Monday, March 30, 2009
Running for ASR Senator
Friday, March 27, 2009
Life in a Mess
If I were to stare at the mirror for half an hour, I would still be surprised with the way my life has been moving in the last few weeks. The way I have been acting, I will tell you, it is not me. To make the long story short, my life is in a mess. I have been suddenly pounded by tonnes of assignments and projects. It is not that others do not have assignments, the thing is whenever I have a choice for my paper or project topic, I often choose the one which I have absolutely no idea about or is too hot to handle or difficult to get information about. For instance, for my economics country project, I chose Nepal, my country. At first, the choice seemed obvious to me but then later as I set down to do research, I realized retrieving information about Nepal was more difficult than I had thought. There are very very few books on Nepal at Trinity Library, one I found on Nepali politics was from 1970s. Data collection in Nepal is not very scientific and is done mostly by UN groups, the government rarely collects any statistics.
You would not believe that I missed a lot of deadlines for my assignments. I do not have any record for doing so. Even though GPA does not mean much to me personally, I give a heck lot of attention to it since that is how everyone judges a student’s performance and knowledge. And missing exams, which usually happen only thrice a semester could permanently strip you of the prospect of landing an A. If there is any class that I hate so much then it is Ancient Science & Technology. No, Calculus III comes second. And, Macroeconomics comes third. Wwww…is there anything that I even like? It seems no. I am a complainer. I don’t like this system. I want to be on my own and read and study what I want. What do I want? If you ask me what is my favorite subject or discipline, my blank stare at your face might make you uneasy but yeah that is what I would do. I love a lot of disciplines. I have interest in politics, international affairs, stock market, rural and urban planning, all physical sciences, mathematics, philosophy, psychology and many more. I want to gain knowledge and read about all of these areas but no college education, not even those like Brown which do not have a mandatory Common Curriculum requirement would cater to my ‘unusual’ style. I guess, for this you could call me a complainer since I am very hard to be pleased.
I kind of drifted away while writing this. I wanted to talk about the mess my life is in right now. On Monday, I decided I would get some work done on my Ancient Science & Technology Project, which is supposed to be about a dozen pages long and so skipped the class to be in the library. A consequence of bad ‘karma’ you can call it, an important exam was scheduled and an assignment was due the same day. I had not marked my calendars and so I had no idea about these. When I think about it now, I can’t tell if skipping the class did more harm than good since if I had gone, I would have failed it, and that’s for sure. You know who wrote de Architectura Book VI? I didn’t know. What’s a sambuka? What am I talking about? Just few of the terms common in my Ancient Science & Technology class
Things are moving too fast. I am working on my Writing Workshop Paper which is about Federalism in Nepal. I chose this topic because it was interesting and I wanted to know more about it since this issue of federalism is being discussed in the Constituent Assembly in Nepal and is the hottest debate in Nepal right now. I could have easily got away with an easy topic like abortion, gay marriage, capital punishment and other common topics that we have been writing essays on from secondary school. But no, I want to learn about new things. Very Inspiring, I’m impressed you would falsely say. Now, I have got to do a lot of research about this topic. And guess what, there is not a single book in our library on this topic. With the inter-library book loan program that directs you to a page where you have to fill a long form that I do not like, I am all left to the internet. Hope Google Scholar helps. I LOVE Google. Google is such a sweetheart, the BKG (Big Kind Giant); Microsoft is such an evil monopolist and Apple is only for certain type of people, those who can afford big bucks. (As you can tell, my opinions on Microsoft and Apple have nothing to do with this article. I just wanted to say it out.)
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Who is the Owner of the Ruler?
What's up with the Pope?
Friday, March 20, 2009
Federalism in Nepal? What does it mean?
The newest republic of the world-Nepal is in a fragile transitional phase since it is undergoing lots of historic changes. After overthrowing a 240 year old monarchy backed by a 95000 strong Nepalese Army, notorious for their bravery, Nepal became the newest republic of the world. While the proposal to divide Nepal into federal states is being discussed among main political parties, the debate about whether or not to divide Nepal into autonomous federal states with right to self-determination has deepened. With this debate, views have been polarized; one camp believes dividing Nepal into smaller states will compromise the integrity of the nation, while the other camp believes it will help in development and better governance, modeled after the most developed country in the word, United States.
