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The Nepal Digest Fri June 26, 1998: Ashadh 16 2055BS: Year7 Volume75 Issue3

Today's Topics (partial list):

         Re: Housing Request by panthi family
         A Bird in the Tree for the Hunter
         A Nepali young scientist is ill
         Volunteer work
         News from Canada
         Gopal Shivakoti Chintan - Temporary Release
         Wanted: Panelists For Youth Forum!!

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************************************************************ Date: Thu, 25 Jun 1998 08:35:57 +0530 From: "F. A. H. ('Hutch') Dalrymple" <> To: The Nepal Digest <> Subject: re: housing blurb


Please consider 'hosting' my family: me and my wife Janaki, and our children Gokul, Parbati, Santoshi, and Roshan while we are in the N.Y.C. area (after attending 'Camp Sundown' at the XP Society, Poughkeepsie, N.Y.).

We are arriving N.Y.C. on July 19th, and attending the 'Camp,' in Poughkeepsie from the 22nd through the 26th.

Thus, will need a place to stay with a family(s) (having never been to America and speak little English) from July 27th to August 15th (roughly two weeks). We understand hotels/motels in the N.Y.C. are very expensive, and we're on a limited budget!

Now, we realize it's a challenge to take on an entire family of six, so possibly there are two families that would 'host,'/ and we can divide our family in half, and three stay one place, and three another.

We are in America to attend 'Camp Sundown,' run by the XP Society of Poughkeepsie, N.Y., and to seek medical help/advice as to a solution to this disease (Xeroderma Pigmentosum) that struck three out of four of my children (Rajan died May 18th).

Thanks so much for any consideration! We look forward to meeting our American friends! Namaste! Narayan Panthi"

I hope the above suffices. And I will pray for your success on Saturday night!

Namaste! hutch@

****************************************************************** Date: June 25, 1998 To: TND Foundation <> Subject: Charity for a worthy cause From: RJ Singh <>

Dear Friend,

     TND Foundation is initiating a charity dinner to help the Panthi
     family when they come to New York for their treatment in July 1998.

     The charity dinner will be hosted at the following address:

     Whittier Cafe
     1230 Amsterdam Ave
     Teacher's College
     Columbia University
     New York, NY

     Date: June 27, 1998 (Saturday)
     Time: 6:30PM
     Contact phone number: 914-421-9129 (Rajpal J. Singh)
                           212-678-3504 (Tara Niroula)
     Email address: (TND Foundation)

     Charity dinner donation: $20 per person. Approximately 60% will cover
     the cost and 40% will go towards helping the Panthi family. The amount
     will be donated to them "On behalf of Nepali Community" when they arrive
     to New York in July 1998.

     If you can not attend the charity dinner, you can send your donation
     (payable to RJ Singh - Panthi fund) to following address:

           TND Foundation
           P.O. Box 8206
           White Plains, NY 10602

    "A one hour Kura_Kani session (to be held once every two month on issues
     relating to Nepalis and Nepal) will be held on the same day at the
     same address at 5:00PM"

     Following donors' contributions are thankfully recognised for this
     noble cause:

        Mr. Umesh Giri, Colorado, USA
        Mr. Gopal Thapa, UN-Nepal Mission, New York, USA
        Mr. NK Ranjit and Mrs. Kopila Ranjit, Deleware, USA
        Ms. Sabina Thapa, New York, USA
        Anonymous graduate students, Bronx, USA
        Mr. Rajpal JP Singh, White Plains, USA
        Mr/Mrs Pawan and Nilima Agrawal, California, USA
        Nepal Mission - United Nations office, New York, USA
        Bhakta Gubhaju, Conneticuit, USA
            Regards, TND Foundation

---------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 23 May 1998 17:20:14 +0530 From: "F. A. H. ('Hutch') Dalrymple" <> To: The Nepal Digest Subject: Sad departure - Panthi family appeal


Rajan, my eldest son died, May 18, 1998. He was 24-years old. But, there is still hope for my two other children, Gokul, 19, and Parbati, 21. Please help us if you can! (please see attached photograph) My family is besieged by a deadly, genetic disorder, a virulent form of cancer called, Xeroderma Pigmentosum, made worse by exposure to the sun
(and other UV sources). Most children can go outside and play in the sun. My children have to hide indoors in the daytime and can only go out at night (after sundown). The sun, giver of life to most, is the taker of life to my child.

We have searched far and wide for help, treatment, and a solution to this situation... from Nepal to India and back, and finally, in America, we think we have found one! We, the Panthi family, have been accepted into a special ('Sundown') camp, the Xeroderma Pigmentosum Society of Poughkeepsie, N.Y./U.S.A., operates every summer. But, that addresses only part of our problem. First, we have to finance a great part of this expensive trip to the U.S. (in July) ourselves, plus meet additional medical expenses. We have determined that we need to raise nearly one-million rupees
(almost $16,000U.S.).

Fortunately, God has blessed us with friends, near and far: from Japan, to Alaska in the U.S. and to the U.K.. We have raised almost three lahks/rupees to date: The Swablambi Pariwar Sangh/Nepal has donated one lahk/rupees and is raising more, the XP Society is donating one session of camp, plus $2,250U.S., Royal Nepal Airlines is donating three free tickets and three at fifty-percent off between Kathmandu and London (still have to fund the London to N.Y.C. portion of the trip), Nepali students in Japan have donated 20,000 yen (10,000 rupees), and friends in the U.K. have donated 40,000 rupees. But, we still need to raise seven lahks/rupees more, or 700,000 rupees
($11,000U.S.). Thus, we (my wife Janaki and me) ask for your help! Please consider this appeal!

I have worked all my life to support my family. I owned a successful business, a small hotel here in Kathmandu until my children were stricken with this almost unknown illness (we have been to doctors and hospitals from Kathmandu to the south of India). Now, we live on the rent from our stores below, roughly 10,000 rupees per month (roughly $125U.S.). I have had to devote all of my time and energy to trying to find a solution to this disease that's devastating my family! Now, our only hope now lies in America, where it is said they have the facilities and possible treatment for such an unknown form of cancer, Xeroderma Pigmentosum. Please, if you have access to a computer/Internet, check out a WEB site: for information about this disease, and the XP Society. And we would also like to thank the following individuals, and organizations that have been involved with helping us in some fashion over the past years. Without them we could not have made it!

