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| meera |
Posted
on 18-Mar-04 12:56 PM
PhoolMaya!
Sunthali!
DilMaya!
Lajwanti (my favorite one)
Haha!!!!! We are searching for names to call Ashely, my roomie. We (Bikash my cousin and me) had decided to give Ashley a Nepali name, but we could not come up with a suitable one. Of course the idea was hers. She said she wanted to be a Nepali so we decided to start with names first. But so far, we did not find anything suitable. Hmmmmmm, kya rakne!. In other ways, Ashley was very much Nepali. She eats “Bhat” but without putting anything in it, which I will be never able to do. Eating plain rice, unheard of, but here she is and she eats it every time we cook rice. I mostly cook and that is once a week. How Ashley and me came to be roomies is interesting. In our weekly residential meeting, I was complaining to my RA how I did not feel comfortable when my roomie was around. It was a creepy feeling and I found them unsettling. Ashley also had problems with her roomie and so we switched rooms, and that’s how we landed up together. I am so glad I exchanged room right then for later I found out that my former roomie was a lesbian. Which was scary! I am all for the lesbian rights, but to actually share a room with one is not my cup of tea. When I turned 21, I and Ashley moved off-campus and Bikash, came to live with us by default. He had told the whole college or anyone who agreed to listen that he was sick of small town and wanted to live in the big cities, but don’t know what happened for at the last moment he did not transfer. So for lack of room to live in, he moved in with us. “Hyaa Bikash thau chaina, hami sanga basna mildaina”. Our apartment has only two bedrooms. He had replied, “Ma living room ma sutchu, ani arko semester ta gai halchu ni.” Those were very well said, but now after a year, he is still with us. I don’t know what happened when, but I, the owner of the apartment, ended up sleeping in the living room and he got my master bedroom, which is no fun :( :(
After sharing an apartment with Ashley, I realized people from any culture, caste or nationality can be friends. She will be playing her hip hop songs, from my room will be booming Nepali music and of course Bikash has his heavy metal. I can almost sing, “We are going to Witchia…..” We always have some kind of music playing in the apartment and one or the other dancing. Very much a musical environment When any visitors come, we ask them to join in the dance. Of course if you can’t study with the music on, then that’s your problem for even during finals someone or the other will be playing their music. Ashley, even knows how to say, “Parelema” (the only Nepali word). I play “parelema lukia rakha..” sooooooooo many times that she’s learnt to say it.
The only thing that Ashley complains about is the phone call that comes early Saturday morning. I can never figure out why our families call ONLY on Saturdays mornings. Must be a deliberate ploy of their part. We go out on Friday nights and just when you feel you can are asleep, ttttrrrriiiinnnnnggg booms the phones. Sleeping in the living room, I pick it up. You can hear Bikash saying, “Mero phone bhaye chai, chaina bhande hai.” “Nani, boleko ho?” goes Bikash’s daddy. “Hajur fupaju” say I. “Ani Khana khayo ta?” I should have known it was coming. It always this pattern. The next question will always be, “Padhai kasto cha?” Even granpa who lives two hours drive away will also ask the same question. Is it that all Nepalis ask the same set of questions or only our family? Granpa has also understood what GPA is so he will be like, “Ani GPA kati ho?” Anything below 3.75 is bad for him and I never seem to get anything above that.
Bikash also has changed a lot since he came here. Back in Nepal, I remember him rounding him friend and planning gang fights. So I ask him “why?” “Sale le malai ‘looks’ diyo tyo pani Arpana bhayeko belama!” So what is the big deal if you get “looks” I ask him. “Na kara ta bujadainas yesto kura.” He is right, I will NEVER understand “testo kura”. When you go to the discos, people get drunk and look at each other, not always politely. So what’s the big deal??? I think it’s to show Arpana that he has to go and fight. Arpana, another loser! I found her real boring. She was pretty, yes that I admit but I also admit that she IS dumb. All she talked about was make-up, clothes, fashion, shoes, and the worst of all hindi movies and heroes and heroines. No matter how much ever I tried to run away from her she would try to be close but that was before Bikash agreed to go around with her. Once they started going around suddenly I existed no more :( :( Frankly I am glad they broke up. Must be another “looks kanda” but I better not say that, for if he reads this piece, I will be in trouble. Better start avoiding him for a week :) :) :)
So yes, last Saturday, after the usual talks, fufu was like, “Nani, timro ta boyfriend chaina ni hoina.” “Chaina!” “Ani Bikash ko ni?” “Chaina!” “Testo boyfriend haru banaunu hudaina. Bikash lai bhana tyaha kuhirini sanga lagne haine. I tease her further, “Kina kuhire bhayera kya huncha ra ?” “Aba kuhire haru le chodcha, hudaina.” Then I start giving example of Sangeeta didi who is happily married to a “kuhire” and he’s an awesome person. “Aba Rance ta kuhire jasto chaina.” Hmm so the conclusion is that any foreigners who are nice are not khuries. So I relate the phone conversation to Bikash, he laughs out loud. “Ama le pani bihana bihana phone garera jhoor garnu huncha”, he grumbles. I think it’s to make up for the guiltiness that he feels for not talking to his parents when they call here.
So coming back to Ashley, she wants to date a Nepali re! I told her that Bikash would be perfect choice if he was 3 inches taller to match her 5”10. Bikash was like, “Na kara fucchie!” Ashley laughed and said she would not mind dating someone shorter. So one afternoon, I come home which I don’t usually do. And there in the kitchen I see the two of them kissing. “At least dhoka ta laye hunthiyo!” is all I say. I should have known this was coming but it was surprising, nevertheless. For the first time in my life, I see dai blushing :) :) :) :)
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| confused |
Posted
on 18-Mar-04 01:25 PM
"She was pretty, yes that I admit but I also admit that she IS dumb. All she talked about was make-up, clothes, fashion, shoes, and the worst of all hindi movies and heroes and heroines"
lolll i thougth all gals did that ;) hoina ra patnerr..:D ...
p.s not meant to be taken SERIOUSLY ...
yes there are always good and Natakari's I REPEAT NATAKari's gals and boys...but certainly postively MEera is the nicest and gooood patner hoina ta??
