By: Nirvana Bhandary
1. They Are Stereotypical
2. They Are Very Materialistic
3. They Are Very Judgmental
4. They Put Physical Attractiveness Top In The List
5. They Totally Suck In GK And IQ
6. They Are Labile In Thought Process
Your belief dictates your actions, your belief defines your values. A belief system is a paradigm of a human hooking to which a person discovers values and principals based on which the person move furthers, interprets worlds and philosophies. Shallow people just don’t have any belief system. They keep changing their beliefs per the influences. One moment they are conservative when influenced by conservatives and another moment they are liberals if influenced by liberalism. This labile nature in their thoughts and belief process is pretty prominent in shallow people.
7. They Suffer From Shortsightedness
Since shallow people lack depths in decision making and interpreting, they just can’t calculate any long-term consequences of their present actions, nor they really care. They just float in present. Their priorities, their attitudes, their concerns are all momentary.
These shallow people are worst to date with, worst to plan anything with. Kind of like living with Identity crisis, living without purpose, lost and confused. No one can fix them but time itself. Until then, I prefer to engage less….stay away from.
Humility Is The Key For The Deadlock Of Our Tourism!
We are a nation of pure natural bliss; our landscapes and biodiversity are amazing, we all know that. We have potentially the most beautiful places in the south asia, and our cultural eccentricity makes us even more attractive to travellers and adventurers from around the globe.
When people visit Nepal, they not only get to see our mountains and rivers, but they also indulge in our environment and lifestyle. It could be a simple festival or ‘jatra’ at Kathmandu, it could be a dance at a ‘rodighar’ at Ghandruk or it can be a meditation by the side of Bagmati, the visitors tend to blend into the ways of our native lives as they enjoy, learn and grow. Nevertheless, we shouldn’t forget that anyone who comes here from abroad expects to receive at least a minimum set of standards in terms of hospitality, accommodation and travel comfort. The major urban cities that ghatare also tourist destinations are anticipated to have efficient transportation on top of clean and healthy surroundings. This, however, has been a crucial tipping point in our context, which we’ve constantly failed to maintain ever since we realised the potential of tourism industry.
This holds true to our rural tourist destinations too. If you’re a budget traveler, you’re sure to experience a rather strange approach towards you, especially on travel destinations in remote areas. The overlooking authorities like Nepal Tourism Board have failed to maintain a scientific and rational pricing for food and accommodation. It’ll not be surprising if we find a traveller complaining of not receiving the service value given the cost. Everyone wants to be treated humbly, and expects a minimum level of cleanliness when it comes to lodging and fooding.
“They don’t even respond to you! The hotel owners don’t even find it necessary to clean your rooms or change your bedsheets. I’m not asking for a five star luxury, but for the cost I pay, (which is already too expensive) I want to be smiled at, served a well-cooked clean food; and I want to spend my night free of bed-bugs!” An avid traveler (name not revealed) shared her experience from her journey to a national park at western Terai of Nepal. “I don’t blame the people though,” she adds, “But shouldn’t the authorities be awaring and educating people about hospitality and sanitation? They disburse so much budget, but where does that go?” She’s infuriated.
This type of lack of attentive functioning has let loose the monopolistic arrangement of lodges, hotels and restaurants across these geographically remote places. This might look like a rather trivial subject, but it holds a grave concern if we are to boost our internal and external tourism. People who run these businesses seem to be considering only money and nothing else.They need to be realised with the subtle aspects of rational behavior, of hospitality, of advantages of building a sense of satisfaction to their customers. I don’t mean to belittle or be too critical, I’m just pointing out to the holes of our tourism industry that need to be filled if we aim to be a tourist attraction of the 21st century.
These are just representative examples. There are a lot of improvements to be made for making our tourism and travelling more reliable, scientific and wide-ranging. From aviation upgrading, trekking safety to travel information systems, we can always find a way to be world-class. All that needs is a little bit of collective effort. Government can’t continue to be apathetic when it comes to monitoring the business ventures so as to maintain a comparatively equal rate. The eateries and restaurants by the highways are the first places this improvement can be carried on at. Additionally, promotion of agro-tourism, sanitation and cleanliness campaigns are some other points of intervention that can empower local stakeholders.
Every traveller takes back home memories of our places and people. Let’s be humble enough to respect their spirit, and in return learn and benefit from them.
Route To My Roots: From Immigrant To Traveller
Mardi Base Camp Calls
Like every other October that passed by, this one too was filled with buzz and excitement. The mountains were calling and I was ready to roll. Not everyone answers the calls from the mountains – but no matter how much we want to deny the desire to travel, there is an element of curiosity in all of us.Join us on this amazing trek to Mardi Base Camp within the laps of Machapuchre and Mardi Mountain.
