Monday, December 30, 2013

MY JOURNEY TO ‘MAMAGHAR’ IN KATHMANDU

My admiration for a sweet new blossom of humanity….

This autobiography of my nephew, Arjun, who is just two and half months today.  

25 November 2013
I was very excited when I heard my mom and dad plan for the trip to my mamaghar in Kathmandu. Now to term it as mere ‘excitement’ is a little understatement because I didn’t sleep that whole night. I slept around 4 in the morning but after a couple of hours my mom woke me up – it was probably an early morning flight to Kathmandu and we had to leave home by 6am. On our way to the airport, I could see my mom’s sleep-deprived sore eyes. But, my sweet mom as ever cuddled and adored me and her eyes were beaming from certain unrestrained joy – giving me the feeling that she forgot she had not slept that night.

Then, started my first and long ride in an aeroplane. The moment I entered the plane, my eyeballs grew wider in anticipation of what the inside of an aircraft looked like. For the first half an hour, I indulged in my excitement of seeing altogether a different space with so many people in it but then I could not keep it at the same level any longer. The next moment, my mom and dad cramped themselves into their seats and I was confined to my mom’s lap. All through the flight duration, she tired best to deal with my changing moods and whims and with frequent trips to baby’s room to feed me.  
 
Finally, we landed in Kathmandu airport but I was still not sure that we had flown over nearly 1062 miles. I wondered how my mom and dad melted that vast distance with their bonding and in doing so they cemented two different families and cultures. At the airport, we were received by my grandparents and Thulo Buwa. A strange emotion covered my mom’s face and when she looked at me to introduce to my grandparents, I told her in silence that  “each brush of breeze that touched my skin at that moment were telling me I belonged to Kathmandu as much as it belonged to you mom”. I looked at my dad at that very moment to see a big smile shine on his face and a prideful gesture of coming back to a place which he had begun to love so much!