D. B. Gurung - Life and Letters
Thursday, 26 April 2012
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      Written, collected and edited by Ram Prasad Prasainram_parsain@yahoo.com   One of contemporaneous signatures in the field of Nepali writers in English, D. B. Gurung was born in a middle-class Gurkha family in Kathmandu. His family hailed to Kathmandu originally from Rumjatar, the... Read More...
Doing creative writing is not like running a news article based on a fact - D. B. Gurung
Friday, 27 April 2012
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      (Mr. Ram Prasad Prasain and his colleague Mr. Keshar Bahadur Balampaki met and talked about various facades of Nepalis Writing in English with D. B. Gurung. They prepared the questionnaires and emailed them to the novelist; and he answered them. It is written and personal interview. –... Read More...
Ancient Kapilvastu was Pretty Much Where The Tilaurakot Ruins are Today
Saturday, 04 August 2012
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[On the basis of the Ashokan edicts at Paderia and Nigliva and their location along with reports of Rohan L. Jayetilleke (Article in The Himalayan Voice, March 22,2010) and Robin Coningham of Bradford University we can accept the location of Kapilavastu in Nepal Tarai zone. In this context the... Read More...
Litterateur Gothale no more
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
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Famous playwright and novelist Govinda Bahadur Malla 'Gothale' passed away on Monday. He was suffering from asthma and other bodily ailments since long. Malla, 88, died at around 12 in the afternoon at the Himal Hospital located in Kamalpokhari where he was undergoing treatment since Dec 5. Born in... Read More...
2013 Monsoon Floods in Nepal and India: What happened and what could have been done?
Tuesday, 25 June 2013
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[This article is extracted from ICIMOD official website. To view full text with pictures, please visit the source : http://www.icimod.org/?q=10932. Editor]   While the world is waking up to the news of the horrific scale of the recent flood disaster in the Mahakali basin of Nepal and Uttarakhand... Read More...
Oh, Subru! Hi, Humanity
Monday, 06 May 2013
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IMAGE                                                                 — Ram Prasad Prasain   Retiring the tiresome day He bid and told me, Wrapping up the all conversations, “Sir, don’t send my body to my country” “Why?”  I was... Read More...
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Monday, 15 April 2013
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- Ram Prasad Prasain

Hi Gentlepersons!!! How are you feeling and taking this site?! I am browsing it times and again to see the fathomless sanctifying spirits, flora and fauna of beautiful nature and loomig and weaving undre the dreams of the very site developer has undertaken, i have nothing more than overwhemingly pondering on it. And i staretd to ejaculate inner sentiments with outer realities as unfurlonged here. Interest in dreams is as old as mankind himself. Mankind’s oldest book the Bible is full of them, with the first recorded dream occurring around 1900 B.C.E. The Greeks, Romans and Babylonians all put great hope in dreams, especially on the eve of battle. They believed that through dreams their Gods would direct them to victory. Today the interest in dreams and their interpretation is no less profound. In the early 20th Century Sigmund Freud referred to dreams as �the royal road to the unconscious.’ He gave his own interpretations of dreams on the basis of our repressed desires, especially the sexual urge. Today it is generally held that Freud’s interpretation of dreams was overly simplified. But why do we dream in the first place? Dreams are often a response to our daily thoughts, activities and sensations. They are often, then, a reflection of what has consumed our minds in the preceding day or two. Dreams are apparently a necessary part of our being. Experiments have been done in which adult subjects were given drugs that progressively eliminated their rapid eye movement (REM) sleep. It is during REM that dreams occur. The depriving of the ability to dream resulted in marked personality changes in such subjects. They became increasingly abrasive and anxious and found it difficult to concentrate. It was also shown that the younger a person is, the more important dreams are to their well being. Scientific studies have resulted in some universally accepted conclusions about dreams. Firstly, it is apparent that everyone dreams, even those who would deny it. Dreaming is as natural as breathing. Babies dream much more than adults. Infants, in fact, spend about 70 percent of their sleep time dreaming. In comparison, adults spend just 24 percent of their sleep time in the dream state. It appears that animals also dream. Researchers have long known that sleep can be divided into stages. Initially we are in a light sleep stage. From there we progressively enter into a deeper sleep until we reach what is known as the Stage IV sleep state. From here we enter into a lighter stage before moving into the REM stage. REM sleep is accompanied by darting movements of the eyes, even though they are closed. It is as if the eyes were watching a movie playing on the closed eyelids. During REM the brain is operating as if the body were awake. It is during REM that dreams occur. It generally takes the sleeper about 90 minutes to pass through all of the stages of sleep. Once the REM stage is completed, the process starts again. During the first cycle, REM lasts for only about five minutes. This, however, gradually increases until during the final cycle, a person in the REM stage for up to fifty minutes. So, in a normal night’s sleep a person will spend between ninety and one hundred and twenty minutes in the REM dream state. Dreams are very easily forgotten. In fact, we generally only remember the last one we have each night. Realising that we all dream so often, however, can give us a little balance when it comes to looking at the meaning behind our dreams. A dream is not a special occurrence with a special meaning. It is something that everyone does many times every night. Of course there are many people who would interpret your dreams for you. The greatest argument against their effectiveness, however, is the fact that there is huge discrepancy among these �experts’ as to the interpretation of dreams. One expert tells you that your dream means this, while another gives an entirely different interpretation. Another problem with professional dream interpretation is that psychotherapists from different cultures ascribe different meanings to dream symbolisms based on what they are familiar with. This, again, has led to wildly different interpretations of the same dream. A tendency among dream analysts of recent times has been to teach people to interpret their own dreams. It is felt that each person is aware of his own thoughts, feelings and experiences and is, therefore, in the very best position to know what his dreams actually mean. This, however, leaves the interpretation of the dream open to our own bias. In other words we can make the dream fit into any interpretation that we wish. The general scientific consensus is that dreams are a necessary way for our subconscious mind to exercise itself. They warn about attaching undue significance to any interpretation of dreams. We are advised not to take our dreams too seriously, but rather to enjoy them for what they are – an essential part of our sleep process. The realities of this time were once dreams in the mind of lunatic and rational day dreamers and lonesome sleepers.

