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| Bajaya from Bolding, Bajura |
From Bolding, Bajura, Bajya was with us as porter or
assistance. I remembered the saying before leaving Bolding from owner of the
family, Nani (sister) please didn’t do any hurt to him, he was the son of
priest. Indeed, he was priest himself since last three generations. He took off
his clothes (had have only one pairs whatever he wore but had had small towel
encircled in his wrist as belt) and spread his towel from wrist and made bit
longer to hide his private parts. He looked so happy and started to cook with
proud and sounded that he wasn’t tired as we. He cooked the food; rice, bean’s
soup and curry from potato where others; two young girls from USA, myself and
other two Nepali man were lying on yard alongside road.
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| Took Care of Nose bleeding at Netrasen, Humla |
Suddenly, the sky changed and gave a signal for bad rain so
we all decided to move in to hiding room. There was no bed indeed, just put two
piece of flat wood look like skeleton of bed. No way so accepted well, fit all
at same room. We three girls were slept in one and two men at the other
skeleton. Bajaya went to the space in between us and slept over there. It was
so dirty, dusty and full with insects and no door or anything. At middle of the
night, the donkeys, goats and dogs were smelled our feet’s till we moved our
legs or noise by me.
I was instructed girls and their parents about how to manage the blood in case of their period during trekking. They aware about cowshed practice in our route of trek. Fortunately for me and unfortunately for her, a girl had period that morning while we were on the way to Kabadi, Humla from Sakachaur, Bajura. There were no toilets, but found a broken walls of house. I counselled girls to hide over there and inserted tampons. She never squat and never have done in such open place but she had to accept the context. They returned back with laughs and jokes and saying, Radha didi (Radha sister) what could happen if these men recognized it, should we go cowshed or stop our trekking etc. I persuaded them don’t leak any words related to it as well as blood along with tampons. These three men never heard and saw the tampons at their life. Due to exposure with India and Kathmandu, they knew few English words so I often reminded girls to remain quite regards to period. To me, it was very normal because I never stop myself in my life due to menstruation. I just experienced tampons though never leak a single drop of blood in any difficult circumstances nor disclose my secret and sacred period.
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| Girls rode Horses where took care by men |
Among three men, the second was from Bhi village, Mugu but
following the menstrual restriction and second man from Kathmandu who is
educated but very good follower of restriction. He was so religious, he recited
various mantra while he encountered with river. They took care of girls while
climbing up and down hills e.g. hold their hands. Unfortunately, next day, the
other girl had very bad nose bleeding. The toilet paper, the shawl was not really
working. Suddenly, she asked, ‘let’s insert tampons’. Excellent, I shouted with
excitement. She plugged the nose with
tampon where hanging the string. Girls started to make jokes and laugh, Radha
didi, what would happen if they know about the tampon? Due to having different
language with them, I strictly warned girls not to disclose the story due to
many reasons; we were in such place where we neither had porter as we wish nor
any institutions for medical help in case of psychological shock or anything
wrong.While we made stop for rest, tea, or night stop, I always
asked a mandatory question, ‘where do you or your women sleep during period?’.
There were few more questions and discussion followed by. The conclusion was,
everyone was seriously practicing restriction or send their girls and women in
to cowshed during period proudly.
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| Second Nose bleeding on the way to Bhi village, Mugu |
Two weeks trip was over; Bajura, Humla,Mugu, Rara, Kalikot
and Jumla, where the at least three men
always with us for assistance where we ate, sleep and took rest together. By
the time, the days of period also over without following a single restriction;
she ate rice, milk, watermelon, not went to cowshed or no single separation,
touch with men, priest, children, river, books, entered in to kitchen, school,
temple, lake, taking photo, making jokes, listening music, no bath, no change
clothes as expected etc.
These all men were so happy and healthier than us while we
were supposed to disperse at Mugu and airport of Kathmandu. Girls were asking
me from the window of taxi, ‘didi don’t forget to share story of tampon that we
used for plugged at vagina and nose for hiding blood with different physiology.
Often, women and men, girls and boys responded regards to
menstrual restriction, they practices because they got sick, their god get
angry, their grandparents started to shake, their cows climbed up tree, the
vegetables started to spoiled and so on. It is all learned behaviours from
generation to generation as tradition or part of culture of religion but there
is no any scientific basis at all. Here, I am sharing this story beyond these
three men in order to let globe know about human psychology and its impact on behaviour. This is not a single story in my life. I myself disguised during events such as funeral, death rituals, . I have done same in many circumstances such as funeral, death ritual, naming ceremony etc. The scholars of Hindu religion also said we need clean from conscientious not physical body (www.deepika.orc).
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| Had taken photo with Army chief at RARA |