There are three major debates about the introduction of federalism in Nepal. Firstly, there is a debate about whether or not Nepal should be divided into federal states. Secondly, if majority supports federalism then, should the federal states be autonomous with right to self-determination, which in plain language means the individual states could be run independently of the federal government. Thirdly, should these federal states be demarcated according to race and ethnicity of people living in those corresponding states or should it be based on geography, like in the past even though it has proved to be unsuccessful. As a Nepalese youth this issue is important to me since the decisions that will be made now will affect the future generation. More importantly, I am from the southern plains of Nepal, locally known as Madhes which has been marginalized and deprived of equal opportunities for development and representation in the government for centuries. If Nepal decides to have autonomous federal states with right to self-determination then, my region would get equal opportunities for development and representation.
However, this issue is a fairly complicated issue and it would not be easy to decide on either of them. After Madhesis (people from southern plains of Nepal that I belong to) raised demands for autonomous federal states, such demands started to be raised by regional ethnic groups throughout the nation. Dividing the nation into federal states based on race and ethnicity is not a rational step as it would push Nepal towards disintegration and possible struggle for independence in the future. Also, regional tensions among states would take the form of ethnic conflict which is a big impediment for stability. The political leaders are caught in a lose, lose situation. If they do not agree to the demands of Madhesis who represent almost half of the Nepal’s population, various Madhesi factions have threatened to launch an armed struggle and violent revolutions which would tear the country apart. If they do decide to succumb to Madhesis’ demands, other smaller ethnic groups’ demands would also have to be met since they have issued similar threats too. So, the country would end up being divided into federal states on the basis of ethnicity. Either way, Nepal loses.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The quest for Trinity
As my high school education neared its completion, we were handed a self-evaluation form by our guidance counselor, who wrote our recommendation letters for college application. It was pretty big deal since the rumor was that our guidance counselor relied heavily on those self-evaluation forms for writing recommendation letters, allegedly due to his indifference and reluctance to write more than hundred unique reference letters. My seniors had confided in us about his notoriety for indifference and this fact obviously worsened our apprehension while denting our hopes of getting into a good college. The first part of the form had the space for self-description using three words, mind it- no more, no less. And that was how the lofty quest for those three magic words – ‘the Trinity’ began. Soon, all of my classmates seemed to have plunged in introspection for the next few days, trying to identify what three words described them best. If I walked by some quiet places in the evening, I would realize creatures, frozen in space and time in lotus poses were not dogs as popularly believed; instead, they were our own little BNKS ‘Bomjans’, my own classmates, apparently meditating for the Trinity- the three enlightening words.
Those who meditated and indulged in deep introspection came up with pretty reasonable words. Everyone realized that unless their words were fancy, they had to go back into their meditation. Complexity was a virtue. This opened up an academic discussion amongst us involving rich vocabulary and we began to hear unworldly words that were heard once in a blue Moon, and usually reserved for Newsweek articles read few times a year in our General Paper (English) class. We knew simplicity was unacceptable. Settling with simple and three common words to represent one self would have spoken tales of weak vocabulary and an implicit laziness to strive for quest of fancy words. Some even feared quoting common words would hint an aberration from normality and entail the notion of modest ambitions. Upon repeated meditations, many of my friends realized Googling their brains returned simple and common words no matter how hard they tried. The law of economics prevailed and the demand for thesauruses soared. But this was soon overpowered by the scarcity of thesauruses in an elite school, naturally being elite did not help, it was still in Nepal and that mattered the most.
The law of supply dictated the thesaurus market more than the law of demand. The only thesaurus on our floor and possibly the only quality thesaurus in our residence hall, Byasrishi House belonged to my roommate Yunesh. With this, his stock among my friends soared. He had the magic potion that everyone wanted. Defying the law of economics by superimposing it with his generosity, he never charged anyone for the use of his thesaurus. At least he could now quote altruistic as one of his three words. Had it not been for the greed of this fancy word, he could have easily made a fortune. As you can imagine, the line outside our room waiting for his Encarta thesaurus never seemed to end. I often had to squeeze my way out whenever I had to get out of my room. I wish there were some fancy word to describe this phenomenon. Had it not been for the strict discipline of an elite school like Budhanilkantha School, his thesaurus would have easily been tore down by a mob of ‘fancy-word hunters’ as would a sack of rice by a mob of hungry people at a UN camp in Africa.
