P(h)ages of life!

Dear ….. (I do not know your name ^ ^),


[Random scratches from the diary. Do not mind the grammar, tense, … 🙂 ]


Yksi päivä Utransaaressa

Video: Cycling towards Utransaari (The Utra Island)

Video: By the river Pielisjoki, we sat and drank !

Video: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  the waves  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Photographer always has to take selfie

That 15-year-old drunk girl!

“How old are you?” the first question that little girl asked me was my age, as soon as I stopped my bicycle. I was going home from campus.

I got confused.


“How old are you?” she repeated her question.

“Why?” I repeated my question.

“Do you speak Finnish?”

Oh, she did not understand how I pronounced the word ‘why’. “No, I do not. But why do you want to know my age?”

There were two girls. The other one, who was a bit taller, did not speak anything. The smaller one was asking my age. There was some tear rolling down one of her cheeks.

“But how old are you?”

“Seems like you are drunk, right? 🙂 I am 26. But why do you want to know?”

“Where are you from?” I later realized she was trying to please me first. 🙂

“I am from Nepal.”

“Nepal” she repeated. “Do you want to drink?” Not exactly the same question, but she asked something like that, that if I’d like to drink something.

“No, I do not drink alcohol,” I said.

“Could you please buy some for us. Because we want to drink.”

What! I never drink alcohol myself. Will I buy alcohol for others?

“But you already seem drunk,” I smiled.

“We want some more. Please…!” she was almost pleading. “We will give you the money and you buy for us, okay. Please.”

Oh, I get it. They will bear the cost themselves. I just need to buy it from the store and give it to them.

Yes, I got the point. I knew why she asked my age first.

“How old are you?” I asked.


“So YOU cannot buy it right?”

“Yes, please buy it okay. I will give you the money”

“See you are already drunk. You should not drink more.”

She was not interested to listen to any advice, it was obvious. She was not extremely drunk but was at a level enough to stop a stranger and ask for help to buy them some alcohol.

“Please…,” she was still trying to stop me when I pedalled my bicycle ahead, saying “No, sorry.”

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See, how smart she was. First, she asked my age to make sure if I was at least 18. Then she asked if I would like to drink, probably thinking I would buy some for them too if I wanted to. At last, she told that she would bear the cost herself.

She was so beautiful, talking fluently and so friendly that I would have probably made her my beloved sister if she was sober and was asking for some other help. But she was an underage little girl, asking to help her buy alcohol!!

It was only after an hour or so a question came to my mind – “Can underage still get drunk even if they cannot buy alcohol here?” Because I do not drink alcohol, I did not take note of alcohol laws here (Finland). I googled and understood that they can drink but only under their parent’s supervision. But the amount they can drink, the level they can get drunk were not clearly mentioned.

Should I have informed the police? I do not know. Probably I should have done. But it is already late now. I do not know where they have gone by now.

A short Tall-inn tour

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That was a very short tour. We had only two days. So we decided to spend one afternoon in Helsinki and the other day in Tallinn, the Estonian Capital.

There were other three batchmates; two from Nepal and one from Vietnam. Altogether we were four.

We boarded the early train to Helsinki on Saturday, 13.10.2018, from Joensuu. Thinking we could talk to each other easily during the travel, we reserved the face-to-face seats. When we reached inside our coach/cabin, the seats were face-to-face seats, but two of them were on the left side of the aisle facing forward and two on the right facing backwards. 😂 We did not notice how the seats were arranged, but only looked for the face-to-face seats!! And that was that.

In Helsinki, we met a colleague of one of our friends, who has been living there for many years. He guided us to the most worth visiting places in Helsinki. All thanks to him we did not need to spend much time finding the sites we had planned to visit.


@ The Amos Rex museum in Helsinki; with Tom

In the evening, we boarded a ship from the port of Helsinki. After spending half an hour inside the cabin, I thought of going out and watching the Baltic sea. Envisioning the Titanic scene in mind – hair fluttering in the wind – I went towards the back of the ship. But as soon as I stepped out of the door, the wind nearly blew me away!!😂  Anyway, the first experience with the ship also became memorable.

The next day, in Tallinn, our main aim was exploring The Old Town; a UNESCO world heritage site. We collected the town map from the Port of Tallinn and started our journey.

In the afternoon, while we were sitting near a park and trying to figure a route to a museum (or church, I forget), a quinquagenarian lady came nearby and informed us that we could find beautiful girls in Tallinn :). She also asked where we came from and some other things. We did not care about her presence that much, so she moved away. But later, when we were ready to move, we saw her sitting on a bench nearby. I just went to her and asked about the specific area that beautiful girls could be found (actual intention in asking was not on finding such area). She told that it was quite far and we had to go by bus/metro. She showed the bus/metro route in our map and told that she could take us up to the station if we gave her some beer. Now we knew the story behind her information on beautiful girls.

In the afternoon, we had to go to the McDonald’s and eat something before using their restroom because we could not find public restrooms. Later we found one in the Tammsaare park which cheated us. We inserted the coin but it neither let us open the door nor returned our coin. 😂 (Maybe that was not functional. But we did not know)

The WC that cheated us!

And in the evening, we returned to the port of Tallinn and back to the port of Helsinki. We caught our night bus from Kamppi.

But the story hasn’t ended. A guy was sitting in one of our seats and claiming it as his seat. Because I was sure that was our seat, I asked if he was on the right bus. And he got angry with me. I never knew that asking somebody if they were on the right bus was that rude :). Later, he himself admitted his mistake and went to his seat.

