Monthly Archives: February 2012

Missing my parents

People who have family close to them don’t often realise how lucky they are.I have seen my friends getting annoyed by the frequent calls from their mother. I have also seen lots of the children complaining a lot when their parents want to get involved in their life. They want to make their own decisions and don’t like their parents asking any questions about their decisions.

I work with lots of mums who feel hurt when they find out some major events of their kids’ life from someone else or at the last-minute. It makes them feel that their kids don’t care much about them. So while making their decision the kids didn’t even bother to call them to share the news or events.

When I see and hear this, I want to shake the kids and ask them to appreciate what they have. They are so lucky to see their parents so frequently and have them so close to them.

I left Nepal when I was a teenager so I missed out on spending lots of time with my parents. I was not there when they needed me and they were always far when I needed them. I always talked to them at least once a week but still those few hours of talk seems so less if you think about it . And I only saw them once a year or not even that sometimes.

I love them a lot and want them to be close to me. We even talked about them coming to Australia to live here. But they didn’t want to come as they have their own life in Nepal. They are independent and do what they want when they live there. Also they work there and that keeps them busy. I tried my best to visit them often but due to work and financial constraints I couldn’t go as often as I liked.

I tried my best to be there for my parents in every way possible. I know they are proud of me and everyone around them tells me how much they miss me and how much they love me. Actually, I know that without having to hear it from anyone. They have sacrificed a lot for me and I will be forever indebted to them. I always tried my best to make them happy in whatever way I can even when I am far away from them.

Every time I go to Nepal, I take them on a holiday and we spend all the time together. That is one of the best times of my life as both my parents are close to me. During these holidays our talks have bonded us a lot closer as we talked and shared lots of thing. If we don’t go on a holiday, both of them would go to work so we wouldn’t have much time to spend with each other.

Being selfish, I miss my mum a lot every time I get sick. I can’t tell exactly what but having her around when I am sick really calmed me down. My poor husband doesn’t know what to do when I get sick as I keep on telling him I want my mum.

I also miss my parents a lot when I go to the shopping malls, or to in the city when I see people with their parents. Father’s day and mother’s days are the worst as it reminds me how far we are. I feel like I am missing big part of my life and have always thought of going to Nepal and spending a year or so with them. I tried to do that in 2009. I went home and told them I will be there for at least 6 months before I go back to Australia.

Don’t know fortunately or unfortunately, I got a job offer for a job I wanted after 4 weeks of me being there. They wanted to set up an interview but as I was in Nepal, I email them back saying I can’t come for the interview. They emailed me offering to conduct a phone interview. The phone interview went ok and the company wanted to do a 2nd interview in person. I was not mentally ready to come back for an interview for a job which I may or may not get so I was reluctant to make the decision. My parents convinced me to go and give the interview saying I can come back again and stay longer if I did not get the job. So I was back in Sydney for the interview. I got the job and I am happy about it but I feel like I missed the chance of staying with my parents.

Now I am married, so every time I go back to Nepal I need to divide my time between my parents’ home and my husband’s home and I am a bit sad about it. I like my new family but I miss my parents so much that I want to spend more time with them. I really want to be a good child for my parents and look after them but staying so far away from them, it is not always possible for me to be there for them when they need me the most.

My parents are doing well so far but slowly as they get older, they will need their children be around them more. I hope when that day comes, I can be near them to look after them.

Someone wise once said ‘Do what you can when someone is alive because after they die, you can’t do anything.’

Being far away from ones family has huge disadvantages. Recently, 3 of my friends had to deal with the loss of their mum or dad. They died all of a sudden (one in an accident) and my friends could do nothing. They didn’t even have proper a goodbye. Then, they had to travel by plane for 23 hours (including transit) before reaching home. That must be the worst 23 hours of their lives. Among those friends, one was already going to Nepal to get married and had her flight booked and everything. Just 2 days before she was supposed to leave, she got bad news of her mom’s death.

If your parents are near you, you are really lucky so do visit them often. If they are far away, at least call them often and tell them you love them. As they get older, they will cherish the time they spend with you. One day we will be parents ourselves and at that time we will want our kids to be around and visit us when possible. So we need to do our share and show our kids family values. Never forget that they had sacrificed a lot in their lives to make sure you could achieve your dreams so keep them close physically and closer in your heart.

