Thursday, October 3, 2013

14 hours and 33 minutes




We walked 14 hours 33 minutes from Tanahun to Gorkha on a single day avoiding major roads and vehicles. There exists a separate rhythm of life in the kuna kapchas (as my friend pointed out) of Nepali society that we were privileged to brush through on a day. In the calmness of scattered households and their activities, in the cacophony of forests ruled by crickets, in the clarity of magnified sound of human speech resonating clean air and stumbling in the hills, in the almost lulling drowsiness of impassive men sitting on straw mats in their porch perhaps killing time, in the haste of a man the distance of whose grazing goats demand that he end his conversation with us, in the shyness of girls walking to their schools clad in uniforms, in the guesses of women about your roots, it is not hard to see how far these places are from the omnipotent and godly Kathmandu. And not just Kathmandu, but also its theories, policies and philosophies. 

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