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 - Laxmi gautam (www.laxmipratisthan.org)
To My departed sons and parts of my heart who left me too soon.
I had always hoped to spend my life with you two. To my horrible misfortune, even though you both came through my womb and you were grown up in my lap, my dream of spending the rest of my life in your company ended in vain. Kumar, when you were born as our first child, our happiness knew no bounds. You came to this world at the month of July when I was looking after a cow who had just delivered a calf, thinking the same pain as mine. Despite the severe physical pain, I was relieved to see your coming since you were my future and a pearl through my womb. My physical weakness and the unlimited happiness from your arrival both made me trembled a lot. All the house was full of rejoice with every member of the family celebrating your arrival. The days were passed happily with your presence. After 3 years, Balram, you also came as our second son to add happiness to the family. The astrologer prepared your horoscopes and told us that Kumar will be the protector and the preserver of the family and added that having the horoscope sign of Leo, his nature will be like a lion and always likes to lead as opposed to working under anyone. He described Balram as the Light of our family who will earn name and prestige inside and outside the country. In your childhood, when both of you were in the terrace, it was like a spectacle to us. Our hearts were torn apart even at your minor wounds. As the days went on, your height and size also grew, you started going to school. My eyes were always looking for your arrivals turn by turn till 4 o clock. When I could see you both coming back from school, there was a feeling of a kind of relieved happiness circulated through my veins to the entire body and I used to kiss you and hug both of you turn by turn. At our happiness and at our sorrow, we were always relieved by seeing our future in you two. Later your younger sister and brother were born. Since you two were already grown up, you begin taking care of them by bathing, cleaning, clothing and feeding. When you carried your younger siblings to the school, we felt that none of the sorrow in the world would touch us. I considered myself as the happiest person in the world. Later, as you began assisting your Papa in the shop before and after your school even in your uniforms, I was full of glad. I was surprised to see you when you were responsibly assisting your Papa with your hungry stomachs even without eating the meal prepared by me. As the time went on its course, you both became grown up and joined the respective colleges It was a moment of pride and joy and I used to pray to the god for everyone to provide the joy I had. Kumar, you became engaged in the field of tourism after your academic studies. When you presented your first earning of 25,000 rupees to your Papa, I felt our country was really prosperous. I was worried why our other brothers and sons have remained unemployed. I will always remain grateful to Suresh Maharjan and Surya Travels who introduced you in this field. Dear son Balram, when you went to the US on 30th July, 2004, I controlled myself by seeing the tears in your friends\\' eyes which showed their love towards you. I told your friends to control them and not to cry as you would come back soon and I wiped their tears and kissed each of them. When they also hugged me in turn, I was glad to have many sons in your friends. It seems like yesterday when your father and brother Kumar came back with sad face after seeing you off at the airport as I questioned them \\\why are you sad?\\' As time went on, when I was sad missing you, the news of your achievements like Vice President\\'s Honor, President\\'s Honor and Student of the Year Award delighted me and my feet were above the ground. I used to kiss your Papa, brother Kumar, sister Saru and brother Krishna with pride. My dear Kumar, as you took tourists alongside our house, you used to introduce us as your parents and we used to stay in a line to pose for the photos. Which mother wouldn\\'t be happy in this situation? As you cuddle the cheeks of your elderly 84 year old grandfather and 78 years old grandmother by joking if you could remarry them. At this, your grandparents used to pretend as if they were angry with your joke. When you were late to come back home, your younger sister and brother were desperate to see you as the fish without water. You were closer to them rather than us.
In 2008, your Papa went to the village of Anekot for the construction of resort. As your father always talked that this country is prosperous, I used to think everybody is worried about the country. As you committed to join hands with your father in his mission, I used to be full of proud and wish the God to give you good continuation to your social thought. But Alas! The night of 29th December turned out to be the darkest night of our lives which eclipsed all our happiness. That night the cruel fate snatched you away from us forever in a motorcycle accident in less than a kilometer away from our house. At the untimely death of younger people, I used to feel sad and cried at seeing their cremations, how could I bear this fate, O my heart! O my boy. Where are you? Tell me O my soul! Why do you leave your mother and the family by making us like an orphan? Where are you? Dear son where are you? My dear son you left me but I can do nothing except than wishing to the almighty for your eternal peace. May you rest in heaven. After the demise of your brother, Balram, you were the hope for all the family, you used to relieve me by telling you will look after us after your brother was gone. You were always peaceful and smiling, my Buddha! Great soul having the spirit of helpfulness!! My dream! Balu, you were widening our prestige abroad through education. But you also departed in a shocking tragedy occurred on 3rd October, 2009 in the foreign land. O God why are you so cruel? What mistake had I committed? For what offense are you punishing me repeatedly? Why did you tear my hearts apart? Today is the first anniversary of Laxmi Pratisthan, established in your memory to pay our true tributes to you. When we thought deeply, we came to realize that we had no other alternatives other than accepting the eternal and inevitable truth of death after birth. We are forced to tolerate the grief and agony no matter how painful it is. My wish to pass the rest of my life with you has come to an end but we are trying to search your faces in the faces of many helpless brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers in this world. We are trying to work for the continuation of your good deeds by helping them to stand in their own feet. Your father who had never worked hard before, he is also taking me from villages to villages from one corner to another in the search your images in thousands of people in which your loving cousin Arjun, your brother and sister and your true friends and helping us to achieve our goals and made us coming until now. Hope both of you are safe in heaven looking down to us being God. May Laxmi Pratisthan be successful in completing the rest of the works left by you. Provide us your protection. If possible, please come to take rebirth in my womb in another cycle of creation. In this life it was not possible to spend the rest of my life and die in your laps, I hope to do so in next life, lot of desires are still remained to be fulfilled. And then we will make frequent visits to different parts of beautiful, peaceful and prosperous Nepal as imagined by you. Just please come to take rebirth in my womb. In your fond memories. Mother Laxmi Gautam a god. i hope they will come to born through same womb again.

