The Story Behind the Stories

 

As you all know that The Way We Are – Dark Tales from the Himalayas is available for sale now in all Amazon channels, and today I thought that it would be interesting to share the story behind the stories; of how it came about and what they mean to me.  I started writing The Way We Are in Sweden. The inception of the stories began in the winter ravaged walking/cycling route that meandered quietly past the backyard of the flat we used to live in, in quiet old Kalmar. I used to take long solitary walks until my face would go numb and my toes as well, even inside those well insulated boots. It was on one such walk a voice arose within that said, write it! get it out! At that point I had been missing my life back home in the hills quite desperately. I missed everything about my shabby little town and a certain kind of yearning to just drop everything and travel back home devoured me incessantly. I dreamed of going back home, of having lazy late mornings, of being pampered by familial hospitality and home food. I pined for the attention and care that I found lacking in the west. I used miss having bed tea served with a rack of biscuits while you were still in bed and for the opportunity to be able to just recline on the bed or lounge in your corner all day long reading a book, watching a film or the telly, just existing in a state of languid inertia, without feeling an ounce of guilt. Life in Europe is a bit more different than life back home. Everything you do comes with a consequence, and quite a dear one at that. There is no time for lazy contemplation or profound cogitation nor do the  people around you have patience for it. The more you are on your toes, the more you run instead of walking, the better it is. It is a society driven by lack of time and the total sense of time. And there I was trying to make sense of where I came from, carrying all the essence of what made me and where I found myself. It was the kind of transition that did not hit me during the early years abroad, it was more of a gradual revelation that revealed itself atom by atom, moment by moment, minute by minute until, over the years it moulded itself into a huge question mark. The longer I live abroad, the bigger and stronger the question mark gets.

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On a New Note

2016 must have arrived quietly, without much noise in many of your lives and yet for many of you it must have arrived with a sudden bang throwing you off balance. For some it started with a massive hangover, while for some a bright new day of the new year with a shower or a bath early in the morning and a day full of setting down resolutions. No matter how bleak the winter may seem and no matter how long, I think that we all looked forward to 2016 in many good ways than the other. Many of us were just glad to say goodbye to 2015 while many of us were too sad to let it go. For me this year started on a brilliant note and I can only hope for all the years to start the way it did for me this year :)

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Behind: The Way We Are – Dark Tales From the Himalayas

 

After two years of writing and editing these stories. I have finally found the courage to publish it on Kindle. These stories are precious as they are my babies whom I have given birth and nurtured them until they were ready to cross the threshold. Countless cups of teas and countless hours of contemplation, character building, shaping and reshaping the stories have gone into the making of The Way We Are and I cannot be more proud to see the end result. I cannot be more happier to share the book with you all. I do earnestly hope that it receives the love and support it deserves.

 
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Constitutional Guarantee and Legality Lies Only in the Unification of Darjeeling with Sikkim : Nima Lama

Translated from an article featured in the Nepali newspaper Himalaya Darpan by Vinanjay Rai, which appeared recently at  www.kurseonginfo.wordpress.com

 

 

 

Sonada, 24th September

“The truth that there is a legitimacy attached to the present GTA, 6th Schedule and DGPP (Darjeeling Gorkha Paarvatya Parishad), or that  a constitutional guarantee is attached to the above, is none of our concern. Darjeeling is a territory of Sikkim; its constitutional guarantee and its territorial legality lies solely in unification with Sikkim”, stated Mr. Nima Lama, president of GRC (Gorkha Rashtriya Congress), in conversation with Himalaya Darpan.
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Swedish Water Project in Kurseong (Dr. Goran Lindblom’s interview in Himalaya Darpan by Binanjay)

 

“We would like to assist in bringing pure and abundant potable water to the people of Kurseong”
- Dr. Goran Lindblom

Kurseong, 13 August, 2012

Kurseong municipality has collaborated with Sweden for the first time in an attempt to provide clean and abundant potable water to the people of Kurseong. While various schemes are being carried out expeditiously for the smooth flow of the project, Dr. Göran Lindblom, chief advisor of the project has been in Kurseong since August 8th representing, as well as actively working for the project. In relation to the project, Dr. Lindblom stated that this project is based on the relation and agreement between the two countries.
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A Face in the Crowd – By Sanjay Pradhan