'Rajan and Gokul Panthi' #555555 'J' Himalayan Bank, Thamel, Kathmandu

Namaste! Narayan Panthi Anamnagar, Kathmandu, Nepal
(+977+1) 227311


Mr. C.M. Yogi/Hindu Vidyapeeth-Nepal Mr. Lakshmon Pandey/Nepal Student Union Mr. Robby Khanal The Nepal Digest Ms. Kay Wilson, Fairbanks, Alaska/U.S.A. Mr. I.W. Strong/Penwood Inc., Denver, Colorado/U.S.A. Ms. Uma Shrestha, Bay City, Michigan/U.S.A. Mr. Shailesh N. Gongal, Cambridge, Massachusetts/U.S.A. The XP Society, Poughkeepsie, N.Y./U.S.A. Swablambi Pariwar Sangh (Independent Family Organization of Nepal) Nepal Cancer Relief Society, Kathmandu Royal Nepal Airlines, Kathmandu Bir Hospital, Kathmandu T.U. Teaching Hospital, Kathmandu Anuradha Koirala/MAITI NEPAL Matthew S. Friedman/USAID Dr. Shyam Thapa/USAID The American Society of Clinical Oncology, Chicago, Illinois/U.S.A. The Swiss Cancer League, Bern/Switzerland The International Union Against Cancer, Geneva/Switzerland The B.P. Koirala/Lions Centre for Ophthalmic Studies, Tribhuvan University, Kathmandu Mr. Rajan Rayamajhi/Sangrilla Business Group, Kathmandu Mr. F.A.H. ('Hutch') Dalrymple/writer-poet, Kathmandu Mr. S.K. Gautam/Industrial Service Bureau, Kathmandu Mr. Raj Kumar Basnyat/Diyalo Quarterly Mr. Bijay Shivakotee/songwriter Mr. Punya Prasad Regimi Mr. Bindu Lal Shrestha/Peace Corp, Nepal Mr. Munish Bhattarai Mr. Ngima Gyalgen Lama/Kyusha University Graham and Colleen Misbach/L.D.S. Charities Mr. Mahesh Gautam Mr. Santosh Sharma/Music Nepal Mr. Kumar Basnyat/folksinger Mr. Sandeep Singh Mahat/#1 table tennis player in Nepal Rajesh and Anuja Agrawal/Creative Minds & Travelation Bogdan Holeiciuc and Cristina Armengol-Dalmau, Kathmandu Mr. Chandra Bhandari/former General Secretary, Nepal Students Union Mr. Bijay Kumar Kidia/Kedia Organization Melody Magazine Dr. Bhakta Man Shrestra/cancer specialist Mr. Himal Rajbhandari/Treasurer, Social Welfare Council, HMG, Nepal Mrs. Kamal Panti/Assistant Minister of Women and Social Welfare, HMG, Nepal Dr. Padam Prasad Paudyal, Salisbury, N.C./U.S.A. Dr. Dinesh Kumar Dalbir, Oklahoma City, OK./U.S.A. Dr. Sharad Kumar Sharma, N.Y.C./U.S.A. Dr. Ram Saran Mahat

------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sun, 10 May 1998 11:32:57 +0530 From: "F. A. H. ('Hutch') Dalrymple" <> Reply-To: Subject: press release


The Narayan Panthi family of Kathmandu has been accepted into 'Camp Sundown,' by the XP Society of Poughkeepsie, N.Y./U.S.A. The XP Society was started by Dan and Caren Mahar to help those (their daughter Katie) stricken with Xeroderma Pigmentosum, a virulent form of incurable cancer made worse by exposure to the sun (nee 'Camp Sundown' - a camp for children of the disease where activities commence at sundown). The Panthi family of Anamnagar has long been seeking help for their three
(out of four) children, Rajan, 24, Gokul, 21, and Parbati, 19, afflicted with this genetic disorder. The XP Society has accepted the Panthi family into session #3, 22-26 July in Poughkeepsie, N.Y.

His Majesty's Government, the Minister of Tourism and Civil Aviation, Anand Dhungana, has graciously offered three free tickets and three at fifty-percent off via Royal Nepal Airlines to help defray travelling costs. This will get the family to London and back. The XP Society is contributing, besides the Camp facilities for 5/4 days and nights, $2,225U.S. to help defray airline expenses from London to N.Y.C. Other fund raising activities are in progress to help with travel and medical expenses: a benefit concert in July which will help, not only the Panthi family, but the Sushma Memorial Hospital. Ram Krishna Dhakal and Bijay Shivakotee have agreed to perform (more on this as it develops).

A bank account (555555'J') at the Himalayan Bank in Thamel has been set up for those who would like to contribute to this humanitarian effort! Please do... Donate rupees, or volunteer to help!

For more information contact: F.A.H. ('Hutch') Dalrymple (English) 410319 (Lazimpat) or Rajan Rayamajhi (Nepali) 256701, 245780 (fax)

----------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 07 May 1998 11:23:31 +0530 From: "F. A. H. Dalrymple" <> To: editor Contributions <> Subject: Rajan Panthi and Xeroderma Pigmentosum (horrible form of cancer)

Because I first discovered the plight of the Panthi family in The Nepal Digest (when I was in the U.S.), I thought you'd like an update (three
'pieces' attached, plus a photograph). I'm now in Kathmandu, dealing with helping the Panthi family firsthand. We are raising money, both here in Nepal and the U.S. to send the family, Rajan including, to the XP Society's 'Sundown Camp,' in Poughkeepsie, N.Y. in July. Please help! Check out their WEB site: (for more information on the disease) We are producing a benefit concert here in Kathmandu (in July), and also urging, those who can, to make a donation (have a bank account both here and in the U.S.), to please do so. God will bless you!

And if you need further information, please contact me: F.A.H. ('Hutch') Dalrymple Namaste! and thanks! Bio article for Melody, by F.A.H. ('Hutch') Dalrymple - I ask only one thing from you for this article... That you will ublish this in both English and Nepali. And this might be a suggestion for all you text... That way both cultures can learn each other's. Make it a bi-lingual publication.

I pray that the pain I am feeling lessens Rajan Panthis'! I pray to God that
'he' (who knows maybe a 'she') will give m Rajan Panthis' pain. That I might have it and he not. I pray than I will see a little less that he can see more! I pray that he can hear more, and that I will hear less. I pray that he can be in the sun longer, and me less! I pray that his face be restored and mine disfigured.

I've lived my life, Rajan Panthi is dying at age 24!

And the next time you're feeling sorry for yourself, go see Rajan Panthi here in Kathmandu! He is all alone in a room a ove his parent's house. He waits to die in the dark. Bring him hope, talk to him, give him your strength... If you can do nothing less, like donate rupees. There is an account set up in Gokul Panthi's name at the Himalayan Bank! So, if you have more money than time (think yourself very important) contribute rupees. You will be blessed! The reason we are having this benefit music/humor concert is to raise money for this family and the Sushma Memorial Hospital. This publication is a proud sponsor of the event! So, support this publication, Melody too! Buy from their adverisers! Become an advertiser!