I fall asleep. In my dreams, I was travelling towards Helsinki, not Joensuu!! 😉


साला अङ्ज्रेगी !

“मे आइ टेक द चेयर?” – म अगाडिको कुर्सितिर हेर्दै उसले सोधी ।

म योएन्सु सार्वजनिक पुस्तकालयभित्रकाे कुर्सीमा एउटा अङ्रेजी उपन्यास पढेर बसिरहेको थिएँ।

पहिलो पटक गएको हुनाले, पुस्तकालयमा अङ्रेजी भाषाका पुस्तकहरु कुनै ठाउँमा छुट्टै राखिएका छन् कि भनेर  सहयाेग कक्षमा सोधेँ। किनकि त्यहाँ प्राय: फिनिस भाषाका कितावहरु मात्र देखिन्थे।

“छ नि।” – पुस्तकालयका ती कर्मचारीले मलाई अङ्रेजी कितावहरुको संग्रह भएको दराज छेउ पुर्याइदिए र इन्टरनेट सिस्टममा केही खराबी आएकाले अहिले किताव लैजान चाहिँ नमिल्ने बताए। मैले अाफू पहिलो पटक अाएकाे र अाफूसँग पुस्तकालय कार्ड नभएको, त्यत्तिकै के कस्तो रै’छ भनेर हेर्न मात्र अाएको हाे भनेर बताएँ।

एकपटक सर्सर्ती दराजहरु चहारेँ। कुनै दिन पढ्नुपर्ला भनेर सोचेको एउटा किताव ठ्याक्कै भेटाएँ। यसो समय हेरेँ – साँझ पर्न अझै केही घण्टा बाँकी नै छ। कोठा त साँझ परिसकेपछि हिँडेपनि पुगिन्छ। चाँडै गएर के नै गर्नु छ र!

केहि घण्टा त्यहि उपन्यास पढेर बस्ने निर्णय गरेँ।

दराजबाट किताव झिकेँ, यसो वरिपरी हेरेँ, प्रायजसो टेबलहरु खाली नै थिए। नजिकैको टेबलतिर गएँ, एउटा कुर्सि तानेँ, झोला भुइँमा राखेँ, अनि किताव पढ्न थालेँ।

पढ्न भनेर बस्न त बसेँ, तर ध्यान कितावतिर खासै गएन। पहिलोपटक गएको ठाउँ, यसो छेउबाट कोही हिँडेपनि आँखा त्यतै जाने, कसैले केही बोले भने ‘मलाइ त भनेका होइनन् नि!’ जस्तो लाग्ने आदि आदि भयो। अर्थात् कितावतिर पर्याप्त ध्यान गएन।

मन नलागी नलागी पनि के पढ्नु। दश मिनेटजति पछि किताव बन्द गरेँ, टेबलमा राखेँ अनि खल्तिबाट मोबाइल निकाल्ने विचार गरेँ।

ठ्याक्कै त्यहि बेला ऊ मुस्कुराउँदै म तिर आई। ‘चिन्नु न जान्नुकि यो खैरेनि मलाई नै हेरेर मुस्कुराइरहेकि हो त!” म अलमलमा परेँ । यसो पछडि फर्केर हेरेँ, कोही थिएनन्। मुस्कुराउँदैमा के जान्छ र, म पनि मुस्कुराइदिएँ।

“के यसले पनि यहि किताव खोजिरहेकी थिइ? मैले नपढिकन बन्द गरेर राखेको भएर त्यो किताव माग्न आएकि त होइन?” मनमनै सोचेँ। “त्यस्तै हो रै’छ भने पनि, त्यति सजिलै त के दिनु र ! ‘पढ्दै थिएँ’ भनेर एकछिन निउँ त खोज्नै पर्छ। बाेल्ने बाहना पनि त हुन्छ। तर  दिन चाहिँ दिनुपर्ला !”

“मे आइ टेक द चेयर?” – म अगाडिको कुर्सितिर हेर्दै उसले सोधी ।

हत्तेरिका, ऊ त यहिँ बस्न पो आएकि रै’छे।

यसो हेरेँ अलि परको अर्को टेबल पनि खाली नै थियो। ऊ किन यहिँ बस्न आइ त! बसेर पढ्न होला भनूँ भने, उसको हातमा किताव पनि थिएन। ‘के ऊ यहिँ बसेर मैले राखेको किताव पढ्न चाहन्छे! अथवा कितावको बारेमा केही कुरा गर्न चाहन्छे? अथवा अरुनै केही कुरा गर्न चाहन्छे?’

“यस, स्योर” – अलि अकमकाउँदै भनेँ, अनि ज्यानलार्इ यताउती चलाएर अलि सजिलाे हुनेगरि बसेँ। ऊ अाफैँ अाएर “बसूँ?” भनेर साेधेकी हाे, कुराकाे सुरूवात पनि त अाफैँ गर्ली नि।

ठीकै छ! म पनि गफ गरिदिने मुडमा पुगेँ।

“थ्याङ्क यु”- मुस्कानलाई अझ गाढा बनाउँदै उसले भनि, सरक्क कुर्सि तानी र बोकेर हिँडि!!

साला अङ्ज्रेगी, लास्टै धाेका दिन्छ भन्या कहिलेकाहिँ त !!