Revisiting Nepal: with Manjushree and Trishna
It's the undeniable umbilical cord! Nepal; a country that stirs up emotions that I did not even know existed! Perhaps it is the heady breeze of the mountains or the rustic smell of the rugged pines and the cones. Perhaps it is the sad history of the land; the simple people or just my roots...deep down! I picked up Manjushree in my recent visit to accompany me. I was looking out for her to take me through the tumultuous events that had shaken, stirred and overhauled the country. It was almost a decade ago that I met her, through her book,"Forget Kathmandu; an Elegy for Democracy", and this time as I walked along the forsaken corridors of NarayanHitti Palace, I could relive the vivid narratives of Manjushree's book. I was happy to pick the book again in a bookshop in Pokhara and present it to my daughter. For myself, I bought the more recent "The lives we lost", a collection of essays by Manjushree on events of the last decade or so in Nepal. Vivid, mov...