Rajan Panthi lies in his bed in Kathmandu, shrouded by death, waiting to die! His face horribly disfigured, he is blind, the Xeroderma Pigmentosum 'eating' away his flesh! The sun, usually a life giver, his enemy, the darkness his 'friend.

How can we understand such agony? Karma? Fate? Is it the inexplicable deadly mixture of genes? Evolution? There is no cure! Rajan Panthi waits for the darkness to swallow his body whole, for his mind to be made whole again!

"Out of the night that covers me, As black as pitch,
>From pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be, For my unconquerable soul!"1

I hold his hand! I squeeze it! I ask God for a miracle (I believe in and have seen miracles!) This kid is only 24-years old, his life a living hell from two years on! What goes through his mind? Not the usual things a 24-year old young man might dream about... There are no thoughts of career. There are no thoughts of getting married (to a beautiful girl), no thoughts of having children, not thoughts of getting a job, of recogniting, of security, of old age... Of a life lived, even! He wants only that his body to be used so that medical science can find some solution to this disease, so that no one might have to suffer as he has!

How lucky we are to be healthy! How lucky we are to think we have a future! Rajan Panthi waits in the dark to die, sentenced to death from birth, by chance! How cruel fate can be! How lucky are we to live a life! He waits in the dark to die! I ask God for a miracle everyday now! Or, at least some explanation... Rajan Panthi lies in pain in the dark alone (for near death we are all ultimately 'alone'). Below, one level, at the Panthi house, his parents, Narajan and Janaki, live with hope... How else could they survive, wo of their other children, Gokul, and Parbati have the same dreaded death sentence hanging over them. The expressions on their faces tell the story... These two children have tried to commit suicide a couple of times! Parbati, in her white dress, knows she will never have a man interested in her disfigured face, Gokul, in his Nike baseball cap, knows the same fate awaits him as upstairs, where...

He waits in the dark to die! He waits for death with no eyes, the look of a leper! I pray for a miracle! I ask God for a miracle! How lucky we are to have a life, to walk in the sun, to enjoy a bird's song, a lover, a restaurant meal, a job, a future To see, to hear! Oh, how lucky we are! He waits in the darkness to die! Like a building storm it comes! First, it begins to rain... Yet, rain brings life! I want to bring him music, life, hope! I want my friend, another Rajan, who is healthy and attractive with a bright future, to read to him from Sogyal Rinpoche's, The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying! I think of making a video... No, I cannot exploit this man's agony!

He waits in the dark to die! How lucky we are! Oh God, I ask, what can I do for this boy turned into an 'Elephant Man?' The thunder answers through the valley!
"I speak to you through the thunder and lightening, be still, know I am God!" Across the way, through an opened door, a bottle of Champagne sits in an ice bucket. A man and a woman embrace! Below there is laughter, a group of people having a party. I kill a mosquito that buzzed in my ear last night!

He waits in the darkness to die! How lucky some creatures are... It is Saturday, a holiday in Nepal. I see a rainbow! Has God answered my prayers?
"I speak to you through the mysterious rainbow. Be still know that I am God!" Why Rajan Panthi? Why not me? Why not you? How lucky we are to have lived a life with hope! He waits in the dark to die! You can see the pain on their faces, the Panthi family! How lucky we are not to be in pain! We think we suffer, and have problems.... Next time you start feeling sorry for yourself, go visit Rajan Panthi (or someone like him)! Be thankful for what you have, whatever that is. Be thankful you don't have, three out of four of your children suffering from this version of hell (in front of you everyday). Be thankful you can see, or hear, or can sit in the sun! Oh, how lucky we are!

He waits in the dark to die!

POSTSCRIPT: Some people have an amazing capacity to avoid; ignore, or otherwise rationalize how not to get involved, or how not to contribute to relieving the plight of their fellow human beings. I see it demonstrated everyday, and I hear the plausibl explanations. In some ways, these people are lucky, because I cannot do the same! I cannot ignore, any longer, another's pain, another's need. Maybe it's my age, maybe it's what I've been through in my life...? But, I know that, "There, but for the grace of God, go I..."

F.A.H. Dalrymple Kathmandu, Nepal 24 April 1998 1 Gerard Mandley


Take a good look at the photograph of the three Panthi children, Rajan aged, 24, and his sister and younger brother, 21 and 19 respectively... They have all been diagnosed as 'terminal' from the voracious, disfiguring cancer, Xeroderma Prigm ntosa! That's three children in the Panthi family, and all dying of cancer!

But, let me have Rajan Panthi, the oldest tell their story...

I am Rajan Panthi, a twenty-four year old resident of Anam Nagar, Kathmandu, Nepal. I have a serious, debilitating cancer called Xeroderma Prigmentosa, and am nearing the end! One of my eyes has been removed and my other eye is so badly sollen that I am now blind! My whole body is badly infected and is completely covered with sores that ooze a puss. Black scars can be seen to cover my body. My whole body aches with severe pain, sometimes its almost unbearable. I have to remain isolated in a room. But, despite all of this I am still alive!

With the little money that my father earns from his small shop, we have made it this far... My youngest sister 21, and my younger brother, 19, both are also suffering from the same disease. They are also disfigured and are suffering. I have been from different hospital to hospital, both inside and outside of Nepal, but with little in the way of positive results. A large amount of of money has been spent at several types of treatment, but there is no sign of improvement or recovery. I'm sure too that the three of us have become an unbearable burden on my parents. The stress has caused them to become ill themselves.

I am under the impression that there is a recent invention and/or discoveries in the field of science and medicine that may help people like us...? I, from the bottom of my heart, want to stop financially burdening my parents. My last desire is that this will all be or nothing, that an institution will take on the responsibility a solution to this horrible disease. I solemnly pray that no other single human being will have to suffer from such a deadly disease. It will make me personally happy and grateful for any assistance from individuals or institutions. I am willing to donate my body for investigation, so maybe my sister and brother might be saved.

Thanks a lot for your compassionate consideration. Rajan Panthi Kathmandu, Nepal (011+977+1+227311)

Thus, anything you can donate will be gratefully accepted, as we are planning a benefit concert here in Kathmandu. Anything... As small as $1U.S. dollar... Anything, as it all goes to producing this concert which we hope will raise a substa tial amount of money for the Panthi family, as well as, call attention to this type of dreadful cancer.

