Finally books are back home....only left is me here....

SO MANY BOOKS. AND A TORTURE TO POOR 1.4 KG BRAIN IN INSTALLMENT.




WOW IT WAS NEARLY DOUBLE MY WEIGHT.....



COPS MAKING AN EASY MONEY........ WAS BARGAINING FOR CASH....




SAME COPS TAR GETTING NEXT SCAPEGOAT


Hey people out there don't laugh at me for my busyness. In turn you may ask what the hell I was busy for? yup ! i was busy for collecting empty cartoons for packing my books. only one general store and the season of leaving hostel!!! imagine the importance of empty cartoons... its like searching diamond in the coal mines. you know its there but keep searching.I am not boasting my brain but very funnily speculated the general store in front of girls hostel must be keeping empty cartoons. There is no reasonable reason behind it but just my assumption that being few to leave hostel this time there must be adequate empty cartoons. Immediately got the many so as i could be proud of myself. Then comes the rope to tie the packed books and the packing tape. some how i could manage it and started packing around 8 pm and could finish it by 11 pm. I always consider myself that i was a slow learner. same goes here. i started arranging books in the order i was comfortable. but what my comfort can bring to me is just mere satisfaction but how to accommodate all books in the minimum space would be the policy. what i follow later doing lot of mistakes and destroying packing tapes and tying ropes. i hesitate to learn from mistake but i learn immediately from my mistake. its that easy i don't want to prove myself idiot, so i correct it in blink of time. Finally i took a deep breath and counted all seven(7) heavily packed cartoons. six consisting of books and one clothes. And finally the photo session as usual and again being proud of buying Nokia 72 though old it may be. ha ha ha . If possible i would attach myself in the movable camera to capture myself. how funny it would be to look at our own idiotic behaviors all day.

Next day i called the bus fellow and told there are 7 cartoons filled with books. he yelled and opened his mouth as if i can never make it close. RS 2000 to keep it in the bus, and no responsibility. They will not close it or pack it if the custom office opens to check it. They are not at all responsible for delivery, receive at your own risk. and many ifs and buts. And most memorable event was one cops came and said you need to pay 500 for sending it, else you open it and show it right now. ha ha ha.... how funny the cops was. he was demanding an open bribe from me for sending my own used and read books to Nepal. That too in the central Delhi. who nowhere is responsible to check. curiously i asked does he comes every day? bus fellow replies they earn more than us with no investment. I could understand the misuse of power by then. A click from far is here to enjoy how mad he was to collect money from every passenger for carrying some boxes, cartoons or laguage.


With much difficulty i could say at least i won the battle. Had i been carrying it in the flight i would have been captive myself. After a delay of 12 hours my books safely arrived to the bus stand in Kathmandu, where my brother was waiting as if i have send some jeweleries. In fact it was no less, but the irresponsible bus staff made him so worry he reached much earlier than the expected time. He called the very moment. yes got all 7. I again took deep breath, this is perhaps the last time at least for my generation. Don't know about who follows me from next generation seeing me pale, tired, exhausted, old, bald, and someone who lost everything in time when he needed the most.