Ritual is usually seen in its conservative function. Ritual in this sense serves to reproduce and transmit the values and structures of a society from one generation to the next and to maintain those values and structures over time. Since ritual certainly has the power to be used for conserving the values and structures of a society.As rituals instill values, whether conservative or innovative or effect long term or short we still follow them.
Raju's Alter Ego
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
Graha Pooja a powerful ritual, How ritual like Graha pooja Controls us:
Ritual is usually seen in its conservative function. Ritual in this sense serves to reproduce and transmit the values and structures of a society from one generation to the next and to maintain those values and structures over time. Since ritual certainly has the power to be used for conserving the values and structures of a society.As rituals instill values, whether conservative or innovative or effect long term or short we still follow them.
Friday, July 3, 2015
Politics of Affect of Shame and violation of Human Right in Coetzee's, Disgrace
JM Coetzee's novel Disgrace was written
in post-apartheid era of South Africa when South African society had still been
in transition, practicing sense of responsibility to others. The byproduct of
revolution, and truth and reconciliation process had still been haunting the
nation when Coetzee wrote this novel. Furthermore, it was written in a period
when Nelson Mandela was in power and it was written in the back ground of Truth
and Reconciliation commission (TRC) established. It evokes about what was happening in South Africa at the
end of the twentieth century.
Love (a story of Ramanath)
Ramanath was growling. It was still a dark day with
this continuous rain. It might have been poured draught in Tarai but here its
unwanted rain. Ramanath doubted at the intention of God.
But he had to go to his work. He wore his coat,
picked up his umbrella and came out near to the door. It stared rain harder; it
seemed as if the rain mocking him. Current of water was falling from the eaves.
The rain drop is falling from the roof. The sky looks black and blue. The sound
of raind drops on the trees and the tin roofs was monotonous. The road was
quite, not a single soul was there. The rain beat so hard that the trees around
the house were bowing their head. Time to time cold breeze hurtled like storm;
the smallest drop of water goes here and there. With this sight, Ramanath felt
sad. He felt as if he was all alone.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
अन्ततः नेपाल फर्किएँ
हातमा
नयाँ एमआरपी छ । ‘एम्बेसी अफ नेपाल, जर्मनी’को स्ट्याम्पसहित । हस्तलिखित
पासपोर्टको म्याद सकिएपछि तीन महिनाअघि एक सय २० युरो तिरेर बनाएको ।
एमआरपीमा उल्लेख भएअनुसार अझै चार महिना जर्मनी जान पाउने अनुमति मसँग छ ।
तर, म नेपालमा छु ।
एक साताअघि, जर्मनीको राजधानीमा थिएँ ।
भौतिक सुख–सुविधाले भरिपूर्ण जर्मनीको राजधानी बर्लिनको एक स्कुलमा मेरो
बसाइ थियो । बस्ने छुट्टै कोठा थियो । खाना बनाउने दुःख थिएन । स्कुलको
होस्टल मेसमा कार्ड देखाए फ्रीमा खान पाइन्थ्यो । फ्रीमा स्वास्थ्य सुविधा ।
कोही कसैले नराम्रो रेस्पोन्स गर्दैनथे । तैपनि, नेपाल फर्किएको छु ।
घरीघरी आफैलाई सपनामा पो छु कि झैँ लाग्छ । नेपाल केही समय घुम्न आएँ ? अहँ
होइन । युरोप बस्ने भिसासहितको पासपोर्ट माई क्लियर ब्यागमा थन्क्याएको छु
। युरोपको भिसा लागेको मान्छे, भिसाको म्याद सकिए उतै लुकेर बसिदिन पनि
सक्थेँ । युरोपको १९ वटा देशमा जान पाउने अनुमति छ, मेरो एमआरपीमा अझै ।
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