It did not matter if the word truly represented the person; all it mattered was the word had to be relatively alien and unheard of, most importantly to the guidance counselor. The stranger the word, the better impression it would carve. Benevolent? Not quite. Munificent? Magnanimous? You’re getting there. A sample quoted the three words as “1) inquisitive, 2) innovative and 3) amiable”. Everyone lied. Naturally, ‘Honesty is the best policy’ ones were left behind. The guidance counselor was pretty adept at spotting lies so, he had ruled out words like hard-working, friendly and smart. We overrode this limitation by finding fancy synonyms as alternatives. While friendly was unacceptable, amiable was perfectly acceptable; similarly, while smart and hard-working were unacceptable, ingenious and diligent respectively were acceptable and desirable. The rule of the thumb was that the words would be acceptable if the guidance counselor had to take asylum with the dictionary for at least two of the three words. Of course, more often than not, he took refuge in the dictionary world for all three of the words. As you can imagine, he had the dictionary within arm’s length every time he read our evaluation forms. A student testified seeing an Oxford dictionary fall from his pocket while our guidance counselor was having lunch in the school’s dining hall. If you think by the end of reading these hundred or so evaluation forms, he would have learnt three hundred new words then let me remind you that many of the words were repeated since most of the people thought they were diligent, amiable and ingenious or its synonyms. Obviously, he enriched his synonym bank.
A Death in the Family
Lightning didn’t strike me but I know even if it would have, it could not have been worse. I guess I will start rambling on after few sentences so, I am warning you ahead. I received a call from my home and the news delivered was distressing. I do not call home often, usually they call me. I am trying to live in this little isolated world of my own, divorced from all worldly bonds and emotional attachments. Every call from home creates a little hole to peek in my little isolated world. It’s not that I hate my parents or family. They are the only people I love and they mean to me more than anyone else. This is a normal behavior of an adolescent I guess, normal since I am growing amid an American society.
Life and death are the two biggest mysteries that haunt every human minds, even more so thinking, active and intelligent minds. The only death that I have seen closely is the death of my grandfather. It was an unusual death in many ways, ways that I do not intend to mention here. I was only 14 years old then and the concept of death was alien to me even though I knew that being dead means not being able to find that person on this Earth or in this universe. I was very close to my grandfather and I was his favorite among all cousins that I grew up with, in my large family in my village. It has hardly been 6 years since I lost my grandfather and the pain has not healed yet and it seems I am going to lose my grandmother now. It’s unfair.
Can’t they wait? Death should give me sometime so that I can overcome the pain of losing my grandfather and those childhood days that I spent in his arms listening to folklores. It should give my grandmother sometime so that I can finish my college degree and go back home to see her. The tears in her eyes when I left for the United States have stamped an indelible image in my mind. I vividly remember her words, “You are going so far from me. I do not know if I will ever see you again before I die.” Even though she said these words in a serious tone, I knew this was just an intended humor. Her words have turned true, what an irony. I wish they had not.
My father did not hide anything; he explicitly said, “She is in her last stages. She is confined to bed now and cannot move at all. It seems she will not live for long. Do you have any of her photos?” As a grown-up adolescent, I know about this process of life and death, unlike Siddartha Gautam(Lord Buddha). But my incomprehensibility and inability to understand this process or to reason why this is inevitable is no different than Siddartha Gautam. When someone dies in one’s family, all the knowledge, understanding, rationality and pragmatism goes on a holiday trip to Bahamas, all it matters is that the person, whom they loved so much and who loved them so much would be no more in this world. No one can do without shedding tears.
