There’s a popular assumption in Nepal that good students should study Sciences while those who are academically poor should opt for the study of Humanities. That’s because Sciences are understood as more empirical and fact-oriented subjects while the Humanities as non-empirical and value-based studies. Humanities are also considered to be “soft” in comparison to the “hard sciences”.
Because of these and many other reasons, in Nepal the study of Humanities is generally looked down upon, while the popularity of subjects like medicine and engineering is ever increasing.
Home-Based Workers are coerced to confine themselves to small enterprises due to the lack of policies
Apsara Dangol’s smug gestures hinted at how her life changed dramatically when she used her skills to earn her livelihood. Being able to establish herself as an important partner in the economic contributions to her own family was indeed a great achievement for her.
She now feels elated to have her own identity as a cafe entrepreneur. Her Yomari Café in Khokana, Lalitpur, isn’t only her means of livelihood but it has given her an identity.
Namrata Upadhyaya is one of the few Nepalis making a name for herself in Australia as a makeup artist. Last year, during the hit program ‘Spandan Sanjh’, where many Nepali artists went to rock the stage, there was Namrata, using her skilled hands to make the artists look even more beautiful. This need to make people beautiful, however, isn’t something that took roots in her heart when she came to Australia seven years ago.
She had always been interested in makeup. She would always be experimenting with colors when she was home. During any program or function, she would help her sister prepare and surprise her with her skills. “My sister asked me how I knew such makeup tricks all the time. But I was a quick learner and I looked around and tried things out whenever I had a chance,” she says.
Directors on making their first ever films
There’s a famous myth concerning Stanley Kubrick’s debut feature film. It’s said that Kubrick was so dissatisfied with his first film Fear and Desire (1953) that to prevent people from watching it, he tried to retrieve and burn all the existing prints of his film to do away with the embarrassment. He later described the fiasco as “dull”, “terrible” and a time when “I knew nothing about directing.”
This insecurity towards his/her first film is a mutual experience that almost every filmmaker has in common. Everyone is familiar with the accolades that Nischal Basnet’s breakout hit Loot received. Before Loot and before all the acclaim, the very first film Basnet ever made was Innocent – an unreleased short film that he conceptualized in 2009 when he was in film school – critiquing the ongoing gun culture in Kathmandu during that time. He was charged up with high ambition and wanted to pour everything he knew about films into that single short. But things didn’t turn out too well.
We can´t help comparing ourselves to our peers, and suffer for it.
An old chum of mine has this annoying habit. Whenever he meets one of his peers, among the first things he asks is how much the other person is making. I understand that his is not the most handsomely paying jobs in the world. I also get his anxieties about starting a family in this pricey city. What I don´t is his perpetual consternation about ´being stuck´ in life. It seems to me he is deliberately choosing to be unhappy.
Whenever my friend puts this question to someone, I will be closely watching his face. If the other person quotes a salary that is even a fraction more than what he makes, you can almost feel my friend blanch with envy. He quickly regains his composure, but he will have by then given away his deep-seated inferiority complex. Why would you ask a question if the answer you will get is bound to make you despair? For what he is doing is indulging in ´upward social comparison´, always a futile (and often self-defeating) exercise.
There is something called reading too much too soon.
Immediately after school, even before Ama laid out fluffy French toast for us, I would delve right into homework. A conscientious student, one of the very few ambitions in my life was to keep the teachers happy. Homework done and toast gulped down, I would venture out with the neighbors to build and destroy stone castles until the afternoon faded away into sultry evening. Once our fathers had safely escorted us home, there was precious little to do in the sultry, semi-sleepy town called Hyderabad.We had no television, and computers were confined to school labs.
What we did have were bundles and stacks of books. So that was where I headed each night, looking for something that had at least a few pictures in it, and not only staid text like every other grownup book seemed to have. I had read our children’s books and comics a hundred times over, and so my eyes sought something new – like a vibrant copy of Women’s Era, the monthly magazine that Buwa subscribed for Ama as a gift. I pulled out one issue, and flipped through chapters titled ‘How to win over your difficult maid’ and ‘Beauty: boon or bane?’ until I came upon a short column. ‘My most unforgettable experience as a bride’, it said. So I lay on my stomach and read of a lady recounting her first night after marriage. As per tradition, her mother-in-law stepped into the writer’s room, spread out a white bed sheet and proudly said, “I will show everyone that my daughter-in-law is a virgin.”
Once in a while, life drags you down, and it seems like nothing can cheer you up. But like everything else, books have a solution for this problem, too. Not only do books offer wisdom and perspectives, they also have humor that can make you laugh out loud and lead you out from any morass. The Week brings to you some classic humor books that never seem to lose their charm. They will bring a smile on your face, and give you moments to treasure.
After a bleak Book IV spent mostly on the backwaters of iron islands, the readers of the fantasy series ‘A Song of Ice and Fire’ will be most pleased to lay their hands on Book V. Not that Book IV was not fascinating (I loved the kingsmoot), but Book V has more of our favorite characters: Jon, Dany, Tyrion. It also has more of those we love to hate: Cersei, for instance.
The book starts off with Tyrion’s journey as an exile. This part contains one of my favorite things about the series: Martin’s unabashed, luxurious description of food. In Book III, as soon as I knew that there were going to be 77 courses for Joffrey’s wedding, I started salivating. And the descriptions did not disappoint, even though they were interrupted mid-dinner by a terrible event.
It is almost Joffrey’s wedding part II in Book V, where Tyrion dines on bottled snails, pickled onions, mushrooms swimming in butter, and hundreds of other dishes. No, it doesn’t add much to the story that we know exactly what Tyrion ate, but it adds a whole lot to the reader’s enjoyment.
Use that black light jacket one more time if you’re thinking of hitting the club this weekend. Red means party! With winter losing its grips, you can taunt the chill with the jacket which will totally let the glittering top be the hero. A light scarf won’t go unappreciated, nor that party look which you can flaunt anywhere you go. This shiny top will especially be appreciated during the time of load shedding.