Contact F.A.H. Dalrymple in Kathmandu as how you may contribute, and/or otherwise help 011+977+1+410319 or via the Internet

P.S. There is a XP Society in the U.S. available at: to learn more about this form of cancer

****************************************************************** Date: Thu, 25 Jun 1998 00:21:36 -0400 (EDT) From: "Pramod K. Mishra" <> To: The Nepal digest Editor <> Subject: A Bird in the Tree for the Hunter

        In my first year in college on the banks of the Ganges, I visited an ashram. And in order to get there, I had to go through the whole length of the east-west town, including the prisonhouse. It was partly loneliness and partly this urgent desire to figure out the ways of God and man that made me walk those miles to the sedate monastery that sat on the cliff overlooking the expanse of the Ganges.

        Even otherwise, since childhood, I always sought out gurus, shadhus, pirs, monks, saints, maulawis, ministers for discussion on religious matters. Ethics and metaphysics had gripped me as early as I could remember. Ever since I had broken the tulsi-bead that had been thrust upon me and that hung around my neck like a wooden log around a recalcitrant calf's neck and eaten fish, and my mother had beaten me for disappointing her life's mission to make me a monk of a particular Hindu sect, I had been curious about the metaphysical world that existed in the invisible realm but affected tremendously the mundane lives of people around me. In fact, all along growing up, I had been surrounded by ghosts and Rajbanshi spirits, some benevolent, others malevolent. Every mango tree in the village hid a ghost; every slippery mud-ridge a Saitan. The "pithari" tree on my way to school was thought to be a choice nest of ghosts. The river where the villagers buried and burned their dead, a village of ghosts was said to live and prosper, invisibly. But I thought it like real.

        In short, I had gone through Rajbanshi rituals, devoted much time and effort, all clandestine, to becoming an Ojha; gone to bhajan-kirtan, dancing and singing "Hare Rama, hare Krishna" around the idols of Krishna and Radha in a fresh-smelling bamboo and hay hut; chanted "Kalma" taught by the village Maulawi to whom my father had sent me to learn Urdu, Arabic, Persian and Bengali; and of course gone to the "satasangh" of a vegetarian sect organized by Sundar Rajbanshi whom I called Mama, my mother's social brother, in a nearby village. I was in search of answers, I guess, as a child. And I believed when I heard from the mouth of the damai monk, "Saat sworg, upwarg sukha; dhariya tula ek unga; tule na tahi sakala mili, jo sukha lubha satsangha" 'Even boundless joy together with seven heavens fail to compare the happiness of Satsangh." So I went.

        All along this other domain that had such control over human life and that enabled a few edowed ones to have such power of the word over others had instinctively fascinated me. But now, I had left the jungle village and had gone to college on the banks of the Ganges on my own insistence, where I knew nobody; and my particular condition made it difficult to make easy friends. And with the on-rush of puberty a few years back, my questions had become too many and the answers I got about that world had dwindled. With people whom I knew I argued about it as though my life depended on it. I had heard that the head-shaven, saffron-garbed monks who gave talks to the vegetarian Rajbanshis once a year came from a place called Kuppa Ghat, and this fabled place was in the same town where I went to college. At least something in the town I knew that came from Nepal.

        So one Saturday morning, I set out to find the place. In my five or six mile solitary walk across town, I had plenty of time to look around--up, down and yonder--and wonder about the buildings, localities, and things. I passed through a Muslim section of the town, rumored to have narrow, dirty lanes and dangerous men with cutlasses. I turned my steps into a trot. Then I encountered Kotwali, the town police station, where legendary police inspectors said to be working with the criminals who lived in the wild of the Gangetic basin. I pased that, too, looking up toward it from time to time. Then came the Cinema hall with fierce guards with wooden battan twirled up moustache. I had already heard that the talkie belonged to the town's most notorious gangster of a particular caste. Then I past through the town's infamous district, and I straitened my gaze like a village maiden or a tonga horse with blinkers and hurried past, snatches of words about mother's and sister's private parts terrifying, more than shaming my ears.

        When I passed the courts and the parade grounds, a huge boundari wall with layers of barbed wires on top and guards stationed in the towers greeted me. A boy of fourteen or fifteen coming from a jungle village, it was the first time I got to examine a town and its buildings. The villages had no such history enshrined in concrete blocks; they had only generational memories. The architecture of this building mystified me; I had never seen a prisonhouse before; I had only heard about. After this structure, there was a large mango grove that stretched all the way to the Ganges, and on one corner stood a sky-kissing, bald water tank. Only then could I reach Kuppa Ghat, the monastery of celibate, vegetarian monks.

        Of all the monuments and institutions of that Indian town, the jail house fascinated me the most. My conscience was young, buried in taboos, and libido undeveloped to be fascinated by the brothels. Curious I was; fascinated I was not. But the prison-house was a different matter. Weren't my villagers taken to jail in Biratnagar on trumped up charges and subjected to inhuman tortures? Wasn't Babaji, my childhood hero, had been taken from the Nepali village to the Indian jail on charges of robbery, where he had died, and the Dom had dragged the body, spitting on his arse, a necessary ritual for such unclaimed bodies? Jailhouse held no glory--only terror. I hadn't yet read Nehru and Gandhi's prison accounts. For me, the prisonhouse held disgusting looking, inhuman criminals with fangs and claws, humans who loved to tear the entrails of their fellow-men.

        Yet unlike the crowd and abusive invitation of the brothel, the sudued goings-on of the police station in the heating sun, I could see nothing behind the rising walls and the barbed wires, save an occassional glimpses of the guard, sauntering in his tower with a rifle. I conjured all kinds of scenarios of the inside, and moved on to the habitat of the celibate monks built on the jagged cliff on banks of the Ganges. Standing there on the open balcony of the courtyard, you could see the dark foliage and the stretches of water and sand across, and a vast expanse of the fertile land, now green with crops.

        Every year, they said, the holy river brought plethora of black mud and sand; and every year, the farmers lost track of the boundaries of their land. But they slid on the rich mud in gigantic pitchers and sowed, and when the crops ripened, feuds began. The rich mud claimed human blood every year, and the stretch of the Ganges, flooded in the monsoon, and fertile rest of the year, bred criminals like flies. So I imagined, not without reason, that many of these criminals were housed there in the prisonhouse as well.

        Then one day when I returned to my village, I heard that one of the dreaded bandit named Gaina Miyan had been taken to the notorious jail of my college town. We had spent countless nights in the Rajbanshi village awake and ready to flee home for fear of these raids from across the borders in the summer and monsoon months. And Gaina was only second to Bechana, both endowned with legendary powers and ways to raid villages across the border from India. For example, I knew that Bechna could climb up a straight wall, his paws stuck like magnate on iron. His Arabian horse could hear his secret call and get to him to carry him and his loot. The stories sounded like those I had read in Bengali about the Arab world.

        Now when I returned to college and traversed the miles to the monastery, I knew that there was at least somebody in town whose name I had known from my village. When I passed the jailhouse, I stared at its walls with more intensity now. And its rising walls, the barbed wires, the guards, and the unseen inmates got itched in my memory.

