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Community music of Nepal: An
overview Shobha Tiwari The uniqueness of Nepali folk music lies in
the fact that it has been continuously sung for generations by various ethnic groups. It
has its own originality and existence and is deep-rooted in the national culture. Diverse ethnic communities of Nepal sing folk songs
in their own languages and dialects, reflecting the passions and moods of the changing
times. These songs have been handed down to us through generations since the Vedic times
as a part of our cultural heritage. Geographically, Nepal, a land-locked country,
may be divided into three regions. The Sherpas and Tibetans are the main ethnic groups
living in the Himalayan region, which encompasses the northern part of the country
bordering the Tibet antonomous region. This culture is greatly influenced by the Tibetan
culture. Since the region is usually covered with snow,
livestock rearing and mountaineering are the major professions of the Sherpas and Bhutias
who belong to the Mangoloid race. During their freetime they entertain themselves by
singing folk songs and dancing. The Bhutias have a typical style of singing their folk
songs known as Bhote Selo while the Sherpas song is Sherbu. Their
most important festival is Losar, during which they feast amidst gaiety, songs
and dances. Brahmin, Chhetri, Rai, Limbu, Magar and Gurung are
the main communities found in the hilly regions. The people of this region have a close
affinity to nature. During festivals, they forget all their hardships and give vent to
their aspirations and desires through their folk songs and dances. The major musical forms
of this region are chudka, roila, sorathi,
tappa and jhyaure. Among them, the jhyaure and
roila are prominent. Although the madal is undoubtedly the most
popular musical instrument in this region, the bansuri, sahanai
and panchebaja are also popular. The communities of this region provide an
excellent example of diverse cultures harmonious coexistance. Although Kathmandu valley, situated in the
mid-highlands, is a metropolis, Newars are the main inhabitants of the capital city.
The practice among Newars of celebrating religious occasions and social functions amidst
music, dates back to Malla period. Newars sing in different styles during the four
seasons; these styles are known as byanchuli, charya,
phagu and basanta malasri. The basanta malasri is sung during
Dashera, the most important religious festival of the Hindus. The southern border of Nepal touches India. Most of
this part consists of the terai or plains. The major ethnic groups found in this region
are the Dhimals, Tharus, Danuwars and Sunuwars. The ethnic groups of this region sing
their folk songs in many languages including Maithali and Bhojpuri. Their songs are
primarily concerned with farming, their main source of income, and climatic conditions.
The more popular musical instruments in the region are ektara, handiya, bin and murali. As folk music honestly depicts a communitys
cultural and social conditions, it is a true reflection of life, culture, history and
individual aspirations. It is often said that folk music includes the pictures of a
nation. Folk songs of every nation have their own salient features which symbolise
generations of traditional and cultural heritage. We must make an effort to preserve the
cultural and folk identity of the songs of our different communities. The government must
formulate programmes to check the process of transfusion and influence between these
different folk songs. The elders should also educate the young generation on their culture
and folk traditions. Artists should take more interest in their work and find some time to
educate themselves as well as the people at large, opening dance and music schools. In order to ensure that the music of a single
community is free from adverse influence from another, people belonging to a group should
practise their religion and customs with honesty, without forgetting their traditional
roots. Government units, education policy and the level of public awareness play important
roles in the preservation and promotion of ethnic cultures and music. Dikshya Thakuri Im impressed with school students as well as
university students in Kathmandu This was Professor David G. Carters opening
line. Carter, President of Eastern Connecticut State University, USA was here recently on
the invitation of Little Angels School. He wanted to become a lawyer but is proud to be an
educationist instead. Im where I am by accident, and that is the best thing
that has ever happened to me. Im right where I belong. After all life is full of
happy accidents. He said that he had read a lot on Nepal but nothing
had prepared him for the beauty of the landscape as well as the people. People over
here are so warm and friendly unlike in the west and this is definitely refreshing. I see
Nepalese turning their own destiny. If Nepal or any other country is going to
transform, It will be through education, said Carter. According to Carter, Eastern Connecticut State
University has 2 to 3 percentage of students from Asia, 14 percent coloured and there are
students from about 40 countries. His aim is to send students from his university to
explore Nepal and also to develop relationships and linkages. The world is much
smaller today because of technology. Its like were living right next door to
this country and this is all because of information technology. So we have to maximise
this for the betterment of colleges and communicate our ideas , he added.
