Do you remember the way our town felt during Dashain? The familiar breeze that carried with it the scent of home, the streets alive with laughter, the sound of distant drums announcing the arrival of celebrations? Dashain was never just a festival for us; it was a feeling—a pulse of life that brought everyone back together, no matter how far apart we had wandered.
It was the time we all waited for. The wait for cousins, aunts, uncles, and friends who had become more like strangers over the year. But as soon as Dashain came, so did they, and in an instant, those long-lost bonds felt just as strong as they always had. From the moment you stepped off the vehicle, the town embraced you like a warm blanket, reminding you that this is where you belong.
Do you remember those days? The way the sky looked impossibly blue, the chill of the early mornings giving way to golden afternoons. The shops bursting with bright new clothes, the air thick with excitement as families prepared for the days ahead. The joy wasn’t just in the rituals, but in the people—the faces you hadn’t seen in what felt like forever, now gathered in one place, catching up, laughing, sharing stories from their new lives far away.
Sure, things have changed. The festival may not feel as grand as it once did. Maybe we’ve all grown up a bit, become too busy, or perhaps it’s the world around us that’s changed, with fewer of us making the journey home. But even with that, Dashain is still our anchor, the one time that calls us back to where it all began. No matter where life has taken you, there’s still that little pull inside that says, “It’s time to go home.”
And let’s be honest, we’ve all been feeling that pull. We long for the simpler days, where the biggest concern was which friend you’d run into first at the local fair, or what prank your cousin had planned for the family dinner. Dashain, for me, has always been about those little moments. The ones we took for granted back then but now look back on with such fondness.
This year, I hope you feel that pull too. The town isn’t the same without you. The stories don’t feel complete, and the laughter isn’t as full. So, why not plan a visit? Pack your bags, take some time off, and come back to the place that knows you best. The roads may have changed, the houses might look a little different, but the feeling of Dashain—the joy, the nostalgia, the comfort of being home—will always be the same.
Come home this Dashain. Let’s relive those memories and make new ones to carry us through the years ahead.
Writes – Dr. Ugyal Tshering Lama Yolmo
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