An Avid Observer

One day, she might tell you all that she was lucky to have me in her life. I will strongly disagree, i was implausibly lucky to  have her in my life. I want you to correct her, if I won't be there to do so...

Mohit Chauhan, a famed Bollywood singer performing live in Tudikhel, Kathmandu in front of thousands of  his fans. Photo: Setopati.  Mohit Chauhan. This name  doesn't need any further introduction among music maniac people especially if you love humming romantic Hindi songs. Some people may associate the owner of the melodious voice with his recent hits, but for those who have walked along his musical journey, he is a phenomenal singer. Luckily, I am one of them who have hummed his 'Dooba Dooba' from his Silk Route days, back in the late nineties. And, I have been following this man with simple looks when he once again noticeably resumed his second inning in music with another music maestro A.R. Rahman with movie Rang de Basanti . Being my favourite of recent time, I always wanted to be somewhere under the sky where I could listen to his songs. So, the report of his arrival to Nepal was of immense pleasure and something to cheer up for me. I was ready to attend ...

So, this is it. The wonderful year is about to finish now. Another 365 days have been added to my lifespan. The journey from the last December 4th to this December 4th has been truly the one not traveled before. A bag full of mix, largely contradictory and varied emotions. I fell hardly on the ground, bruised my knees that I felt I would not be able to stand up again, but the next morning I walked down miles to the places, never been before. Been down to the dust, the very next sunny afternoon paid a trip to the cloud number nine. Past through the longest and the darkest tunnel, and the following evening I saw stars glittering for me and paving my ways to the glare. Was awake in the most prospicient nights, and joined by a far-off and soft hands to make every dream come true. Sometimes, I lost everything, but not my HOPE. Risked many thing, not my RESPECT. Buried the grudges, not MEMORIES. Burnt hatred, not COMPASSION. Spend earnings, earned LOVE. Clutched by loneliness, found ne...

My article published in The English National Daily, The Himalayan Times.