In Carters opinion, we live in a society
oriented towards expediency and immediacy, but if positively reinforced theres no
harm in it. The youth have to be galvanised and they should believe in themselves and
realise that the difference between dream and reality is work. Apart from this, one should
have committment to family, country and work. I grew up in Star-trek movie
environment. What was technically impossible and plain fiction then, has turned into a
reality today. So the present day youth and the coming generations may even live over a
hundred years. Despite technical advancement, the past and future run parallel, my God you
cant get away with them. Carter has a global and much broader outlook. He
emphasises on integrating differences of people from diverse backgrounds. You may
put a little bit of curry in your food than an individual from America but that makes no
difference. Were all flesh and blood. Our barriers in the west have resulted due to
less amount of time we spend with each other. So, what we need is exposure to different
cultures of the world. We have to break the barriers. Merely watching Hollywood block busters, one may
think that America is far superior than most developing nations. But it is far from the
truth. I can take you to urban cities and show you poverty and nightmares. Whether
one is in America or Nepal, the key is understanding and then gradually trying to change
the ills of our society. We have to provide real hope to those who are deprived of
it. Carter was born when his father was 72 and his
mother 41. They had money but eventually lost everything. He had no choice but to assume
responsibility ever since he turned 11. I know what it is like to struggle but I was
able to get a university education because somebody extended a helping hand to me and my
life changed. The worst thing in the world is to live without hope. If you knew that
tomorrow would be worse than today, would you get up?. Shanti Moktan A fresh graduate from college ... and life stands
still. To find a place for yourself in this competitive society is what matters the most.
But, how do we make that first step towards our career? Everyone young is worried about
it. Looking for a job is one big option most of us ought to choose. Vacancies are what we
search for, but are the vacancies which we find in almost every newspaper practical? They
demand for a graduate with 2-3 years of experience in that particular field. Wouldnt
anyone get a Masters degree by that time? Career opportunities for young people need to be
given proper consideration, especially in the Nepalese context, where there are the least
provisions of providing work in college. Every vacancy we see prefers experienced people.
Experience is one thing which does not come by itself and where can a fresh graduate go to
get experience to find a job? Nepal needs to develop proper infrastructure to
provide career development opportunities to the up-coming generation. With the
availability of training facilities in every organisation, one can have a chance to get
experience in their field of work. If we had a provision of working while studying then
the problem of having experienced human resource would have automatically solved. But the
draw back is that college students who work, rarely go to college during their entire
graduation period and they end up scoring low grades. A systematic arrangement between education and
career opportunities needs to be developed in order to enhance the potentials of the young
generation. People can never think of a bright future when they are facing a dark present.
With such a limited scope, our country will not be able to increase the abilities of the
Nepalese manpower and achieve an overall human resource development. Employment has played a major role in the
development of every nation and with proper employment facilities and policies, we will
certainly be able to prepare capable manpower enhancing their skills and efficiency in
accordance with the rapidly changing technology and economic structure, leading to the
development of the nation at large. Pushpa Acharya Covered with clouds, the sky would soon pour the
rain. The distant hills seemed dark as if gnawed by an unknown grief. Yet, a cloud towards
the west carried a golden glimmer of the veiled setting sun. The trees in the surroundings
appeared pale and placid, tired standing through the days and nights. At the station, the crowds were dispersing. She
straightened her hair getting off the bus and strode a little outside the station, then
stopped in front of a big restaurant. In those days, when they used to come here, it was
only a small coffee shop. A cup of coffee, please, she pulled the coat from
the collar and sat on a chair at the right corner. Suddenly, she thought of something and even left
the restaurant without finishing the coffee. On the road, she felt the tiny water drops on
her face. There was a light rainfall. After many years, walking on the same path reminded
her of her past. Since her wedding she had not been here. Her husband, once or twice, had
proposed to spend the holidays in this city. But they never came. Was it right or wrong?
She had not been sure. Had the city changed? She saw many new houses and tall buildings,
huge crowds and the pressure of vehicles. But, something inside her strongly insisted that
it had not changed at all. So, her mind was perplexed whether the broadening of the roads,
increase of population and other physical advancements were to be called changes or not.
