I've always wanted to write a blog ever since my childhood. I even tried. But that moment collided with the precedence of social medias like Facebook which digressed me from reaching my goal. Now, I am apathetic to social media, glutted by pretentious posts, premeditated stories and friends staying reticent on important events but spamming inboxes with 'candy crush' invites with celerity. I have become a detractor of 'facebook' to be precise and I have no qualms for that. I don't believe that staying away from 'social medias' makes me a reclusive.
Coming back to this day, reminiscent of all the past childhood memories when people used to enjoy this festival with gaiety, it now seems quite opposite, especially in the towns. People are lingering more on 'social medias' than showing the exuberance towards preserving our traditions. 'Deusis' - a tradition where a group of itinerant people for the day being, travel house by house singing folk songs and offering blessing- are getting scarce. Rock bands have superceded the traditional musical instruments, thus tarnishing the ethos of our culture and nobody seems to worry about that.
This day also marks the beginning of new year for the 'Newar' people of the valley. Being a Newar, I embrace this day for the ceremony conducted in the evening where we worship our own body. I visited the Basantapur Durbar Square where the vivacious youths were embarking for the rally called 'Bhintuna' - a rally of motorbikes and people, singing and dancing with jest in occasion of the new year. During these times, even the cacophony of horns and speakers sounds mellifluous.
As the sun sets below the horizon, the entire town gets illuminated by lights and 'diyas'. The celebrate of Tihar continues in its 4th day.