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| MEera |
Posted
on 18-Mar-04 06:44 PM
Grrrrrrrrrrr confused, u in trouble partner :-)
Hehe you are right, most of them talk about those stuff, guess I am the odd girl out.
Ani what do guys like to talk about, cars and girls!!!!!!
La, I am in trouble aba, bhagum :-) :-)
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| Gerox |
Posted
on 18-Mar-04 07:04 PM
....So I ask him “why?” “Sale le malai ‘looks’ diyo tyo pani Arpana bhayeko belama!” ...
Was he talking about me? ;) ;)
Its like the "Coffee Guff" by Narayan Wagle( Correct me if I am wrong) which I used to read every saturday morning.This one reminds me of that time.
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| casey00 |
Posted
on 18-Mar-04 07:52 PM
Doing in Kitchen was always a turn on for me...esp when you get all hot and heavy...and u just do it on the dinning table or something..u know what I mean..
anyway yes..it was good story...it had to happen.at some point.as there was so much foreshadowing....one lucky dude..I say :)
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| DWI |
Posted
on 18-Mar-04 09:43 PM
Nice narration.
Reading a long one after a long time.
What's with the title?
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| angel |
Posted
on 19-Mar-04 01:19 AM
fun to read meera.......
nice paragraphs as usual :-))
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| angel |
Posted
on 19-Mar-04 01:26 AM
how about "dallibhunti" :p for a girl of 5'10" height.
that'll be the most suitable one i guess heheh.....anyway keep on searching !!!
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| angel |
Posted
on 19-Mar-04 01:27 AM
how about "dallibhunti" :p for a girl of 5'10" height.
that'll be the most suitable one i guess heheh.....anyway keep on searching !!!
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| MNGuy |
Posted
on 19-Mar-04 08:05 AM
Reminded me of a fellow Nepalese who had a white lady lofty than him and we used to badger him to clutch a stool always or she’ll have back problem leaning to kiss him. Nice One Meera.
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| MEera |
Posted
on 19-Mar-04 03:03 PM
Hey Confused, Gerox, Casey, DWI, Angel and MNGuy thanks for the comments.
Some of you even know Ashley personally and yes, she is hot!!!!!!
Yesterday I heard so many stories about roomies. I am sure many of us has had some experience with them. Why don't you all also share your stories. It would be fun to read everyone's stories.
JPT sis your story sounded real fun, why don't u write it here, everyone can read it.
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| dyamn |
Posted
on 19-Mar-04 06:46 PM
hyaaaa meera, i think you're a very very chulbulay kt.. bichara Nepali kt layee testo bhannu huncha, dumb and what not.. i think you're very quick on judging ppl, thats not good.. you shouldn't be judging.. let ms JUdy be the judge... and what's up with making racist comment with steve.. thats not good at all. on last story you made a sterotyping against Nepalies working in gastaions.. meera be nice sweetieeeeeeeee.....
and oh yeah.. your story is intersting but not really...
well later...
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| meera |
Posted
on 19-Mar-04 08:33 PM
Dyamn, hernus na, me and my big mouth. I told Stevie that "Black girls are possessive" and he got so mad. hehe!!!! Mari halyo ni. Then I said sorry and he forgave me. Aba ta I am going to take classes in thinking before opening my mouth. I am not really a racist for I am a member of the ethnic-diversity and multi-cultural club and very active there. Tara I guess slip of tongue.
Just between u and me, tyo Arpana is really dumb. That's not her real name, in fact in the above story no one's name is real, so I am not putting anyone in trouble. Most of the story above is fiction.
Khoi aru haru ko pani sunum ra roomie issues.
Me is waiting.
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| Poonte |
Posted
on 20-Mar-04 04:34 AM
jaand laagya bela..tyo pani 7:00 am ma...bhuttrai sidhi...je bole ni bho ni? eheheh
tyo nakacharo stevie....marna nasakya...mora black po parechha? bhaigo...dar laagchha..blacks haru ta bhustighre hunchhan...aek shot ma malai bau ta ke, baje ko bihe dekhaidinchha...Hi! Stevie! you n me good good frens, na? me your good fren...you my good fren...what the heck...your fadar, Bill Crosby? good good. my fadar jackie chan. me asian, you know!
you mess wit me, or ma fadar....you get eeeeeeeeeeeeeeyaaaaaaa round kick on your left cheek...mess wit ma sita, eeeeeeeeeyaaaaa...you get round kick on your right cheek...then you become toothless...you talk ya ya ya...me no oonderstand...me give you one more kick... you go flat! What flat? you go sentiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii flat! raddddddiiiiiiii sanga! You bring Lisa Ling? then me no say no more...me go flattttttttttt! Flat even on my 32 inchi ko bhundi! At least you make me look slim, na? dherai trying to look silim, then you might go chilim! Then I make you go chilim..just like in the Rush Hour II filim!!!
whatver...ashley...wanna talk about her later... me no making no sense no more....
Sowwie, folks....JPT at 7:27 am...
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| forget-me-not |
Posted
on 20-Mar-04 02:16 PM
good one meera.....
maile ta real bhanthanya ni.....if that was real..u would no longer sleep in the living room.....would be good for you too....
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| Lovebuzz |
Posted
on 20-Mar-04 05:12 PM
this story has too many words
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