Finally, she concluded that a city cannot be called changed until the essential warmth
made its exit. Here, she felt the same affection in the air, the same pleasure in rain and
the same passions she used to feel long ago. Everything, even now, looked own, well
acquainted and cherished. But the people not a single familiar face ever appeared. She went into a flower shop. She used to come here
with him, almost daily, even though they would not buy flowers. Going to college, to the
park, or the restaurant or somewhere else and to this shop was a daily routine. It was the
biggest flower shop in the city at that time. The old florist was fond of their visits and
they were a subject of his gossip. His small daughter was equally talkative. The young
girl sitting at the counter was most probably the same little girl. She did not try to
talk with the girl, rather, came out swiftly with a wrapped bunch of bluebells and roses
and entered the next shop. In a few minutes she appeared with a bag full of fruits in her
hands. On the corridor of the hospital, she paced forward
slowly. Inquiring about his room at the reception, she went to the upper floor and asked a
man standing there. He pointed towards the left and gazed at her with curiosity. She meekly opened the door and peeped in. There was
an absolute silence. A person stirred on the white bed. There he lay. The one she knew for
so long but did not meet all these years after her marriage. His eyes were fixed at the
door. I knew youd come, he said in a
feeble voice. Yes... She placed the fruits and the other things on the
table and gave him the bunch offlowers. He accepted them affectionately. How are you? Is he also here? the same
feeble voice questioned about her spouse. No, he isnt. I came alone. she
was staring at his colourless cancer-eaten face. Last week he had been here. He really must be
a good man. he grinned. She did not smile, And your wife... She has just gone home for food. How is you
son? He is well. The childless man whom she
loved in her prime youth (and now...?) was looking at her from the white death bed.
How long have you been here? Didnt he tell you? Many months... Oh,
no more days to remain. Doctors are still saying Ill get well. I know they are
lying. Please, dont say this... she
fumbled. They talked a little about the past, a little about
the present, something about their lives and something about others. They became more and
more passionate, and were absorbed in each other. Their hearts were filled with the long
gone memories of their youthful days when they used to be together. Her eyes filled with
tears. Then both of them did not speak for a few minutes but stared at one another with
tender eyes. The more she remembered her days of youth, the more her pain intensified. Youre staying today, arent
you? he broke the silence. No... I had thought it before but now I am
not staying... Its awful. When I arrived here, I felt as if our past assaulted me
severely. I suffer with great pain. On the way, I wished we had not parted but
married. Dont think that, the past is past, it
never comes back. Thats what troubles me... I cant
remain in this city any longer. He said in a cold voice, Well never be
able to meet again. She said nothing but saw a vast desert of emptiness
in his eyes. I am going..., she nearly wept and went out hurriedly. She would
sob outside in the darkness. Getting out of bed, he ate an apple she had
brought, looked at the innocent flowers and smelt them - they had her fragrance. He
switched off the fan and slept on the bed again. Slowly, the fan stopped completely. When his wife came, she saw a wrapped bunch of
bluebells and roses on his bosom. He was lying on the bed so peacefully that an unknown
fear seized her and she ran quickly to his bed. Binita Joshi In fact, the Nepali media has been very creative
when it comes to awareness advertisements. Most of them are highly successful
like the advertisement on girl child education, smoking and using tobacco, etc. These advertisements especially shot at rural
locales with the local people are more spontaneous and highly effective. The joy of parents returning back from their
farm exhibiting the sheer joy when their elder daughter reads out the letter sent by her
brother from Kathmandu is very touchy and educative, especially when the father pampers
his younger daughter saying that she should also learn to read and write and go to school
like her elder sister. Equally educative is the other advertisement when a
boy pleads his father to give up tobacco for his future, . A small boy requesting
his father to save money and not to waste on harmful things like cigarettes and tobacco so
that his father could afford to buy books for him is sensible. In the list of awareness advertisements, the latest
on air is about the negative impact caused by smoking. A group of people on a public bus, which
rather looks like a tourist bus with its leather covered spongy seat all intact. The
only woman on the bus feels dizzy to the smell of the cigarette. While she is
expressing her discomfort, a man hastily, loudly asks the other man smoking in the bus to
put off his cigarette and the smoker in his dilemma says he is smoking to forget his woes
and not for fun. Then turn by turn, almost each passenger of the bus gets the
privilege to inform the smoker about the darker sides of smoking -- from the probability
of lungs cancer to the improper impact on the near and dear ones caused by the smoke.
Being convinced with this, he promises not to smoke
ever again and with shining and shimmering eyes he throws his cigarette on the aisle
of the bus and puts off the cigarette stub by his shoes. It is an amazing mistake of the awareness
advertisement. This advertisement gives the message to quit smoking but at the same
time mis-educating people to litter the bus. Can Kathmandu be clean with this kind
of an attitude? If the director of this advertisement had used more
of his creative brain, this would surely have given two messages simultaneously.
One being, Smoking is Harmful to Health and second, Lets
Keep our Environment Clean - throwing things at their designated places. Media is a very powerful medium and things cannot
be overlooked especially in an advertisement, carrying a message. R J Yadav What is it? How does it happen? Impacts of Acid Rains: In Germany, Switzerland, Netherlands and
Czechoslovakia forests are critically affected by acid rains. Nutrients as calcium
magnesium, potassium have been leached away from soil by acids. Thus acid rain is a great
threat to this millennium. It is increasing at a mad rate.Specially in the so called
developed nations which have exploited nature. |
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