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Voice represents the existence of certain section of human involved in the mainstream politics whereas voiceless refers to the peripheral voices which do not have influence in the mainstream. Voice plays important role in the socio-cultural activities. Nation and civil communities have their own forms of permitted speech codes of expression. Voices find expression only by mastering the rudimentary codes of those socially sanctioned speech conventions. Daniel Weintraub writes that voices are strongly outspoken as “part of alternative media, part of community organizer, and part of youth center”. Codes and symbols guide patterns and ways of life in the society. Certain degree of social civility and a mastery of a civil mode of address are required for the voices to acquire legitimacy. It is only by satisfying the demands of these civil linguistic codes that the subaltern voices can find their way into the public spheres.


The novelist portrays the bitter reality of secluded, marginalized and subaltern voices in his novel through a sober protest of human reasoning. He presents and acknowledges the plight of heroic struggle and resistance for the identity and space of one’s roots. The voiceless comprises of women, children, refugees, little girls, many young people, old people, and the ethnic minority people. Their lives go unnoticed; their stories remain untold. One needs to look into their eyes and hear them speak.


People at the grassroots and in marginalized communities lead to unite and exercise for the resistance that contributes a space for their voice/s. People from margins should unite and involve themselves in participatory politics. Organization threads unity. The unity fastens the strength for public and individual recognition for having space.


The novel, Echoes of the Himalayas, deals with the social exclusion, marginalized, subalterns, of the untouchables, their economic plight, exploitation, misery, dreams, desires and their hope of liberation creating discourse in the public spheres through the legitimate form of literature.


Gurung’s novel voices the voiceless, empowers the powerless, breaks the culture of silence and expresses against the cultural hegemony. His mouthpiece Gagan accomplishes these activities through the establishment of ANNPO, an abbreviation of All Nepal Native People’s Organization, a political wing affiliated to natives. Ethnic and natives are economically poor, socially excluded and culturally silenced by Hindu-caste system in Nepal. Power holders control the means of economy, politics and volatility of social life. They exercise and entertain language, culture, religion and public sentiment to maintain their presence in power politics. Here, the novelist identifies and raises awareness on the issues of social injustice, inequality, and dehumanization through his writings, and especially here in this novel.


