Monday, March 31, 2008
I grew up in a joint newar family, even though pretty strict in culture,but not very strict in language. when i trace back genes in my body it seem to have travelled all the way from a hill named dingla. I wouldnt have heard or had any rememberence of it, if it was not for the combination of my grandmoms words echoing in my ears and my strong childhood memory.Diggin into the culture, i would like to add that there in no harm in following the culture as long as it keeps the dignity of the culture. It is not larger than yours or anyones life, its just the identity which sepeartes you from the most . Its good to be rare , cause those are the ones who are most protected , sought and looked after.
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