Sunday, August 8, 2010

A Hat Always reminds my father

Dhaka Topi, a very popular hat and also part of Nepalese National Dress, is widely used across the country. My father - a diverse man, a flexibility in different tradition and less conservative who always had a hat in his head - well, as far as I know. He was very proud to wear his hat even in his last moment of his life. I took his most favorite Nepali Hat (Dhaka Topi) after his death as a memory. His well known hat being my one of the great great memory in my house. Which I feel he is still around.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Graduated Again

I decided to do additional master degree last year in research area. Finally, I finished and awarded Master in Reserach (MRes) in Electronic, Electric and Computing Engineering. Despite loss of my father´s sad memory I went to graduation ceromony. It was great to be graduating line-up with mixed feeling. I wish my father was there to witnessed the ceromony but my kids and wife were there to celebrate with me. This one year had been really tedious and very hectic. After all yes I finished. Thank you parents, wife, kids and beloved sisters - you all have been great supporters.

After father died

I have been quite for some time. First due to my father serious illness and second he passed a way. I would like to thank you all of my beloved friends, families and well wishers for the messages.

Residing millions miles away from your parents it is always very difficult when doing many trips in few moths. At the last time of my father, we could do nothing except watching him dying. Cancer is such a disease which you can only watch and be helpless when people are in chronic pain. Well, we did whatever we can and be there from him of his last moment. He is gone now and memory only remains in my head.

There are so many cultural differences between west and Nepal, many of them I still argu and do not thing is right. Well, these are just my opinion. Now, I try not to remember his last moment of his painful time rather remember good time with him. I am now back to Iceland with his all kinds of memories and reunited with my family. I truly hope his soul rest in peace. Well, this is called "life".