| jira |
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on 29-Sep-02 11:22 AM
"Sanchhai dekhya cha ta tailey thaam?", I asked him again. “...... jasto! Ayeko ek maina bhai sakyo, tyatti ni dekhdina”, Twakey seemed more confident than first time. "Awunu augi Baneswore ma keta haru sanga kha thee, kasto bhawunna bhai sakyo malai ta", Twakey tried to make us believe on the longlasting goodwill of his name. Infact, he was the one who initiated the plan that Sunday night. "Bharee huncha, timi haru dui jana gayera lyawundai gur, yo ra ma chai masu bhutdai garchum", Ragey was pointing towards Diley. Diley nodded quickly as he was always reluctant to go outside in the cold. In addition to that ten buck, I began collecting all the pennies that had been lying all over the floor in our newly rented apartment. "Aiija aiija chanddai, ma sunga 10 cha..pugcha, Twakey called me from downstairs. I put on my coat, a recent gift from my host family, and came outside in no time. "Khai ta tero Jacket? Zado hunna tunlai yattiley!", I was just wondering why Twakey never bothered to wear that 99c jacket which he bought from that nearest thrift-store. "Lawudeena m...tyo, yai thik cha...gumma, he wanted to have my focus from that jacket to his bhendako woolen sweater. "Kina ra ke bho?", I asked him with innocence. "Austee kaam bata ayera tyattikai sutechu, ewuta budho budho khairey ayera ta jacket tato cha bhanera sodcha, kya darayera biwujhey bhaney ma ta", he gave me an unexpected reason for not wearing that jacket. "hehehehhe..bhukkhar parumdhaam pugya thyo hola ni ta tyo”, I teased him. I could not stop laughing. He seemed more serious. "Yata 6th Ave. bata jaam, najik cha alley bata", he was showing me that narrow path in between those fraternity houses. I did not know what he meant by alley and silently followed him. "Khullai cha jasto cha", he yelled in mellow voice. "Tyo Bookstore ta tainley bhunda pailey mailey nai dekhya thee”, he seemed runner-up to me. However, he did not listen to me and I followed him until he opened the gate.
"Ting....tang..We got inside. “How can I help you guys?", the lady cashier seemed courteous to us. We just chuckled. He proceeded forward but I began looking backward to that girl. "Woo....", he was pointing his finger towards the liquor section. "Tyo khairini ta mero Biology class ko m.., hya kaam gardi raichey", I exploded curiously . He ignored me, as he was busy grabbing the beer. I got mad because he was hardly listening to my conversation ever since we left our apartment. "Jaand khana paye si kyai nachainey raicha yaslai", I found his name 'Twakey' even more suitable that time. He told me to grab 6 more cans before I said twelve cans would be enough for four of us. "5.39 with tax", the lady rang up. "Mailey bhunya haina , chaanchoon chaidaina bhanera!", he wanted to deviate my attention from that lady to the cash register. I only heard 'chaanchoon' because I was expecting her to say something about our biology class so that I could prove something else in front of him. "Thank you", the female voice responded. Instead of ‘You are welcome’ I said thank you too. "Thank you bhannu purdaina"?, I tried to teach him some manner. "Ewuta ley bhaney pugi halyo ni", he made me stop that time too. We came back through the same alley. He was walking faster with 6 cans in each hand, seemed little unbalanced to me. Eventhough I was quite interested to talk about that girl, I did not feel like talking to him. "Bhutee sakey holan keta haru ley, mazza sanga ladawunu parcha bujhees aja, he broke the silence. "Tyo keti lai ni bolawuna pa bhe kya ramailo hunthyo", I had been thinking about that same lady, my only imagination at that time.
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| jira |
Posted
on 29-Sep-02 11:23 AM
"Quick aye chawu ta timiharu, zado cha bahira?", Diley opened the door for us swui swui gardai. In bathroom, Ragey was giving livelihood to his name, "Eklai timi naaawu..ma mattiyeko bela. He hummed even louder after he heard us talking in the kitchen. "Dami banaichas ni bhutun ta, I gave little compliment to Diley. “Ragey aakai haina bathroom bata, he explained the hardship of cooking all by himself. Then, Ragey came from bathroom half naked. "Chanddai aaija puchera, mailey thik pari saukey hya”, Twakey ordered Ragey in his own ecstasy. "Cheers! keta ho!!", Twakey made us slam our cans. He kept on opening the cans after cans as if he was opening the Champagne after winning NASCAR. We all felt good, I found Twakey happier among four of us. "Bujhies Diley, airport ma royera jatra guree nee, Twakey seemed bit emotional after he finished his third. “Khai ta photo?”, Diley wanted to know the top-secret of Twakey’s love-life. "Paila gyampey dey ma sanga, aunee dekhawuchu”, Twakey promised Diley.
"Koon geet, koon geet", I heard Ragey looking for something so vigorously. After finishing my second, I felt little bit buzzed up. I went to restroom so that I could consume more. "M...malai ta kyai bhayena”, Twakey opened his fifth trying to hide the jumbo sound of his overwhelming belch. "Hyan ko beer ma dherrai gas huni raicha", Diley made his own remarks. "Eklai timi naaawu ma… malai ta lagi sakyo…. mattiyeko bela", Ragey was still humming and was looking for that song at the same time. By the time we had four cans left, bhutun was already gone within two hours. "English lawunu parcha bujhees", Twakey was in dancing mood. I felt bit dhussha. "Yasto smell naawuney beer Nepal ma bha bhe lwaang-supari chapawunai purdaina thyo hugi……ekdeen…", Diley was trying to tell his first incident of drinking. Twakey was in mood to buy another 12 cans, dakardai. With little chitchat, the party went on all night. Before we went to bed, Twakey paye ajhhai khanchu jasto gardai thyo, Ragey expressed his hidden desire to sing that Narayan gopal’s song.."Eklai timi na....awu .. ma mattiyeko bela", Diley had not finished telling that lwaang-supari incident yet.
We all got up next morning with Lokesh dai's call. "Ke ho augi dekhi phone gari ra chu, koi uthawudaina!", Lokesh dai seemed bit unhappy. “Heezo party thyo dai, subbai sutechun abela summa”, I tried to calm him down. "Aunee ka bata lya nee jaand chai?, Lokesh Dai asked with loud voice, even Twakey could hear him from distant. I did not like Lokesh dai's investigation neither did Twakey. "Tee Bookstore bata", I tried to make the conversation shortcut.
"Ke beer ni Sunday night"?, Lokesh dai sounded more curious.
"Root Beer bhanna”, Twakey stopped me one more time.
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