A four-day trek that commenced with three people soon turned into eight people. As they say, you will find heaps of like-minded people while traveling and so did we. The three of us bid our farewell to Pokhara and left for Mardi. We began this exciting adventure from Kade. The steep trails from Kade to the Australian base camp hinted a subtle clue of the challenges, which lie ahead of us. With no luck of witnessing mountains from the Australian base camp, we left for Pothana. We rested our boots, filled our bellies and exchanged our keen eye to travel.
However, soon enough we were on our way to Deurali. We had our moments of discussion just like every travelling group – whether to stay here or to continue until our next stop. With the clock displaying only 2 pm, hungry for wanderlust, we continued to walk along the trail and moved towards Forest Camp. Little did we know it would take us more than 4 hours with no tea shops to stop by in between Deurali and Forest Camp. Despite the foggy weather, the two other familiar faces were all we could see. Not another human being was seen. Fortunately, I saw a deer but that too vanished quickly. With the moon slowly rising, lights fading and poor mobile signals, we still had not reached our destination but with cellphone’s flash lights, spirits of wanderer and our thoughts screaming “Are we ****ing lost?“ ,we reached the camp with much of our delightment of seeing another human soul,finally.
|Annapurna South, Himchuli and Badal dada|
|She keeps calling I keep going|
Morning sunshine hits, eyes burn, legs all restless and heart aching just to see her. Before we knew it, we were already parting ways with Forest Camp. They say everyday is a new day. Subsequently, the foggy forest diminished on this brand new day and with an increase in altitude the flora beautifully sprung out amongst the trails. Much to our joy within only 30 minutes of our walk, there she was, smiling. With that smile engraved in our hearts, we were on our way to Low Camp. A large open space, few tea houses and cottages, trekkers, potters and backpackers with gracefully smiling Mount Fishtail awaiting. We knew we had arrived. We rested our backs, breathed in relief and awe, made peace with our bellies, captured some photographs and before we knew it, it was time to say our goodbyes to Low Camp. The altitude continued to rise along with the frequently changing weather and cloud patterns.
At one stage, we were lucky enough to witness a gorgeous Annapurna mountain range from badal dada. However, that too disappeared amongst the clouds a few minutes later. I felt more than lucky beholding the view of Machapuchre floating in clouds even though it was for a short period.Continuing along the trail, leaving the forest behind, trekking up the steep mountain path with yellow grasses, clouds rumbling beneath us – I felt nothing as my heart was too busy smiling. With a couple of hours of blushing, we arrived at the High camp. The mountains were still being sneaky, still playing ‘peek a boo’ with us but by sunset, she decided to show up. There she was. Glowing. We didn’t leave until safety warned us about the decreasing temperature, which forced us to hop into our warm blankets.With the excitement of seeing her up close and dreaming about being in her arms the following day, we went to bed .
|Goodnight from Mountains|
With the first rays of sunlight, she was there just as we left her last night, waiting. With a few bottles of water, snacks and spirits of the mountain, we were up and running. The closer you go up, the trails become much more adventurous and challenging than you expect it to be. To be honest, weak hearted will definitely question themselves,“What the hell am I doing here?”“this is so my last trek if I ****ing return back safely”. And then a thought comes back knocking; It’s better to look back on life and say, “I cant believe I did that” than to look back and say; “I wish I did that”.
|Ever Smiling Annapurna South|
|Closer to the edge|
|and She came floating|
Knowing the mountains are with you every step of the way or right at your viewpoint, your heart blushes with pride and joy. I was having the time of my life beholding the mountains, feeling the clouds, letting my soul and spirit fly. In the laps of the Mountains: Annapurna south, Himchuli, Mardi base camp, Machhapuchre – you feel infinite like never before. You get lost and the best part is that you don’t want to be found. In fact, you’d much rather be here, forever, being lost. One fine feeling that was. Furthermore, I was awestruck with the view of avalanche towards the south of Annapurna, adding another chapter in my stories to tell. The time had come. It was difficult but we had to separate from her.
|Band of Travelers|
My religion is mountain for it’s not man made. We communicate volumes through its silence. As we walked along the Mountains, listening to its silence and echoes of our inner selves, we parted. You think going up is hard but wait until you hit this trail. Try coming down from base to high camp through heights that make your heart shiver,you will find out how wrong were you.With a brimful of mountain love, smiling eyes and a bucket full of stories to tell, we departed from High camp. While returning, we trekked along a different route from Low camp to Pokhara via Ghalel and Shiding.
|More Yellow trails|
|Home Calling Home|
With every trail I trek through a thought passes by “I am too old to have only seen THIS LITTLE of the world and too young not to go see it now.” So go out, travel, dream, dwell, discover. If you don’t, then I will and I know I am pretty good at making YOU jealous 😀 After all what is life but one GRAND ADVENTURE. JAY GHUMANTE…
|Until next time ; SEE YAA
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