        A couple of years passed; my irreverence grew; my loneliness shrank; I made friends. I gave up those long walks across town. Among my friends was Arun, who lived with his professor father. Actually, he was Chandar's classmate; both were history honors. And Chandar and I lived in the hostel now, where Arun visited us whenever he could. Arun wore feminine, delicate features on his high cheeckbones--soft comely face, well-shaped, attractive nose, hairless face, curly hair. In places, where girls are allowed to be attracted to boys of delicate build, soft face, and feminine features, he would have been a sensation. But on the banks of the Ganges, only boys had the freedom to do so. His father, who taught history and was not my teacher, was almost ugly. His hair was crow-black, cheeks slabs of ebony on a round face. He always wore, unlike most professors who wore shirts and pants, cheap but clean dhoti and kurta. On the whole, his ugliness, cleanliness, simplicity enhanced the grimness of his face. It was not a smiling simplicity that you see in Gandhi's photographs.

        One day, Chandar said that Arun had three brothers, one in medical college and two in engineering. "Good for his father. Lot of dowry," I said, without even thinking. But Chandar said, no, all of them were in prison. One of them in fact in the town penitentiary where Gaina was lodged. Gaina Miyan and Arun's brother living side by side! The same as I had passed by every Saturday a couple of years ago? And I felt like getting hit on my head by a rock. I soon learned that all Arun's brothers were Naxalites, followers of Kanu Sanyal and Charu Majumdar, the Bengali gentlemen of Naxalbari, not far from Nepal's eastern border. These two men had started militant communist movement in the sixties, and a landlord and a few peasant had been killed and the incident had spread like lightning all over Bengal and other provinces of India. It had inspired quite a few Nepali youth as well. C.P. and R.K. Mainali, among others, in Nepal had allegedly joined the movement and spent a large chunk of theri youth in Nepali prison. In India, the movement had drawn extraordinarily talented young men, mainly from highly competitive science, engineering, and medical colleges and from middle class homes. At one time, Calcutta had become the hotbed of such violence, and in pockets of Bihar, Madyapradesh and the Telangana region of Andhra Pradesh, the movements had concentrated among the peasant and dalit villages. Violence, both from the landlords and the militants, had become widespread.

        But the volatility of the movement hadn't remained had in time dwindled and localized. Indira Gandhi had gotten her first taste of human blood at this time. She had launched a massive campaign of repression in Bengal, killing, torturing in unspeakable ways. Numerous brilliant young men, driven by youthful zeal and idealism and high I.Q., had taken to the movement in the hope of realizing a utopia by wiping out feudal institutions through bloodshed. Hadn't Mao done the same thing in China not long before? And Lenin before that? But the repression had taken its toll. Countless young men had been killed in false encounters; and women's genitals had bled when their interrogators had plunged their battans to make them confess and inform. Mahashweta Devi in Bengali, Bhisham Sahani in Hindi, and many others wrote graphic description of such tortures in their angry fiction.

        And then came the student movement and the Emergency. One stormy morning, Chandar told me that (his brother was a lawyer in the same town) a jailbreak had occurred that morning. The prisoners had killed a guard and mutilated another, and when the guard came to the rescue, he, too, had been killed. And the prisoners had taken the ladder of the guards and quite a few had jumped off the wall and fled toward the Ganges under cover of the mango grove and rains. There was a massive manhut going on all over town. And we feared that a few might head toward our hostel, for we had by then known that the hostel had become a den of criminals who took shelter from Indira Gandhi's MISA (Maintenance of Internal Security Act), called Kala Kanun.

        That night I thought a lot about Gaina Miyan and Arun's brother. Did Gaina, too, escape with others? Did Arun's brother, too, escaped or did he stay? The next morning I heard that prisoners had managed to escape to the Gangetic wilderness, save two. One had climbed up the water tank and had been killed. And the other had climbed up a mango tree and hid himself in its thick foliage to seek the cover. He had perhaps planned to escape to the anonimity of the Ganges under cover of darkness at night fall. But the police party had combed the area and found him seated up the tree. And soon he fell on the thin grass of the ground like a bird shot by a hunter.

        I didn't see Arun much after that. But I heard that his father said that he had three other sons left to go. And when the exams were over, his father sent Arun to JNU, Delhi, where they wrote papers on Marxism, rather than getting shot like a game bird. Charu Majumdar and Kanu Sanyal were realeased from prison years later, and both spent lives as common politicians, admired by distant sympathiers, frowned upon by their more successful colleagues, hated by opponents and cursed perhaps by the mothers of those brilliant young men and women who had lost the hopes of their future in this blood feud.

        It's not that violence itself is bad. History is witness to its numerous blood rivers. Wars, revolutions, colonizations have demanded blood, and societies and nations, calling themselves civilized, have given blood--a form of civilized human sacrifice. But unnecessary and untimely blood sacrifice hasn't brought any desired results; it has only wasted precious lives. And when the same causes could be accomplished through peaceful means, blood sacrifice does nothing but fulfill some inexplicable, deep-seated urge in human nature. In the geopolitics of Nepal, only a peaceful revolution can accomplish results, a revolution that comes through the participation of majority of its people and through their political education. Only education can drive fear out; blood will only silence even those who want to learn and speak out and vote and transform and abolish.

        But then any such movements are hardly the handiwork of an individual; they result from the force of circumstances--despair, uncertainty, corruption, decay, deafness and blindness, the talk of cake where bread is needed. They result from the complacency and opportunism of the privileged; the arrogance of the powerful and the misery of the powerless, the hungry and the humiliated.


*********************************************************************************************** Date: Mon, 22 Jun 1998 11:32:12 -0400 From: Lokesh Shrestha <> To: Subject: Racist remarks

This is just to let you, Mr. Tiwari, and the TND subscribers know that Budhanilkantha graduates did not just sit and observe the "racist" remarks thrown at Paramendra dai, a fellow Budhanilkantha graduate. Paramendra dai had sent a copy of the posting that he posted on the TND
(May 18) to a selected bunch of Budha graduates. Some of us had replied to him stating our concern on the matter defiling the perpetrators. I, on one hand, had felt that the comments posted on Paramendra dai's web site were more of an expression of personal antipathy towards him rather than the ethnic background that he represents and felt that the matter should have been resolved on a personal basis rather than by creating an impression of a racial crisis on the TND. I am pretty sure that Paramendra dai knows who the perpetrators are and what their intentions were. So, as an reply to Mr. Tiwari's concern Budhanilkantha graduates knew better than just to "to swiftly denounce such acts of blatant racism in the strongest of terms" as you have suggested. One thing that we, the graduates of Budhanilkantha, cherish more than anything else is the opportunity that we had to interact with students from all sorts of background. We know the difference between expressions of personal antipathy and "acts of blatant racism".


