Sunday, February 27, 2011

i am Leah

i am Leah.

i try my Best to make mommy & Daddy happy on my spelling, math, soshal studies homework becus mom is in distres and dad is usally on the computer.

[a note left by Leah for her parents...]

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Eternity in our Children's Eyes...

Karen Shimada
February 14

Had a great night with your incredible son and he made me cry! We all thought of you and Shakun this weekend...... xoxoxox Karen
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Keith D. Leslie
February 14

How fantastic!! I didn't know that you were at Lisa's memorial service, too. Josh said he was seeing Rajen, but not the whole gang. What joy! I hope the tears were of gladness and affection for all we have shared! xoxo, K.
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Karen Shimada
February 15

Oh yes. It was so amazing to watch them all reconnect. In many ways I couldn't look at them without seeing them as little boys!!! They are each still so very much themselves.

Josh is amazing and such a delight to interact with. A perfect combination of you and Shakun -- smart and sensitive; thoughtful and visionary; idealist and realist. Ironically he and Takumi are studying almost the same subjects/courses at college.

It was awesome to hear them move from chit chat and past memories (which were awesome, don't get me wrong), but right into their dreams for saving the world; social change; democracy debates; the fate of Singapore and Nepal. Challenging each other. Laughing and heating up!! I loved it.

What made me cry is that at one point, Josh says spontaneously, "Hey Karen listen to this: your two sons are studying about political-economics and how to change the world.... isn't this cool? Aren't you proud?".

OMG. I just got all teary. We talked about how these kids can always grow and meet more people, but they will always only have one childhood, with one set of bros, who
Will be there for each other for the rest of their lives .... Wow.....

It was also sweet to hear Josh talk about his love for Nepal and you and Shakun. You guys did a great job in raising him. Well, our village did a great job in raising all the kids!!!! So precious.

The memorial for Lisa was beautiful. I'll send photos.

Love to u and Shakun!! Hope to see you one of these days. Xoxoxx. K
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Keith D. Leslie
February 19

Karen, I cudn't respond immediately as your note touched such a range of emotions, memories and thoughts. Thank-you!

Our kidz shared such a magical, unique and loved childhood here in K'du they have come to recognize and, possibly, relive as they meet each other again in the US after a decade+ apart. It's a gift for them to have these lasting friendships as they must travel across some more complex cultural and social hurdles in their 20s.

Taku looks so mature, thoughtful and profoundly kind in these photos. We're soooo happy that he and Joshu have gotten to meet again (as for the first time, as they say...) as peers and friends. It seems that they share that youthful idealism and hope that often animated our lives, as well.

I hope that they continue to make wise life choices based on these uber-values of giving, compassion and social responsiblity. It's a great combination of our Western and Eastern traditions, as we both know and appreciate. The riches of the yin-yang in our sensitive and caring children.

I cud cry too... In fact, there is this constant ache in my soul, somewhere b/n my heart and stomach, where I long to be near Josh and Ez, hug them, listen to them, observe them, enjoy them, reflect on them, hear them, watch them...

Then let them go back out in that wide world, where they belong, as we must...

It's simply so dear and nice, Karen, that we are all in touch after so many years, that the bonds we created two decades ago last and, in those subtle and precious ways, continue to grow w/in ourselves and among our children...

Blessings for Lisa, for our friends, our parents, for us, for our children, for this struggling, breathing, ever-alive world which we inhabit and protect together for our children and, one day, even more precious future grandchildren...

We were given the gift to see eternity in a child's eyes...

Fortunately, we see it still...

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Ez Checks In!!

Heyy Parents!

Just a short one as term comes to a close. For public speaking
tonight, several of the professors spoke. It was wonderful, really
wonderful. Such a joy to be amidst living and vibrant minds, such a
joy to be amidst a living and vibrant community (such a joy to be
amidst dying and placid skies of night
).

I spoke to Josh today. It was fun. (Also) my phone died (rest in
peace
) and he offered to send me a replacement (or rather I asked) so
it would be much appreciated if you placed dollars amounting to
seventy on his card. It will aid me on my travels.

And on travels...

I will be in LA on Friday with Tassos, his parents (there for parents
w/end
), and Noah Harris (whose girlfriend goes to Scripps), and
possibly Eamon (just along for the trip).

And...

I will call very soon internationally and (specifically) you.

Love (post-Valentino), Ezi

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Driving By Chapli Gaon on a Winter Evening

Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.


Robert Frost
New Hampshire
1923

No Elecrticity, but Life is Still Good

It's 5:30 am and I've been at the computer since before 4 am.