Translated directly from a Nepali newspaper article in Himalayan Darpan dated 23rd May 2012)

Even today, when we see Shobha bahini (sister Shobha), we hear her tinkling laughter in the eminently popular radio show called  Shambhudai Ko Hulak (Shambhudai’s Post. Brother Shambhu’s Post was a witty question-answer radio programme which was hosted by All India Radio every friday in the early 70s. Listeners from all over India and Nepal sent letters asking witty questions which were read out by the fictional character of Shobha bahini and were answered with equally witty answers by the fictional character of Shambhu dai ).

Shambhu dai’s (brother Shambhu) quick-witted reply together with  Shobha bahini’s laughter comprised an entertaining pair. Aired during the early 70s, the show’s popularity is still remembered by the local audience with great fondness. This programme was aired every friday in the evening via All India Radio. Unlike today, there were no televisions or FM radio stations during the early 70s. No other program aired on the radio during the time, gained as much popularity as Shambhudai Ko Hulak. Friday evenings at 6:30 pm, people crowded in front of their radios in great anticipation of the programme. As a young student, I was fortunate enough to witness such a sight. Shambhu dai Ko Hulak gained popularity not just within the borders of the country but its acclaim spread as far as Nepal. Shambhu dai and Shobha baini’s wide fan base  covered northeast India and Nepal. Fans travelled from distant places to Kurseong just to get a glimpse of Shambhu dai and Shobha bahini; to see what they actually looked like, to receive their autographs and to take a picture with them.
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Intrusive Natures – A Gist of the Study of Human Nature

Lewis Caroll once said, “the things most people wan t to know about are usually none of their business.” I find this quote increasingly substantial as far as its nature is concerned. It is  true indeed  that we are all interested in other people’s matters when our own matters need utmost care.
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A Great & Terrible Beauty – A Review

Author: Libba Bray
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy
Published by: Random House
Year of Publication: December 9th 2003
Series: Gemma Doyle Trilogy
Pages: 403
Verdict: 3 1/2 out of 5 stars

Synopsis:
Gemma Doyle is an outright teenage rebel with an attitude that is unforgivable in the Victorian Era. Hating her existence in the dusty and grueling plains of India, she harbours a great deal of dislike for her mother mainly because she does not comply to Gemma’s wish of moving back to London and attending a finishing school for proper young ladies.
Under very mysterious circumstances, Gemma’s mother loses her life shunning her husband, Gemma’s father into an oblivion where his life is ruled by alcohol consumption. Thus suddenly Gemma’s wish comes true when she is transported to London where she is admitted into Spence Academy, a finishing school where proper young ladies are honed to make perfect dutiful wives to their husbands. Wracked by guilt for being ruthlessly sarcastic and intolerable towards her mother, Gemma deeply blames herself for her mother’s untimely demise and is unable to celebrate her admittance to London’s society.
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An Experience of a Cimmerian Shade

I stood at the edge of the forest both enticed and reluctant. Behind me the village beckoned. Houses with chimneys from where wisps of smoke coiled upwards promised me home and hearth.  The warmth of home and hearth lulled me to take a step back. But a deathly cold air escaped the forest and fanned my hair. A deep chortling laughter rumbled somewhere in its belly. The rumbling vibrated causing the moss under my feet throw up tiny stones and tickle the roof of my feet. Of all things dark and sinister, of all things evil and mean that awaited me in darkness anywhere, this one was certainly the blackest and I took a step forward nonetheless.
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An Unwelcome Pause

A pause has descended over my blogging for which I am sincerely apologetic to my dear readers.  No, I did not plan to take a breather, nor a pre-planned hiatus. The biggest peril my writing suffers as of now, is my impending move which may be interpreted as a period of zero writing. I genuinely feel inadequate and imperfect when the pleasure of conveying my thoughts on paper, be it physical or digital, is robbed from me.
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