Back in 2016, I happen to share a personal opinion of mine on national tv that haunts me till this day. The witch-hunt of it continuing on my social media even today for something that happened 8 years ago! I will not go to the details of what it was, its out there on YouTube and you’re welcome to watch it. The topic was about inter-caste relationships and marriage. Sure, I could’ve worded better. Sure, I hurt the sentiments of my indigenous community for which I was deeply apologetic. But I am not so sure if I deserved to be on the receiving end of such slut-shaming and much soul-crushing vilification. And that’s the thing about being a Nepali woman on the Internet — you have to tiptoe around blatant patriarchy. Your mistakes are not a mistakes of a human being, but of a woman—and that’s the worst kind. Recently, another TV controversy sparked the Nepali social media sphere. And soon we saw people taking sides. The public enjoyed declaring their heroes and their villains in thi
Right off the bat, I want to clearly state that being 'real' doesn't account to one being rude, and 'faking it' doesn't entirely equal to a villainous fabrication of reality. Being social animals that we are, the goal is to perhaps hit that sweet spot right in the middle of the two. Let me explain. I have a gorgeous, sweet friend named Alisha who's been a pal of mine since we were 18. Sorry Alisha for sharing this story without your say in it, but I hope you will like the conclusion I have derived from this. So, we're in our 30's now, and when she visited Kathmandu last year we got to hang out again and indulge in our silly little banters like old times. We caught up on a few important things going on in our lives, but I was not prepared to get caught off guard when she shared of a conversation we once had when we were still in our teens. Apparently, she had shared with me her dream of one day becoming an English TV News Reader to which she said I