside of the bar and returned to hotel. I hadto catch a bus for border in the morning 5:00 am. She called me when I crossed the border and was inbus, which was destining to Gorakhpur. She asked me if I was well. I told her that I would reach to Delhihome city after 18 hours.

I don t know what was she doing this time. What was she thinking? Perhaps she will be thinking abouthers new job or thinking about me .. I want that she would think about her job, a respectful job. If she will get that then it would be priciest gift for me. I will pray, she will always be so strong so that shecould fight from the society for herself, for hers soul, to save hers innocence. I can only wish how much Iam helpless. I want to see her again in my life but in respected situation. I don t have strength see heragain in the similar conditions and pray to god not to show me her in the same situation.



After one month

Within this one month, we did chat two times. First time she called me, second time I did. However,those calls were made within 10 days of that month. I did not want to make more calls. There were tworeasons. First- calls rate is so high (12.5Rs per min). Second, I wanted to know what she did within this

month regarding new job. I made a call to her on 3 Feb. I asked her about hers self. I also asked if shesearched for new job. Did she get another job? Was she working in the same place? Her s reply was veryterrible. She told me that she searched for new job and she got two offers, one in hotel and second in aboutique. In hotel, she was directly offered to manage in nights. In boutique, she could get only 2500NC.She lives in a rented house of cost 3000NC. Therefore, she could not opt the second option. and firstoption was worse than earlier option. When I asked her in anger that she did not try much then sheasked me for help. But how could I help her? I am feeling so guilty, why did I show dream to her? Its myfault, when I was unable to bring all those in reality, then I didn t have any right to made her dreamy. Ishould be professional. It was hers duty to dance to made us happy. I was also there to be happy. Whatdoes it mean if I had some erotic feeling, everyone does .

But one another thought comes in. I accept that today era is wet by professionalism but just think wespend only 8 to 10 hours in a day. i.e. one third of the day. Most probably we joined company or doinvolves in earning at the age of 25 and retired in the age of 60. So we earn for 35 year and hence wespend 12 years on an average of our life, which is approx one fifth of our life. We opt such a behavior inour entire life, which should be limited to only one fifth. We are influenced by this one fifth of the lifebut we have forgotten our four fifth part. we should think about that four fifth part. Where we couldfeel proud to be a best creature of the god. It is very easy to laugh on others. It is very easy to attack,very easy to shout, very easy to depress others and of course it is very common/easy/ professional touse others but adapting the else aspect is so difficult.

I have 4 times more time than the professionals to do a good job. I can t lose my four fifth of the life forone fifth. After all, I am good in math. It is very easy calculation for me. But I cannot understand why it isvery difficult for others. and logically I am friend of Preti and respect her. I will be ready to help her if would be in India or If I would be able to do that in Nepal.

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