jhannai nibheko saajh

Ye---tero bau ko akhada ho yo?
Je man layo bhanyo, lekhera falyo, din na raat gundaharu jhummeko chha jhummeko chha..khurukka aa afno gharma marna janu niýmarna nasakyaharu---
Ye --- khai torch le ta torchýtyai jhyang ma chha jasto chha---
Police lai bola taýphone garna phone---

Aba phone ta ghiraulale gare matrai ho, mu** phone ko line sine chhaine ke ko phone garni? I assured to myself but was a bit worried too. On top of that chhyapi damned Machakaji was breathing so heavily on me----chhyapi ra jaand ko manau aadbhut misran yukta Machakajiko swas-praswasle ustai taukai dukhla jasto bhaisakya thyo. Meghanaýs younger brother and her mom were still scolding at us right and left. Love letter pani falya thyo after seeing Meghana near the bhanchha ýek dui din agadi tara khai kalle padhyo tyo love letter pani tha chhaina. Those mom-son duo had no clue who they were yelling at. I knew we were safe behind that nilkadako jhyang we were taking cover against (yes we were safe even against that every -day battery powered flash light) but it was risky to stay there for a long time, though. Anyone could come there in hero cycle from the other side and see us. So, I was a bit worried. Tyam pani raati ko paune bhaisakya thyo, mahina thyo Mangsir.

Let me admit. I was an absolute *aasiq* of Meghana Rana. K garne bhako kuro. Ghar tyatai hadigauko gallima thyo. Sorry, can't be more specific than this. Risk is involved. Rana bhe pani yessima taat paltya Rana re chhanýthey didnýt even had a phone line. Had a small ground floor house, but later added second floor, BTW. Anyway, Meghana was not the only girl in the house. In fact, she had 3 other sisters. Meghana maile re. So, what? Haina? Of course, the other sisters were chwank too, and I would have been lucky to have any of them but my other friends had already reserved those other sisters for themselves. Not too long, I had heard one of those sisters responding to my buddy Machakaji-a reserving friend. Just this past Saturday when Machakaji tried to give the kanchhi Surpiya maiya a faded vague smile, she yelled ýthukka kukkar moraý right after she poured some water for ýSaniý on that pipal bot. Alarmed Machakaji backed off.

Just a quick note on Machakaji. He was a ghwank dude. Dohoro jyan bhako mu** dadak thyo. His name needed a serious correction and the correction was long overdue. He was the most ýsaprekoý among us as far as the physique was concerned. Sapreko mane you know like that kauli near that outdoor toilet. Such a jyango dude was called "Machakaji" and was after the kanchhi maiya, Supriya. He should have gone after the jethi, Dibya rani, based on his built--but Asimdai riding on his Honda trial XT used to circle around the house at least once a day for Dibya, though. Ani, Asimdai sanga takkar linu bhaneko dhulo pitho huna binti gare jastai thyo. So, Dibya was like aakasko fal aankha tari mar but Gumbe, my god! must admire his patience and dedication to Dibya, was hopeful that drug addict Asimdai is not gonna be around for that many days. So, Gumbe was next in line for Dibya. That's how far Dibya was for others. Asimdai shivakhulit huni kaile---ani tyas pachhi Gumbe ko pali ---ani balla aru---mu** palo aaune kaile kalile!

The former, most recent, Meghana aasiq , Surendra, lai jaundice pani bhako ani Surendrako Ba (Narendra Baje) le bhogateko bot ma banera dui char swaththa pani laisakeko re tyo Meghanko aghi pachhi lagyo bhanera Surendra bro lai. So, bado muskil le I was in for Meghana. Kayamat se kayamat tak here dekhi, I was dreaming of running away with Meghana and blessing her siudo with sindoor right in front of Churiya mai, almost every day. Now donýt ask me where Churiya Mai was 'cuz I didnýt know. I had just seen her in many trucks that used to go through hadigau for balauwa in Dhobikhola bank ýChuriya Mai ki jayý. And I kinda thought that Churiya mai is cool.

Machakaji and I were sitting tight and as quietly as possible behind that nilkadako jhyang. After a few minutes of fat-fat mom and son went down stairs from the chhat. Oh, did I mention that we had given almost Royal positions for those Rana folks. Seto bagh padhe dekhi we were totally into Ukaja, Pukaja, Pakaja, and Dakaja. Meghana's father was awarded Dakaja (Dakhsin Kamanding Jarnel) because his bedroom faced south toward the temple, Meghana's elder brother, whose room faced north, was Ukaja (Uttar Kamanding Jernel), and younger brother was awarded Pakaja (Paschim Kamanding Jernel). We got no Pukaja, though. We had intense debate on Pukaja position. No male members were left for that royal position. At one point Surendra had suggested "Bisne's" name for Pukaja but majority of us objected. Now, who the hell is Bisne? Well, Bisne ke ta tayi mu** kam garne manchhe tyaha Meghanaka. Gumbe declared Bisne is only qualified for either Chhikaja (Chhidi kamanding Jarnel) or Pyakaja (Pyasej Kamanding Jarnel). For now, Bisne was just Bisne cuz they didn't have any chhidi and we were not sure if Bisne slept on passage. Anyway---
Meghanako ghar bato bata ali gahiro ma thyo and was encircled with barbed wire in all sides. The west side had one additional layer of security of thick nilkadako jhyang. That's exactly where we, MachaKaji and I, were that evening. Must admit, we both were a bit drunk.

"Wala-- wala" Machakaji whispered. Hereko ta nabhandai Meghana bhanchha bata hudai came to the chhat. Tyo raati jado ma chhat ma aaunu bhaneko merai lagi hunu parchha, I was delighted. Right then, as I was thinking fast to come up with some romantic move, ye ye ye---kah kah kah besyaka bhadai mu** kaha bata tilla bhera aako re chha euta jadya pachhiltira bata saikal chadayo mero komal dhadma. Romance fled and I panicked. In confusion, dasha lagya, I tried to jump in Meghana's compound. Like I said, the west side was protected with barbed wire and nilada, I was already bruised then tyo kade taarle ta mero jyan ma jatha-bhabi korna thhalyo. I saw Meghana ran down with super speed screaming "Muwaaa". Muwaa released her verbal speed from within---ke bho huh ke bho---marna nasakya gunda bhitrai hamfalera aayo ke ke ho?ý Dakaja, Pakaja, Ukaja, ani positionless Bisne all came to motion. I was in critical position, I quickly tried to cross the barbed wire on the east side toward mulabari, but dashako fandama parisakya rechhu ma--- yatti lamo dharko tanera bhassiyo kadako taar dhadma--
Jyanai jala jasto garera dukhyo. Mu** chokta khana gako budhi jholma dubera mari bhanya jasto bho. Hurukka bhaye---

Ahile samma ni chilaudai chha yo dhadma khat Meghana lai samjhida. Kasaile khatko barema sodhe, fight parda knife lageko bhanne gareko chhu. Meghana lai Pushkar Bikram le bya garyo re, BTW.
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