How embarrassing!

Something really embarrassing and funny happened this morning and it made me laugh so hard. I though of sharing that with you all. 

This morning one of my colleagues who live in the same building as I do called me and wished me ‘Happy Birthday’. I thought he was joking and told him that it was not my birthday. As you know, my birthday was on 28 October so it is nowhere near that right now. Then he said, it must have been yesterday or the day before so ‘Happy belated Birthday’.  I was not sure why he was insisting that it was my birthday so I had to tell him that my birthday was 3 months ago.

There was a bit of silence on the phone as I think he was a bit embarrassed that he got it all wrong. Then I asked him what made him think that it was my birthday. He said last night when he went to the shop across our apartment and while returning, he saw the sign that said happy Birthday M in our apartment window. He assumed, the birthday must have been a few days ago as the sign was still there so thought of calling me and wishing a Happy birthday (really nice of him). When I heard that I couldn’t stop laughing but at the same time I was really embarrassed. 

The thing is when I had my birthday party, 3 months ago, my husband decided to do this big decoration on our window. It was really nice of him as I had Halloween theme party and it looked amazing. He put lots of work to execute the design and decoration. I thinking I kept the decorations for a week before taking them out. The only thing I couldn’t take out was my birthday banner as it was too high up the window. I have asked him several times to take that out but for some reason, he hasn’t.  Also it hasn’t occurred to me lately, to remove it, even though I see it every day. I guess my eyes just filter it when I am home. 

I had no idea that, people could see the banner from the street in the evening when we have our lights on. Now I am thinking how many of our neighbour has seen that banner and wondered what is going on with a birthday celebration for 3 months. How embarrassing! 

His call made my morning but I have to go home tonight and make sure that banner gets off from the window. I think 3 months is a bit too long to have the banner hanging around isn’t it?

Just a day remaining before the weekend so enjoy everyone!!!

Noisy neighbour

Sometimes when you move into a new neighbourhood, you may have some noisy neighbours or someone new moves into your building and they are noisy. They may be someone who shouts a lot, have their music high every time or just wakes up too early and starts mowing their lawn. 

I have seen lots of times on TV, the war between neighbours from hell. Thank god I am not writing about someone like that but still for the last few weeks one of our neighbours is bothering us a lot. 

Looks like he had moved in recently as we never had this problem before. There is a guy who lives in our building 2 floors below us and he always has his music on high volume. It doesn’t normally bother me when I am doing things as I don’t hear it when I am watching TV or cooking but it bothers me when we go to bed. 

Even when I close every door and window in our apartment, I can hear Rihanna or Pink playing. Worst part is, it is not limited to weekends but it happens everyday. On weekdays, it is really hard for me to fall asleep as I am a light sleeper and the noise bothers me. I even tried to put a pillow on top of my head to block the noise but so far it is not working. I don’t get enough sleep which makes me tired during the day. 

First he started to play on weekends till 2am. I thought he may be having a party so thinking it as a one-off thing I didn’t give it much though. Then it started to happen every day till very late. I am not sure if the rest of my neighbours are bothered by that but so far seems like no one has complained. 

One evening, me and AS were coming home and as his apartment is on the ground floor, we have to pass it. The music was really loud as we passed his place so I just looked into the room thinking there must be a party on but there was none. It was only him and he was in the window shaking his head and singing along the music. So I think it is only him everyday who is enjoying the music but the volume is always on high. When I saw him the other day, he looked a bit weird like someone a bit crazy or someone on drugs so I don’t want to talk to him. Actually I am scared of him to let him know that his music is disturbing us. 

I am hoping someone will complain about it either to him or the building manager soon so I don’t get sleep deprived due to his loud music. If nothing happens soon, I am thinking to call the building manager to let him know that it is a nuisance. 

I am not the kind of person who wants to stop someone’s fun but I really don’t want to struggle every night just to sleep. 

I have been in the receiving end of people who wanted to stop our fun. It was Saturday night and I was having my birthday party few years ago. At around 9 pm, there was someone on the door. When I opened the door, there were two cops. They told me that some neighbours complained about the loud noise so we have to stop the music. I was a bit annoyed because it was a weekend and it was 9 pm but the cops told me that they had to come when someone called and complained. May be I should call the cop on my neighbour too. 

