Aug 19, 2014

Floating through dreams and nightmares

To be scared thinking about scary situations,


In the middle of night, after you wake up, feeling all scared and tight and immobile,

When at night, you dream the most real dream. Crossing through a dark fearful bridge alone at midnight, which you have always feared crossing at midnight, although neither that bridge nor your dream are real.

Aug 12, 2014

Vintage Effect in Movie Maker

I'm going to be a tech Guru today, and try to outline simple steps on how to edit your movies in Windows Movie Maker to get that vintage effect. Its not even a tutorial, just a trick, for those who do not know already. Of course working in Adobe Premiere would reduce all this work, but then windows movie maker is free while Premiere costs $$$ so many of us cannot simply afford. 

Check my embedded youtube video here, if you want to feel what kind of "vintage" I'm talking about.



This is a short cropped clip of another video-just to show you a demo within 24 seconds. You can check out the full video here-it is a Nepali classic song which my cousin did a cover of.

Jul 14, 2014

A Female "Engineer" "comes of age!

feminism, nepal, handshake, skip, girls, boys
To not be skipped by any male when hands are being shaken.

It was before the Jana Andolan had taken place. It was still the age when we took pride in reciting "Nepal is a common garden of 4 castes and 36 sub-castes", and loved quoting Prithvi Narayan Shah's dibyopadesh to show off our nationalism. Those times before the issues of ethnicity, identity, gender and equity had begun to be vocally expressed - the period of calm before storm. Some who miss it call it the golden age, when Nepali people had sense, hadn't gotten communal and weren't screaming for unnecessary rights, we were still "united" as one and we had the good old king to take care of us "prajas".

It was that time when to be called of a modern mindset, all you had to do was recite "for me, there are only two castes in the world men and women" without indulging in the status difference of  these two "caste" in Nepali society. During that time, I was an undergraduate Engineering student. On my first week of college, one of the first comments that a male classmate had made to me was, why I was here studying engineering even though I was a girl!!

Jun 11, 2014

Dolpo Raw and Real

A Dolpopa tying his bullet wound with layers of khada
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Prized aphrodisiac, conquering the top of the world, Majesty/Glory of hosting World Cup Football-all stained and littered with blood and sweat of my fellow country people. Plight of a poor country's marginalized citizens.

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June 3 to June 11

7 days

That's more or less how many days it would take for one to reach Dho Tarap of Dolpa, from capital Kathmandu. More or less I say because I have never been there. It took me two days to reach Phoksundo from Dunai the district headquarter, and people said that it would take another day or two by foot to reach Dho.

June 3 when police personnel mercilessly beat locals of Dho Tarap - a small settlement in high pastures of Dolpa district. Very much a place shrouded in mystery and enchantment-mainly because of its geographical isolation.

June 11 when I first got to see flicker of these atrocities through small video clips shared in public by someone who witnessed it first hand.

Jun 3, 2014

What's wrong at the moment?

Everything!?!

Like the scenario before half time of a typical Indian or Nepali movie where the hero is the ultimate crime fighter but who has not quite found his ground yet-and so the city where he resides is still infested with heinous crimes, and what not-I find myself squarely planted in that "before half time" scenario.

All the crime dramas that I see unfolding in such movies-corrupt cops, even more corrupt justice system, atrocities right in front of people's eyes, power, paisa and the "bad" having a field day-everything is happening right before me.

My life is not a movie, where I reside is not a movie set. Yet everything so eerily resembles the plot of such badly told, heavily exaggerated, and repugnant male dominant movie.

In such movies, the heroine or the victims generally feel helpless until the hero comes along, fights all the bad guys, the corruption the system everything until everything is sorted. He makes everybody's life perfect.

How I wish right now that such rescue were possible in real life, however misogynist the rescuing notion is.

In real life, there is no "after half time" scenario. Its a continuation of "before half time" where you have not had your pop-corn, where it is not time yet to anticipate the good part happening soon. Perpetually laden with sorrow, defeat and dejection-and thinking of "popcorn". That's what the first half is all about.

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