Letter to my people

To the people of Nepal,

I understand that may of you are like to be involved in politics. I understand that most of you are frustrated about many things. May of you are forced to grow up before your time. Most of you are not given the childhood you want. You are socially restricted, you are mentally held prisoners, and your emotions run in circles within you. So what if you were not taught to be emotionally intelligent. Just think before you lash out. Next time you are told to shut up for your thoughts, just keep speaking. If you are ready to spill blood, then let that blood be that of yours, not that of your enemies.

Sometimes I wonder looking at this political events. These rallies, demonstrations and vandalism of public and private properties. All in the name of social changes. I can understand that political changes does require some state of chaos, yet social changes require the change of mind. The more you fight, the more there is division amongst people.

I use to hear every day that we are a Hindu nation. Yet that is not native to our country other than Sita from the south. Other than Ramayana, all the other doesn’t matter to us. Buddha was probably the only Nepali philosopher ever existed. So what if he was a Hindu before that or not, he was a Nepali, and that’s all that matters. Now that we are a secular state some Hindus are not happy. They claim that we as a nation have lost part of our identity. I just wonder if they were ever thinking that if we lost our whole identity to Bollywood. I hear that Hinduism is a very tolerant religion. Everyone when I was growing up preached that we Nepalese are very tolerant people. So WHAT! We do not need any tolerance. Why are we tolerating out own people? We shouldn’t be tolerating these things. We should be accepting our people. So stop tolerating your own neighbors and embrace them. Nepal doesn’t need not tolerate anymore.

To you those you are Buddhist, or claim to have gone to be Buddhist. It doesn’t matter what religion you choose if you are going to think the same way. In Nepal, we have may Buddhist, may Hindus and many who are Hindus and Buddhist and amongst all of this, I barely meet those who are Nepali.

Please don’t get me wrong. I am not mad at all the Hindus and all the Buddhist and all the other people in Nepal. I am just mad at some or even many.

To the lower cast and people who have suffered. Stop fighting with sticks, stones, guns and bombs. Stop marching in angry demonstrations. You are here to change the minds of people. Change their mind so that may be not in your generation or your children’s generation but at least someone in the future from both sides can hold each other in embrace and go to same school. May be your son and daughter might get married and bridge the gap in the family.

Here is a funny story. Sometime on the news you hear someone people committing suicide, or attacking another. My parents and their friends always laugh that those people must have had something wrong in their love. Every time they say this. Every time they laugh, my heart drops a tear. NO! I cry. No there was nothing wrong with they love. Just the mind of their parents. Just the mind of the society. Just the world they lived in didn’t want them. Just because we all are something else before we count ourselves as Nepali.

Here is a drop of tear that I am spilling for my country. Just one drop. I cannot afford to spill anymore, I will not spill anymore. At least not yet.