While on the topic of noisy neighbours how would you like to wake up in the middle of night to weird sounds? Yap, one of my friends has that problem and the worst part is it is her next door neighbour. When I visited her, I saw the couple and they seemed to be in their late 40’s. They looked friendly and nice.  But at least a couple of times in a week, their bed bangs against the wall next to my friend’s bedroom. Also the lady moans and makes all the other weird noises which wakes my friend up in the middle of the night. It has been happening for years now. My friend is too embarrassed to bring that up with her neighbour so she is still suffering. Often it has made her oversleep in the morning making her late for work. 

Did you ever have a neighbour from hell or just a noisy one? How did you deal with them?

Horse Riding

Horse riding in Nepal

I like anything that challenges my guts. Horse riding fascinates me as it is about controlling the animal which is much bigger than you with a lead rope. I had done some horse riding before, once in Fiji, and then in Nepal and India. 

The riding I had done in Nepal and India were on open, flat ground. There is no fear of falling and breaking your bones as the horse handler is running next to you while you ride the horse. On top of that they are trained horses which don’t run.(I guess 🙂 ) 

Horse riding in Fiji

When I did some horse riding in Fiji, it was in the beach so I remember it as being quite fun. It was flat ground and we were only 4 in the group .The horses behaved really well. So while we were in Hunter, I didn’t even think twice when we decided to ride horses. I was just happy to do the activity. 

We reached the place 15 minutes late as we lost our way on the way there. It was really far away from the main area and our GPS didn’t help us. It was asking us to drive on dirt roads where you can’t take your car. Anyway other people in the group were waiting for us when we reached there. After hurrying to meet the ladies who run the farm and signing the waiver form, we were given helmets and a quick guide on what to do with the horse to command it to stop and move. Then we are given a horse and I was surprised that these horses seemed a bit bigger than the ones I had ridden before. 

Horse riding in Hunter

In their website they said, “Ride the unique and beautiful Molly Morgan Range, experiencing the spectacular views of the Hunter Valley Wine Country and Lower Hunter and as far North as Barrington Tops, the northern boundary of the Upper Hunter “so I was expecting it to be a relaxing horse riding in a ranch but I was not ready for what came next. 

I guess these horses are used to having people ride them all the time but the horse I was riding, named “Sunny” seemed to be a frisky one. PA and AS wanted their horses to be frisky and fast but their one’s were more tame, may be because they looked a bit old. But Sunny seem to be younger and a bit out of control from time to time.

While we were riding we were meant to form a straight line and follow the lady in the front but my horse didn’t want to follow the other horses, he just want to eat grass so I had to constantly pull his head up and push him to walk. We rode on a small hill so there were lots of ups and downs. Because my horse was more playful than others I was having a hard time controlling him. On top of that my bum was really hurting so I couldn’t wait to finish the ride. 

Horse riding in Nepal

As it was an hour and half ride, there were lots more to come before we finished the ride. We were taken to pond where all the horses were supposed to drink water. All the horses waited for their turn for the water but not Sunny. He just passed the line and rushed to the pond. I was scared at that point because I couldn’t stop him. I was scared to fall and break my bones. Finally I was able to control him for a while and slowly guided him to the pond. There he wanted to go deeper into the water than the other horses so I had to pull his lead rope hard to divert him from there and follow others to the farm. 

From time to time other horses would make some weird noises from the other farms which scared me , as Sunny seemed to be get more aggressive when he haers these noises. On top of that my friend PA was trying to gallop her horse from behind me which didn’t help either. At one point, our horses were so close that both of them looked like they were going to hit each other. 

Finally after what seemed like forever we were back at the farm and then only could I think straight. For much of the time, more than enjoying the great view of the farm and watching wallabies and other animals near the track, I was putting my strength in controlling Mr. Sunny. 

When I was relived that it was almost over, PA dropped the lead rope of her horse. I was scared because if the horse moved at that point, she could have fallen from the horse and hurt herself.  Also I was near her so if that horse had come running I could have gotten hurt as well. Luckily the lady from the ranch came back to rescue us.

Finally when Sunny was back in his stable I was happy to get off him. It was an adventurous ride but I am not too sure I want that experience again. I will defiantly ride a horse again but not on the hills or uneven surface. It is just too dangerous. On top of that my bum hurt for rest of the day.

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