****************************************************************** Date: Wed, 17 Jun 1998 11:16:39 -0700 From: Pawan Agrawal <> To: Subject: Nepalese in Bay area


My name is Pawan Agrawal and I live in San Jose, California. This place is commonly known as "Bay Area" or "Silicon Valley".

I am looking for more Nepalese families in this area. If you are one or know some one, pls drop me a line.

Thank you. Pawan.

****************************************************************** Date: Wed, 17 Jun 1998 21:49:59 -0000 From: Kailash & Debbie Dewan <> To:

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(CTEVT/HMG recognized).

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Connection Yellow Pages, publishing its 7 edition.

Connection Yellow Pages 1999 will be out on January 1999.

Many thanks Debbie G. Dewan Managing Director

************************************************************* Date: Wed, 17 Jun 1998 19:10:55 +0100 From: XFULL_NAMEX <> To: Subject: Addresses in Canada

Dear editor,

I would appreciate very much if you could publish the following message in the forthcoming issue of your popular TND publication.

"I am trying to find out the contact address of my friends who are working in CANADA. If anybody knows about them please send me their contact address.Their names are as follows:

    1. Mr. Dhana Bahadur Angdengbey, Programmer,
        (from Terhathum District, Nepal) He used to work at Data System International (DSI),
        Durbarmarg, Kathmandu

    2. Mr. Parashuram Mishra, Computer Consultant
        He used to work at Asia Foundation, Maharajgunj, Kathmandu"

Thanks Madhu Sudhan Acharya Department of Computer Science Birkbeck College Malet Street London WC1E UK email:

****************************************************************** Date: Sat, 20 Jun 1998 19:12:40 +0100 From: RAJ BAHADUR SHRESTHA <> To:

Dear friend I am looking e-mail address of Mr. Suraj Shrestha. He is now in USA, doing his Ph.d. Thanks for the help. Raj Bahadur Shrestha

***************************************************** Date: Thu, 11 Jun 1998 11:50:54 -0700 (PDT) From: Anil & Jasmine Tuladhar <> To: Subject: A Nepali young scientist is ill. Let us help him.

Here is a sad news about the illness of one of the brilliant Nepali scientists. Let us think a way to help him. How can we set up a fund to raise money for his treatment? I wanted to hear from Rajpal dai, Ashutosh and others on this issue.

            Young scientist ill again
            By Khemraj Rijal

            KATHMANDU, June 9 Young scientist Bijaya Adhikari who has = come on struggling with penury and deprivation for quite long has once = again fallen ill.Born in Bhadrapur-15 of Jhapa,twenty-three year old = Adhikari had developed brain tumour and become ill when he was only = twelve years old.

            When he only recovered to some extent from the disease after = operation at West Bengal Medical Institute,Calcutta,he suffered from = ulcer.Once again both the diseases have surfaced on him.

            Entered in the field of Science and Technology with the = desire to devote his entire life in this area,young scientist Adhikari = not only have studied but also done research on how electric charge is = generated from the heart,its reasons, advantages and the working of pace = maker.

            In his experiment Adhikari has generated electric charge by = using the heart of a frog.From this he discovered that artificial pace = makers could be produced on commercial scale.Adhikari says that he = studied and brought about the conclusions regarding the experiment in = RONAST. For this he studied and done research in RONAST for three = months.

            "Despite desire to continue in this field, illness and = economic deprivation have become a hindrance," laments Adhikari.I = don=92t even have money for treatment.

            He has been assisted with some money by INSEC,GRINSO,Nepal = and Lumbini builders.Although the then Home Minister Khum Bahadur Khadka = had also ordered the local administration to provide Rs 5,000 to the = young scientist as help for his treatment,he has not received the amount = after the change of the government.

            Presently, he and his father are busy collecting money for = the treatment.

************************************************************************* Date: Fri, 05 Jun 1998 20:30:09 PDT From: Sagar Onta <> To: Subject: Looking for Nepalese in Purdue

Namaste everybody,
      I am looking for any Nepali in Purdue. I might be joining the university for my masters and would like to have some information about the place. If anybody know anybody there, pls reply asap. I need to find them urgently. Dhanyabad.

Sagar Onta BEng,Civil (1st Class Honors) SIIT, Thammasat University Thailand

********************************************************* Date: Wed, 25 Mar 1998 23:11:48 +0900 From: Al Dionne <> To: Subject: Information


My name is Alan Dionne. I'm an English (ESL) teacher currently working in Seoul, South Korea, but I'm looking for opportunities to teach in Nepal. I'm Canadian and I've been in Korea for 15 months. I would greatly appreciate any information you could give me about working/living in Nepal.

Thank you very much, Al Dionne

*********************************************************** Date: Tue, 02 Jun 1998 19:44:19 +0900 From: Takafumi Mugii <> To: Subject: Volunteer work

Hi. I am interested in voulnteering in Nepal and Vietnam, both for short term periods of 3-4 weeks. I am finishing up with a job overseas and will be traveling home the long way and stopping off in a few places. I am interested in doing any number of things such as building work, education, or unskilled labor. I have had expereince working for a volunteer medical group in Tanazania, administering vaccinations and weighing infants. If you have any information that would help me in my search, it would be much appreciated.

 I'm sending this mail from my friend's computer. Please mail me tha e-mail address below.

Shannon Crawford

****************************************************************** Date: Mon, 16 Feb 1998 21:52:58 -0800 From: To: Subject: volunteering

We are a mother and daughter 54 & 17 who are considering volunteer opportunities in the himalayan area for about 6 weeks in July/Aug 98. We would be very interested in your ideas for us. Thanks so much

Teri Akin
************************************************************************ Date: Sun, 15 Feb 1998 22:58:08 +0800 From: "Dir.Rebecca \"Becky\" V. Polestico" <> To: Subject: Volunterr services

Hello guys,

Your website is good , however, I missed the mountain ranges struggling around the himalayas. But I heard and I heard it most often of her beauty, of her tranquility and her silence. What volunterring services you wanted? I can do writing, research and conducting trainings. I have done it to other Asia-Pacific regions already. I am also teaching Math, Physics and Chemistry. I am also excelling in how to use SPSS a Statistical Software for Research purposes. If you want, those type of services, I would submit myself for free.

Sincerely, Dr. Rebecca V. Polestico Philippines Nepal has been equated to Mt. Everest.

******************************************************** Date: Sun, 8 Feb 1998 23:25:36 -0500 From: Dorje Holistic Yoga Tantra Institute <> To: Subject: Request for more information

Dear friend,

Please send us more information about your institution, its teachings, programs and activities. Include free literature. Also, we would like to receive your mail on a regular basis, so please put our address on your mailing list. Thank you.