Jaundice. That is what put her into this situation. This word will become associated with fear and hatred for me throughout my life. I know throughout my college degree and beyond, whenever I will come across this word, I will wage a war against it. I will try to learn everything about it with every opportunity, all its weakness and I will humiliate it. I might not be able to kill it but I will defeat it and will make sure it never invades me or my family in the future. Jaundice is a curable disease if treated properly and in a timely manner, if not, it brings death. Her jaundice was not caused due to contaminated fluid or food; it was due to degeneration of her liver aggravated by her diabetes. Diabetes runs in my family and so does high blood pressure. She was further afflicted by gastrointestinal complications. She moved with a diseased body afflicted by diabetes, high blood pressure and gastrointestinal diseases. Such a lethal combination will bring any mortal down sooner than one can imagine. She battled successfully these years, thanks to her healthy diet and traditional lifestyle in a serene, natural and rural environment.
Living amid strangers, all I can do now is reminisce my childhood days spent with my grandmother and wait for the final call from home. With every trrriinnnnggg now, my heart will skip a beat. The tears have started welling, it’s such a pain I have no one to share my grief with.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Women deserve beatings and rape, survey says
Published as blogs on Timesonline on March 10, 2009
Posted by Jennifer Howze
The more things change...
So I thought that time was behind us, when a girl could be said to be "asking for it" - "it" being a slap, a beating or rape - because she was wearing a short skirt or talked back. But a new survey conducted for the Home Office shows that one in seven people believe it is acceptable in some circumstances for a man to hit his wife or girlfriend if she is dressed in “sexy or revealing clothes in public”.
A similar number believed that it was all right for a man to slap his wife or girlfriend if she is “nagging or constantly moaning at him”.
It may not surprise you that men and women over age 65 (and who grew up in a different era) believed that a woman should be partly held responsible for being raped or sexually assaulted. The lower social classes tended to agree as well.
There's so much of this story that needs examination: what are we doing about domestic violence, how reliable are these results, how does the way we deal with rape and domestic assault feed into these values, the list goes on....
And when you think about the children in these homes - who grow up believing that a recalcitrant woman just needs a good seeing to, in one way or another - it seems almost inevitable that they will carry on the torch.
But one thing that always occurs to me about domestic violence and rape is how it affords so little power to men. They are incapable of controlling themselves around a V-neck jumper. They can't hold their own in an argument with their partner so they have to roll up their sleeves. How can the people who espouse these ideas think anything other than men are weak, pathetic creatures who are powerless in a world of women? I wonder if that thought occurred to them, if they would condone the behaviour after all.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Remaking of Man
Constructing Identity through the Internet
A Critique of Insurance Policy in the United States
The insurance policy in the United States be it auto insurance or health insurance is not among the best policies of the United States. These insurance policies are structured in an oblique way and thus incomprehensible to common people and are unjustly structured as in the case of auto insurance. Almost every state in the US requires automobiles to be insured before they can be driven on the streets. And the way insurance costs are charged is unjust. Similarly, health insurance policies are elusive. Even though 80% of Americans are insured, visiting doctors and buying medicines are exorbitantly expensive and often inaccessible to lower middle class and poor Americans.
George (name changed), is a guy from a lower middle class family and his parents have just managed to buy insurance for him. One day, while playing tennis, he was struck on the eye with a speeding tennis ball. Without any second thought, any person would have reported to the nearest clinic and visited the doctor as soon as possible. Taking into account his economic conditions, he decided he would be better off letting it heal naturally. Sadly, even though he was insured, his insurance did not cover dental care or eye care and a single visit to the doctor would cost his parents several dollars and purchase of medicines another few hundred bucks, maybe. A week later, he realized the pain was persisting and could not decide if he should pay the doctor a visit after all.
Several diseases and afflictions can be prevented if they are reported on time and such hesitations to visit doctors are a common thing among poor Americans. George was uninsured even after being insured. Had his parents not paid several hundred dollars on his insurance, he could very well have used a fraction of that money to visit the doctor and purchase required medicines. What is the point of making people buy insurance and not paying for the doctor’s fees or not providing insurance against eyes or teeth? Eyes and teeth are part of a human body too. If insurance cannot cover the insured when they need it and continue to appear elusive, they should receive reimbursements at the termination of their insurance. Tying arrangements, such as limiting the insurance policy if treated by a certain doctor or at certain hospital, which is very common is unjust and egregious example of monopoly. Having health insurance for Americans is by all means a good policy, but making it elusive, expensive and inaccessible is unjust.