He's a struggling writer. He aims to write only what he's experienced in his life.
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Life Has been paralysed worldwide during the pandemic. Economy, education you name it, every activites of human life has come to stand still.
He sees no buses plying to pick up the students who are hungry for knowledge in the chilly morning.
He hears no voices of cheerful children chatting along the way to their schools.
For months, they were caged in their rooms at homes.
One evening, he dared to walk to the site where he'd go to remain quiet every weekend.
There he saw a strange sight. The old dame was still sweeping!
He'd seen her for a decade doing the job in the mornings and evenings.
He hadn't asked any since how many years she's been doing that.
He'd seen her weird manners too. She does not take alms and cigarettes from everybody.
She doesn't speak to any while holding her broom, but she's not dumb.
She hears, but listens to only a few. Others have witnessed for years.
He'd been told she gets money every month from her tenant who uses her land and premises for running a school.
They say she's been punctual and regular while performing her duty for the sacred site for decades.
After his mind got refreshed, at the sun set, he returned home.
At night he got a call from a stranger:
The caller: Hi gyan. Would you join us for an online class in the evening?
Gyan: Thank you very much. But I won't be able to take it. (coughing)
The caller: The topic is related to safety and healthy life style.
Doctors, layers, psychologist and teachers are attending it. Dilip also attends it. (Giving him a pull.)
Gyan: Thank you again for your invitation. But I won't be able to." (coughing.)
The Caller: OK. then get well soon. See you later. The call ended.
After a second, he rang up Dilip.
Gyan: Thank you for recommending me. The caller had a perfect English diction, bro.
Dilip: He's my nephew, Deepsun. He had started learning English with me since May.
Gyan: Wow! I thought he's a professor!
Dilip: yeh! the kid picked up fast. I'm amazed!
Gyan: Yes. Yes.
Dilip: When I got back from U.S ten years ago, I told the kids and their parents about English in my neighbourhood.
They didn't heed to what I had suggested them.
These days, this kid is getting advice from his elder sister from Australia.
While she was here, I had advised her to brush up her English and read books before she went abroad.
At that time she paid no attention to what I had told.
But now she's understood. She informed me she's working there in an educational consultancy. Sadly, she said her South-Asian boss pays her less.
Gyan: Oh! Thank you for your updates. See you soon.
The call ended.
Education is the manifestation of knowledge already in man.
Do What You did There
Then Gyan tucked in the quilt, and recalled those beautiful memories:
It was in the summer of 2011,
He was circling around Boudha in the morning.
As he was about to pass by the bell, a stranger called him.
The stranger: Sir, Dilip wants to meet you. He said he'll come here at 8 o'clock tomorrow. Right here.
Gyan: Thank you. And he moved on.
The following day they met beside the big bell at 8am.
They exchanges namaskar.
Gyan recognised Dilip, as he was before, he had the same simple face with beaming eyes, his body sturdy and strong with chest out.
He was dressed up with shorts and T-shirt. His hair had become grey and bald head after years.
Gyan thought he had come back for a short holiday. He told me he had returned for good.
Gyan told him he'd not be able to spend much time chatting with him, for he had to attend his dad at home.
Dilip: What're you doing?
Gyan: I'm teaching in a school.
Dilip: What should I do, bro?
Gyan: What did you in there?
Dilip: I served in a restaurant.
Gyan: What did you do in your free time?
Dilip: I taught English to young Nepalese."
Gyan: Do what you did there then.
Gyan Did What He Had Been Done
Dilip was busy helping the children to speak in English like the natives do in Kanthmandu valley. For that he visited over a dozen schools. Later on he travelled to Pinkhure village in the east.
While Gyan preferred to engage in himself in two schools at a time.
So, since July, 2011, he served in an institute in Chabahil for 3 months. Then he served in a school in Maijubahal for one and half years.
While spending time with the children, he used songs in the classroom.
These are the songs:
Song -36, This is My Prayer to Thee My Lord -Rabindranath Tagore
I have a Dream-ABBA
It's a Beautiful Day. Greg Sceka
Song for the Children- Oscar Harris
Our God is an Awesome God- Rich Mulins
We shall Overcome- Charles Albert Tindey
The World Stands in Need of Liberation- Fr. Clement Campos
Hindred Miles- Hedy West
Morning Train Ride- The Seekers
Country Road- John Denver.
Top of the World- Richard Carpenter and John Bettis.
Una palama Blanka- George Baker.
Let There Be Love- Cliff Richard
He observed that the children preferred to hang on with the songs rather than going through English Conversations books and grammar.
However, he had to strike a balance, but with care.
They say songs help improve English pronunciation.
As years passed by, he realized that he did what Fr. Christopher Benedict had done to him long time ago.
For a while his mind wandered around with gratitude to those beautiful minds who penned those soul lifting songs for us.
And he fell asleep.
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How Did Gyan Know Dilip?
Way back in the late 70s, he had heard a Nepali song, Jajalu Angkha Le Heri Deu Malai, TImro hasilo Anuhar Le. (Look at me with the black lashed eyes, with your jolly smile), aired by Radio Nepal.
In the later years in the yearly 80s, when migrated to Nepal from Assam, he met Dilip in his home in Ramhiti.
At that time he served in a private school in Chabahil. Saturdays being a holiday, Drona Kanta Bohora took me to Dilip's home.
In his first visit, he shared his experiences and his fondness for music and songs in languages that he knew. Among the songs, one he had liked hummed to Dilip.
Without any brags, Dilip told him that he had composed and sang that song.
From then on their friendship began. Dilip's parents and brothers and his elder sister liked their friendship.
He would call on his home every month to have pop corns, roasted beans and beaten rice with cow milk. Dilip mother loved to see him and served him with those organic snacks and cow milk and meal.
Gyan received tika in one Tihar festival from his elder sister. Tihar as he knows is a festival of light.
In this festival, sisters put on tika on the forehead of brothers with the wish for long life.
Importantly, they made him feel at home in the Valley in those years.
Back to Dilip, in those days, Dilip was a teenage budding singer. His dream was to become a singer.
Interestingly, we chatted in Nepali. He didn't speak in English or Hindi.
Gyan spent shifted to Bansbari to teach in another school, so their meeting was once in a month.
As years passed, Dilip communicated in English like American natives. He had joined American Language Center in New Road and studied English for four years.
Money was hard get for Dilip in those days. He said he'd walk up and down from home to the institution. Those walks and empty pockets never let him down.
After finishing his English language course, he shared his feeling to Gyan that he was searching for a job.
Gyan suggested him to make phone calls to personnel managers in 5star hotels. He did as he was told.
He got a job as a telephone operator in Yak &Yeti Hotel in the very first call he made.
Then onward, he had no turning back. Years passed, he served in two 5 star hotels in Kathmandu Valley for over a decade.
As he gained experience, he needed a change. Soon he went to Dubai and served in a hotel there for five years.
Then returned to Kathmandu for a short while.
After some time he flew to America. He said he had the opportunity to serve in a branded restaurant where he had served Hillary Clinton and Kamala Harris and many dignitaries.
After fifteen years of his stint in the U.S. he's back home with experience in hospitality industry and American Teacher's Certificate in English.
For a decade he's been helping the young ones in improving communication skill in English.
These days, they feel themselves as a sandmen showing the light of opportunity to the young and old if they're asked for.
They wish all the upcoming generations, no matter where they belong to, "keep your dream alive till you breath like the old dame with her broom.
This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and is not meant to substitute for formal and individualized advice from a qualified professional.
© 2020 gyanendra mocktan