Yours sincerely, Uma Public Relations Dorje Holistic Yoga Tantra Institute P.O. Box 4, Stn. R Toronto, ON M4G 3Z3 Canada

   Dorje Holistic Yoga Tantra Institute was established to promote historical, philosophical, and literary research on the Yoga and Tantra traditions, and also to conduct scientific research on the physiological and psychological effects of Yoga and Tantra practices.
   Dorje Holistic Yoga Tantra Institute P.O. Box 4, Stn. R, Toronto, ON M4G 3Z3, Canada E-mail: Website:

**************************************************************** Date: Sun, 08 Feb 1998 19:21:54 +0800 From: Shalini <> To: Subject: volunteering in nepal

Hi, Could you give me some information on volunteer work in nepal. I'm a 23 year old female working as a software engineer in the National university of Singapore. I hold a bachelor's Degree in Computer Science.

Thanks much V Shalini Software Engineer Centre for Information-Enhanced Medicine National University of Singapore Tel: (065) 872-7640 Fax: (065) 775-6721

****************************************************************** From: To: Date: Mon, 22 Jun 1998 09:57:55 +0000 Subject: Re: Cherchez la Femme

Dear Nepal Digest,
                         Can anyone help me get in touch with Jamuna Kayastha who used to teach Nepali to Christian Haberli in the 80s? Mr.haberli is anxious to get in touch with her and has lost her email address. I 'm using all methods of searching but experiences in the last few months would indicate that it sometimes helps to send the message outside Nepal first. Contact me at or 977-1-525313 if you can help.
          Thanks Greta Rana Senior Editor email: (off.) (res.) Tel: 977-1-525313 (off.) 977-1-538001 (Res.) Fax: 00977-1-536747 00977-1-522346

****************************************************************** Date: Mon, 22 Jun 1998 21:27:37 -0400 (EDT) From: Ashutosh Tiwari <> To: Subject: re: Racism II

What follows was sent to me by a Kiran Sitoula. I appreciate the fact that Sitoula is against racism.

That said, someone should inform Sitaola that PUBLIC acts of racism need to be dealt with PUBLIC denunciations, and NOT -- as Sitoula suggests -- (presumably, discreet) on-the-side PRIVATE investigations or PRIVATE queries or PRIVATE fact-finding missions.

My original letter to TND (re: Parmendra Bhagat) was laced with outrage (a public act, by definition) and disappointment (a private emotion).

Sitoula and others are free to misinterpret the intent of that original letter for purposes they see narrowly fit. Personally, I'd have preferred Sitoula et al's showing timely outrage by PUBLICLY defending Mr. Bhagat against racial attacks.

For anyone who may stupidly think that expressing disappointment with BKS grads' ko somnolent attitude (re: Mr. Bhagat) is a 'school thing', my readers well know that I have been equally, if not more, critical (publicly, of course) of the failures of STX School (despite its high-minded motto) to produce leaders who matter.
  So, there.

namaste ashu

****************************************************************** To: Date: Tue, 23 Jun 1998 16:53:28 EST Subject: News from Canada From: Anil Shrestha, TND Canada Chapter

A new publication titled "Everest" was recently launched by the Nepalese Community in Canada. The editorial board of "Everest" includes: Paras Parajuli - Toronto, Canada Prakash Gautam - Toronto, Canada Pramod Aryal - Toronto, Canada Dr. Ram Raj Upadhyay - Winnipeg, Canada Dr. Surendra Sharma - Toronto, Canada

The first issue published this Spring contains articles and essays by Dr. Ambika Adhikari, Pramod Aryal, Devu Lohani, Surhid Gautam, Dr. Surendra Sharma, Shaubhagya Lal Shrestha, Prakash Gautam, Janet Robins, Sagun Lal Shrestha, Sandip Baral, Pragya Gautam, Bibek Adhikari, and Pratiksha Adhikari. The articles cover a wide range of subjects like economic development, wireless telephone, air pollution, capital markets, local government in Nepal, and basic accountancy. I wish the publication a great success!

Further inquiries about the publication can be directed to:

****************************************************************** Date: Thu, 25 Jun 1998 07:14:25 +0530 From: Mary Des Chene <> Subject: Gopal Shivakoti Chintan - Temporary Release To:

24 June 1998 Dear Friends,

We are very glad to be able to bring you news of the release today of Gopal Shivakoti Chintan. However, please be aware that this is not necessarily the end of the campaign against him, and he may be subject to rearrest. We also wish to draw your attention to the conditions inside Hanuman Dhoka jail that he describes. And, as Chintan himself is already pointing out, during the time he was under arrest in the city, atrocities were being committed in the countryside. Those continue, and we will continue to seek effective ways to protest these inhuman and destructive governmental policies. We hope you will join us in those efforts as you have done in the fight to keep such practices from being enshrined in law. Meantime, as Chintan can happily now speak for himself, we send you a letter from him.

Mahesh Maskey Mary Des Chene Chitra K. Tiwari

***** June 24, 1998, Kathmandu.

First of all, I, on behalf of INHURED International and National Concerns Society, would like to express my sincere thanks to all the human rights groups, peoples' organizations and friends in Nepal and abroad, for organizing letter-writing campaigns and appeals, including series of protest letters and delegations to Nepali government authorities/embassies against the ban on holding a public discussion forum on the issue of
"Suppression of Maoist Insurgency, Legal Compliance and Free Flow of Information" on June 14 as well as my illegal arrest and detention on the very same day following illegal search of documents and information in our offices. I was released today, June 24, after serving 11 days of solitary confinement in Hanuman Dhoka Police Office in Kathmandu under the suspicion of my involvement in the Maoist and terrorist movement. This decision came today from the Kathmandu District Prosecutor's Office to release me for an indefinite period of time since the police have not yet been able to establish sufficient grounds of proofs to file a case against me before the Kathmandu District Court under the Crimes against State and Punishment Act of 1990 (which was revised just before the 1990 Peoples' Movement it is the new amendment/addition in the same law that we all have been fighting for more than a year). It means the investigation against me will continue and I may be called upon again anytime for further inquiry or arrest to face the said charge. They are trying to bring the charge as a crime against the government, national sovereignty and regional harmony and so on under which one can be punished up to three years of imprisonment or Rs. 3,000 (about US
$55) or both.