Gurung’s novel summarizes the sufferings of natives, ethnic people, downtrodden class and subalterns imposed by the elite class with their cruelties; a firm belief that by observing human values and developing awareness among all, many of the problems faced by the natives, subalterns and marginalized ones in existing social system can in no time be solved to a greater extent.


Literature has social responsibility; and the novelist emphasizes the voice of peripheral peoples. In an interview, the novelist says, “Circumstance has made him (Gagan) a crusader but not a rebel. Wait a minute, when one suffers injustice, why not he resorts to intellectual resistance against those who are not gods?”  It indicates ground reality of this novel with its intrinsic and extrinsic pattern of philosophy. Anger and dread remake Gagan a rebel. He resists against essential establishments of entire Nepal.


The resistance inspires him to enter in organized system that provides and enhances a space for him. He resists to exist; and exists to resist. Such resistance shatters the forte of dehumanized faces and liberates many oppressed ones. “A writer should be apolitical, non-partisan and unbiased so he can tell the truth, bash the evils and praise the good ones, and advocate for the voiceless for equality, justice and human dignity” Gurung opines. He affiliates to no political party. He always writes to voice the voiceless; and ignites political consciousness and civic sense.


He realizes and understands controversial terms with public reality and political rhetoric. He does not feel the de facto nationalism at the deprivation of his natural right to entitled to be an ideal citizen of the country. Nationalism, without respect and dignity of other people’s fundamental human rights, bears a hollow sentimentalism of verbosity and empty discourse.


The novel denotes writer’s historicity, situatedness, spatio-temporal dimension. Each art of work depicts an authorial blueprint of consciousness. Works and its authors are fully blended with human sensibilities. Tear and laughter, smiles and bruises, heartaches and headaches, falls and rises, etc., influence the aesthetic decorum. Culture, history, story, time and consciousness gush into creative aspects like in Gurung’s novel.


Gurung expresses the story of a sensitive and patriotic Gurkha who dies to defy the corrupt system of governance in the country of    his origin, and pays a heavy price for his filthy western ideas of rights and equality. It is a tale of raw human passions, of courage, disappointment and defiance to stoop before brute reality.

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One of contemporaneous signatures in the field of Nepali writers in English, D. B. Gurung was born in a middle-class Gurkha family in Kathmandu. His family hailed to Kathmandu originally from Rumjatar, the mid-eastern Nepal. His schooling took places in different countries from Nepal, India, Bhutan, and Sikkim to the United States. He has traveled extensively about forty-two states in the United States; and visited the United Kingdom, Japan, Thailand, Hong Kong, and India.


Gurung realized the importance of a native land owing to the experience of his familial movement. He was a painter and also started expressing his poetic sensibility since by early childhood. Though his family and acquaintances did not openheartedly appreciate the flair of poetry in the youth of Gurung family.


Gurung has spent many years far from his native country. He has garnered the firsthand experience as a migrant and diasporic person. Being a member of ethnic community, he knows better how it feels to be a victim of racial segregation, and being educated in a liberal tradition,  he feels the suffocation—as does Gagan, the protagonist of his novel and somehow his alter ego —in a society where people are denied basic freedom and human dignity.


Gurung published his first volume of poems, Sleepwalk (2003) which earned national attention and drew the literati and critics on it, and co-authored Voices from Nepal (1999), the first anthology of poems by Nepali writers in English. He brought the voices and echoes of the repressed humanity in his novel, Echoes of the Himalayas (2000). It has captured diverse issues: autobiography, native-nationalism, ethnicity, resistance, identity politics and representation effectively, vividly and picturesquely.


Gurung’s dexterity and erudition has been witnessed in his Nepal Tomorrow: Voices and Visions (2003).  He has edited and compiled widely read collection of articles from various spheres of society that accumulates and assembles thirty-nine of the finest minds of country with its encyclopedic scope. The epigraph from Nepal Tomorrow: Voices and Visions speaks as


To the millions gone
Who could not find voice
To the millions born
Who cannot find voice
And those millions unborn
Who are yet to find voice (xii


He ventures to voice the voiceless millions, empower the margin voices and break down the culture of silence. He expresses mission, vision and direction with messianic responsibility through his literary insights to ethnic minorities, sidelined ones and downtrodden portion of humanity.


Gurung’s many poems have been published in various anthologies of Nepal and the United States, including Distinguished poets of America, American Poetry Anthology, and Creative Arts and Science, among others, and have won several awards and commendations. He prepares to appear with a new novel sooner ahead. Philosophy, politics, life and society and controversy make place and leave marks on history through his writing.




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