The bijuli (electricity) in Nepal is so uncertain and infrequent that we're asleep b/n 9 and 10 pm these days, as soon as Leah finishes her homework. We only get ten hours a day these days, once in the day and once in the middle of the night. Fourteen hours (two seven hour shifts) w/o electricity; it's almost inhumane. So, when it's the middle of the night and I sense that the electricity has come on, I wake up to check email and news (particularly English football...).

Tonight, there's also been some wicked February thunder and maybe rain (I haven't checked outside yet...). Leah woke up a few minutes ago to ask me what the noise was. The sound of thunder really frightens her -- but Shakun is asleep w/ her, and no doubt Cobie the kitten, too, so she's ok...

These days, Shakun is also totally absorbed by her national indigenous peoples Buddhist monlam (puja) this coming Sunday. She's expecting tens of thousands of folks from all over Nepal to attend. The revered and controversial Shamarpa is coming from Sikkim to offer his prayers while the venerable Choki Nigma Rimpoche from Boudha is organizing the puja. Nepal's president is supposed to come, as well.

Shaku was made the head of the Nepal Himalayan Buddhist Indigenous Federation, a newly created organization. Given her extending network of friends and colleagues throughout Nepal, when the next people's democracy movement comes to Nepal, don't be surprised to see my dear wife standing up front of the humble masses...

Of course, Shakun's also exhaused by all of this, but she says her father had hoped to do such a Buddhist major monlam in his lifetime, but never could, so she's channeling her Dad, as well, in creating this maha-inclusive, Nepali Buddhist ceremony during this time of national political and social change.

I had a lovely lunch at Kai and Susan's on Sunday w/ Manjushree Thapa and her partner, Daniel Lak (the ex-BBC corresponsdent here), plus a Polish boss of Sue's. Shakun was busy, of course. But fun conversation on South Asian politics, the Middle East, of course, the Jaipur Literary festival and Kai and Manju's writings. A bit of each of our personal histories thrown into the mix, as well.

I rode Josh's motorcycle over -- good fun, but these roads are a damn more dangerous these days (much more than when I last drove a motorcyle in the mid-80s...) with the intense amount of traffic, trucks, cars and even other motorcycles in our almost modern Kathmandu. I try to be careful and cautious, especially when coming home from Christopher's the other night after the liverpool-Chelski game... Somewhere around Chapli Gaon, I began to wonder what I was doing here and where I was going. Existential thoughts that come, I suppose, after 27 years in Nepal and nearly 57 years of life. It was after midnight already. A bit like Frost's poetry, dark and strange, zipping along on a motorbike...

"whose woods these are I think I know, but his house must be in the village though..."

Ok, it's 5:45 am, so I'm going to lie down for a bit before starting another day tomorrow. Work is good. My contract is until April 11th, but they say that I'm the new Deputy Program Manager (no longer sr. Civil Society Manager, it appears...), so it cud be extended to the end of 2011, as the constitution may take that long to finalize. But even witht he delays, the intense politics, the uncertainties, the lack of elecrticity, the terrible traffic, it's still fun, stimulating and encouraging, so we'll see.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

A Sutra on Virtuous Living

A drop of water which falls into a great ocean will neither be
exhausted nor cease to exist until the end of the universe.
Likewise, a virtuous root dedicated toward attaining enlightenment
will neither be exhausted nor cease to exist until you reach perfect enlightenment.


The Sutra spoken by Noble Inexhaustible Intelligence

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Aegypt Changes while our Family Moves, too

last night, we were watching egypt continue to change before us. whoosh! we have al-jeezera news (when we have electricity...) which has been capturing this remarkable, historic transforation moment by moment over the past week+. amazing!

i haven't observed a people's movement quite like this slnce iran in 1978-79, when i was travelling from turkey to pakistan across the 'islamic republic of iran' in the spring of that year en route to nepal.

altho the people on the streets also reminds me of the first people's 'andolan' (movement) in our petite nepal during the spring of 1990 when king birendra's government ('His Majesty's Government') lined machine guns across durbar marg in front of the annapurna hotel with small baby tanks facing the tens of thousands of protesters heading north to the palace from tundikhel. that, in itself, is a different story worth telling another time -- but, as i said to shaku last night, "egypt is a 'real' country, key to the whole middle east."