Today, I only would like to say that I had a great opportunity, after the restoration of multi-party system in 1990, to visit the most notorious police detention centre right in the middle of Kathmandu where I met with the hundreds of victims of illegal arrest and detention, the continuation of the most brutal and inhuman practice of torture and degrading treatment, the cry and testimony detainees tortured at the middle of the night by the drunk police officers, children handcuffed with no food supply and guardianship, and about 200 detainees, both men and women, sharing just four dirty toilets. Furthermore, at 10 to 15 detainees are forced to share one dark room about the size of 8/14 square feet with no proper sleeping arrangements - children, drug addicts, drunkards and criminals altogether. They all are locked from 9:00 p.m. to 5:00 a.m. with no permission for urination or other toilet purposes except in case of serious emergency. The beating of the crowds is very common phenomenon by the police guards to bring them under the discipline. Since I was locked 24-hours in a small dark room, I had no permission to talk to anyone inside the custody. I feel sorry to those who have been beaten up by the police guards who attempted to see or talk to me with curiosity or for help!

This shows how bad the detention centres and prision conditions are in Nepal even after the political change eight years back. I found no significant change or reform in the Hanuman Dhoka Detention Centre which has now become more crowdy, brutal and inhuman than the situation in 1985 when I was put in custody for 25 days under the State Offense Act (now the Crimes against State and Punishment Act).

Coming back to my own case, I have been repeatedly asked by the District Superintendent of Police (DSP) about why I was active in opposing the anti-terrorist bill (the amendment in the Crimes against State and Punishment Act which may be presented again in the forthcoming session of the Parliament beginning from June 28) and engaged in encouraging Maoist insurgency in association with Revolutionary International Movement (RIM). I had a long discussion with him against the anti-terrorist bill but with the total denial of my involvement with the Communist Party of Nepal
(Maoist) and RIM. About 20 questions were asked around these issues during my testimony before the police which I have completely denied claiming that our main concerns have been the full respect of legal and constitutional rights of any citizens of Nepal, including the Maoists, and the compliance with international human rights standards and the Common Articles 3 of the 1949 Geneva Conventions on the Laws of Armed Conflict in dealing with domestic insurgency. Nepal has ratified all major international human rights instruments of the United Nations and the 1949 Geneva Conventions. These treaties create binding obligations for compliance upon Nepal in any situation.

Based on the local news coverage and other sources of information, the conspiracy against me has been planted by the Nepali Congress government, CPN-UML leadership and some pro-CPN-UML "human rights groups" to stop INHURED International and National Concerns Society in holding such public meetings and discussions around the issue of Maoist insurgency and human rights as well as blocking us from disseminating information on the violations of human rights due to the recent crackdown on Maoists and innocent persons to the human rights bodies of the United Nations and other international human rights organizations. Thus, the charge the police were trying to frame was my "involvement" in support of the "terrorists" and
"spying activities" against the national interest by spreading information abroad "in favour of terrorists". However, it was never the case and so far they failed to prove it.

Talking about the current human rights situation in the country, the indiscriminate killings of innocent persons outside Kathmandu is enormous, Maoists (we do not know whether they really are) are brutally shot to death and killed in fake encounters and even after their capture which is not allowed under any national or international law, the cases of arrest without warrant, rape and torture. I think it is high time to mobilize all our international human rights contacts to save the lives of innocent peoples and the proper treatment of Maoists insurgents under the international human rights law and the 1949 Geneva Conventions. Our failure to do so may invite further chaos, anarchism and state terrorism.

Well, this is a very short update for today. I am glad that I am back to work again with your tremendous support and solidarity. Otherwise, they would have done anything to me and my colleagues. But the threat of arrest is still there and the case may be filed anytime! I think, your letter of concerns will extremely help us further in our fight against the misuse of draconian laws.

Will remain in touch!

Mailing Address: Gopal Siwakoti 'Chintan' Executive Director, INHURED International General-Secretary, National Concerns Society P.O. Box 2125, New Plaza, Putalisadak, Kathamndu, Nepal Tel: 0977-1-429741 * Fax: 0977-1-419610 E-mail:

**************************************************************** Date: Thu, 25 Jun 1998 08:40:30 -0500 (EST) From: Bimal Adhikari <> Subject: Wanted: Panelists For Youth Forum!! To:

Dear Friends,

The Nepali Youth Organization (NYO) is conducting a Town Hall Meeting at the 16th ANA Convention in Greensboro, NC during the week of July 4, 1998. We are looking for 4-6 panelists to initiate the discussion. Here is the detail:

Topic: Is it Better Here?/Cultural Freedom and Youth Issues

Language: English & Nepali

Purpose: The Town Hall Meeting, the first of its kind aims to explore whether it is better for Nepali students and immigrants in teh United States. Rather than a formal debate on teh topic, this is more of a group simulation to promote awareness about the many issues confronting the new entrants to the US. The audience is encouraged to participate and we expect high degree of interaction. The discussions will be distributed to the Internet community and the edited transcripts of the forum will be provided to the Nepali press.

Format: A NYO spokesperson will welcome the participants and introduce the panelists and moderators. 4-6 panelists varying in age, religion and educational background will discuss their opinions and experiences on the topic. More like a consensus meeting, the moderator will allow the attendees to comment or question the panelists.

Time: The Program itself will be 11/2 hour(approx) depending upon the flow and involvement of the attendees. However it will not exceed more than two hours.

Moderator(s): Nepali Youth Organization
             -Simon Dhungana
             -Nima Puri
             -Anil katwal

Penalists: To be finalized by June 28, 1998

Content: Any returning Nepali can attest that second thing they are asked by anyone meeting them is to facilitate entrance to the US. This applies to anybody from teh established professional to the unemployed. The glorified image of being in the most dominant country in teh world masks the bitter truth among teh arrivals. Just by the virtue of being in the US, the aspiring immigrants think their life would be better automatically. It might hold true for the most it is very misleading. These people find themselves in a different social system where if unable to compete with rest of the population they are doomed betraying their dreams. It will try to address some of the following issues, but in no ways is confined to them:

- Employment and Educational opportunities in the US for new immigrants
- Overcoming Social and Emotional Adjustments
- Learning new systems and barriers overcoming them
- Challenges in maintaining immigration status
- Discrimination--is it a hoax or reality?
- What does success means to most Nepalis? Is it simply achieving American Dream Along with these issues, the forum will try to address some of the definition of cultural freedom and their application to our culture, in Nepal and the United States. It will try to address some of the following issues:

- Male-Female relationships
- Role of parents
- Intercaste/inter-racial marriage and the overall institution of marriage
- Advantage and Disadvantage of choices
- Our roles in promoting Nepali culture

To be a participant or for further information about the program, please contact Bimal Adhikari. The deadline to submit your name is June 28, 1998.

E-mail: Phone: 1(800) 704-4063(W)
        (410) 461-2609(H)

Look forward to hearing from you all!! Bimal Adhikari

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