no doubt the israelis are nervous, as the last thing they want is another hamas/hezbollah on their southern border -- but egypt, as we know, is quite different and this people's movement seems almost uniquely secular, professional, unrevengeful and patient, as the story unfolds this week. their branch of the muslim brotherhood seems to be more egyptian than radical islamic, if that makes sense, and that deep, rich egyptian cultural pride less religiously-defined than uniquely social and historic.

one hopes that, rather than a new, unneeded threat to the stabiity and maturity of the always mercurial and uncertain middle east, this unfolding transformation of one of the true pillars of the arab world and, alas, tarnished lamp of the non-aligned independence movement may once again provide a balanced, nuanced and progressive secular leadership for an unsettled, ambiguous and too-often dialectical political world...

when reflecting on the lasting conflicts and deep history of that rich nile civilization, i think of amitav ghosh's brilliant book on egypt, 'in an ancient land'...

nonetheless, it's still always absorbing to see history move in front of one's eyes in the modern interconnected world... so much of social change occurs in modest, immutable, unseen steps, then -- whoosh! -- there is there is this sudden outpouring of mass human emotion and deep unfulfilled needs capturing a particular moment in the ceaseless current of life.

mercurial, elusive, restless, eager, frothing, dangerous, ineluctable... such are the rapids and then eddies of human history. we have been fortunate to witness many in our few decades here with each other, but the story remains restless and resilient, the current flows...

as for our own little novella in the sweep of a world of biblical proportions, shakun, leah, the boyz, me... we are busy and well.

josh had a great relaxing visit in nepal over his new year holiday from the pressures of georgetown, studies and cultural adjustment in america. he's been posting his wonderful, insightful january chitwan trip photos on FB. it's impressive to see his creativity and joy through those varied images. josh is getting a lot of deserved respect from his friends (and dad...) for the remarkable photos. as we know, it's good to have an artistic, creative outlet in one's life with our other professional and emotional bonds.

josh landed on his feet back in dc a couple weeks ago with aunt bagie picking him up at rainy the dulles airport after another, long, wearying etihad trip via k'du-delhi-abu dhabi-nyc-dc. he seems excited by his courses this term on politics, hinduis and economics. he's definitely decided to apply to SOAS (the school of oriental and african studies in london) for his junior year. the other day on a skype call he was telling me about the courses he could take next year. an amazing array of courses specifically on south asia and global politics. seems all is good after last term's turmoil. great!

ezi, as usual, seems copacetic on his ranch, accepting the physical limitations of his intellectual commune. he's still the sr. milk boy but, hopefully, that 4 am work job should change after his late-february spring break. it's a very demanding job combined with the heavy reading load that he's had for his courses. he's taking three classes this term, politics post-mao, islands and sonnets: a great diverse collection. must be fun reading!

ez has his spring break later in februray and plans to go to visit NMH and Lincoln School friends in LA, the Bay Area, Portland and Seattle. i'm sure ez is a bit restless after such a long hibernation at DSC since he first went to the desert last june and since october when we went east together, since he stayed on 'campus' over the winter break. he's now saying that he'll be home in may or june for a month+, which delights us to no end, as you can imagine!

fortunately, the kathmandu weather is definitely turning. sarswati puja is this week, another herald of spring time. maybe not as quick as i'd wish, as i still have shaku's pashmina topi on my head and pashmina scarf around my neck, but the evenings haven't been as brutal as they were in january. kathmandu nights without central heating is near-arctic inside our homes. we live by our danish stove and the fireplace (unless we retreat to a gas heater in leah's room upstairs.) fortunately, there's a mildness in the air that will continue to get even better as we move deeper into february.

soon we won't be wearing jackets inside at night and we'll even spot some youthful, innocent, petite bamboo shoots in the garden!!

as for my work, the un resident coordinator sent out an email (the modern telegram...) the other day to all the kathmandu embassies yesterday announcing that rohan edrisingha has come as the new int'l program manager of our UNDP constitution support project, with me as the deputy IPM. so i guess i have a (nearly) new job that will be extended after april. we'll see. it's good to have rohan join us. he's an experienced sri lankan constitutional lawyer (berkeley-educated), human rights activist, compassionate, intelligent and thoughtful. i'm sure i can learn a lot from him, his knowledge of politics, constitutional change and his south asian dignity. like nepal, it's not been an easy few decades for sri lanka, as you know.

ok, we've got five girls running around in the backyard. leah invited four of her fourth grade'best friends' over for a sleep-over, moa, esther, priya and anna. they are such lovely and good kids. a global community in their own regard, swedish-austrian, danish, indian-american and icelandic. such is the nature of our lives here...

let me make sure that all is ok back there as they deserve some b'fast at some time.