Sunshaan Prakrity Guitar Chords

A warm welcome back to all my non existent followers. Back after a too long hiatus. Here's another oldie, enjoy!

Sunshaan Prakrity

D                                                    A                                             D
Sunshaan prakriti ko kaakh ma jaba timro saatha ma eklai baseki hunchu 

          G                        F#m                       Bm      G                            A               D
Tyasa bela tyo anaukik shunya bhitra harai timi, ma, ra prakriti beech euta dhoon sunchu

Bm                 F#m            A                    D   G                                G     A               D

Jindagi ko sabai bhanda surilo sangeet bani tyo ek naash mitho madhuro bhai gunji rahancha
D                                                        A                                               D

Sunshaan prakriti ko kaakh ma jaba timro saatha ma eklai baseki hunchu 

D/F#m/Bm/D

            D                Bm                   F#m               A               D

Timro aankha le jaba boli dinchan mutu ko begh bhariko aawaz haru
G                                             F#m          A                                                          D

Tyas bela mero samastha sansaar sangriera timro eutai naani ma gaera atai dincha 
D                    A                 Bm                D

Tyaha jata tyatai ma aafailai dekhi dinchu
G                                                A             D

Timra aankha ma, timi ma, ani timi wari pari

D                                                        A                                               D

Sunshaan prakriti ko kaakh ma jaba timro saatha ma eklai baseki hunchu 

D/F#m/Bm/D

            D        Bm                       F#m                    A                      D

Mero chayaa ko sirani ma timile nidae jhai gari aankha chimli dinda
G                                                  A           D

Mera sukha dukha aanshu haanso tyahi birsi dinchu
A                                                     F#m              D

Tyo muhar bhari shanti ko abhash jhalkieko dekhchu
D                              A               Bm                D

Jiwan bridhdo ani shristi ko paridi paari hindda
G                                A                  D

Timi mai ma aafu lai mili sakeko paunchu

D                                                        A                                               D
Sunshaan prakriti ko kaakh ma jaba timro saatha ma eklai baseki hunchu 

          G                          F#m                       Bm      G                            A               D
Tyasa bela tyo anaukik shunya bhitra harai timi, ma, ra prakriti beech euta dhoon sunchu

Bm                 F#m            A                    D   G                                G     A               D

Jindagi ko sabai bhanda surilo sangeet bani tyo ek naash mitho madhuro bhai gunji rahancha

D                                                        A                                               D

Sunshaan prakriti ko kaakh ma jaba timro saatha ma eklai baseki hunchu 

Aye Malai Maya Garchu Bhanne Hajur

Oh my, what a song! Came across a super cool cover. Next edit to this post will be with chords.

For those of you waiting, sorry for the very late edit. Here are the chords (what I could manage...not the best, but good enough to sing along) for the Dallu version.

F#                                       B                F#

aaye malai maya garchu bhanne hajur
                                  B              C# 
kaile maya pani dekhaune gara
                                  G#m           C#
timro tadha ko moi pugena malai
     G#m   B        F#
baru     aai malai sataune gara

B                     F#                                                B
manche ke ke bhanchan malai mann le ke ke bhancha
                     G#m                               F#
sancho kura bhana malai ekdin sab le suncha
F#                                B
nalukai mann ka sara bimba haru
F#                               B
manai kholi malai dekhaune gara
C#                            G#m
timro tadha ko moi pugena malai
         B                     F#
baru aai malai sataune gara

B                     F#                                  B

bhawana ma na aau timi yaad ma na aau
                  G#m                                    F#
tanneri ko sapana jastai biswadi ma na aau
F#                          B
priti ko phool tipna parcha bhane
F#                                B                 C#          
kaanda dekhi darai nabhagne gara
                                  G#m
timro tadha ko moi pugena malai
           C#    B          F#
baru aai malai sataune gara

Juna Jhain Nepathya Chords

Here's trying out chords for Juna Jhai by Nepathya. I find it very difficult to sing along to, but still fun trying.


 D
juna jhai sheetalu, gham jhai parilo
                 Bm        G                   Em
jaha jau timi daine chandrama paros
D
shanti 
D                                Bm
dubo jastai phailidai jau
                                D
pati jastai mankidai jau
                         Em
bar pipal jhai xxxxx
D                A           D
deurali ma chauna aau

D
dina chadai badal khule himal lai dhake ke bho
                 Em                             D
akhir bholi ujeli ta hunu chadai cha
D
mann bajhne kura haru  aapas ma dherai hola
              Em              D
aafnai samjhi birsi dinu
D
chup chap 
               Bm
aawaj chann


D
mirmire ma niske jastai 
Em
din bhari karma gardai
Bm               D
sanjha ghar hidna pau
D                            A
timi hami marera gaye ni
Bm       A                        D
yo desh sadhai rahi rahos

Manche Ko Maya Yaha Narayan Gopal Guitar Chords

Here's another gem from Narayan Gopal I couldn't find chords to online, so tried it out myself. I'm not sure if this one sounds perfectly right, but makes do for now. I'd never really been a fan of this song before, but I heard it playing somewhere today and a line just stuck: timro herai ma kebal aankha cha mutu chaina. These poets from the past really had it. Enjoy!


F#m                            A           E       F#m
Manchheko maya yaha kholako paani jasto
                B                  A           E       F#m
Kinaralai chhoi bhagne lahareko baani jasto 
F#m                             A           E        F#m
Manchheko maya yaha aakhako naani jasto
            B                    A         E            F#m
Yo rata bhagai aaune sundar bihani jasto


F#m                      B            F#m           B
Maya ta jowan ko aabesha matra nai ho 
                                A                                 E              F#m
Tirkhako ramro arko eka bhesa matra nai ho eka bhesa matra nai ho
F#m                           A                        F#m   
Timro heraima kebal aakha chha mutu chhaina 
F#m                                 E                     F#m
Timro bolaima swar cha dhukdhuki kehi chhaina

F#m                             A          E        F#m
Manchheko maya yaha kholako paani jasto
               B                   A            E       F#m
Kinaralai chhoi bhagne lahareko baani jasto 


F#m                        B          F#m             B
Mayako bishalta yo aakash dharati nai ho
                                   A                              E           F#m
Maya ta satya sundar aatmako murti nai ho aatmako murti nai ho
F#m                                A         F#m
Timi paani lai aakar dine kosish nagara 
F#m                                   E         F#m
Timi hawa lai sabbhar dine kosish nagara

Manchheko maya yaha 
Manchheko maya yaha 
Aakhako naani jasto
Kholako paani jasto
Yo raata bhagai aaune
Kinaralai chooi bhagne
Sundar bihani jasto
Lahareko baani jasto 

Yesai Gari Bitai Dinchu Narayan Gopal Guitar Chords

Another chord update for a song I tried very hard to find in the Internet. Feel free to send me a better version if you come across any

E               F#m           F#m               E

Yesai gari bitaai dinchu dui din ko jindagi

E                   A                  B              E

Haaso ma lukaai dinchu aafu aanshu ma dubi

E               F#m           F#m               E

Yesai gari bitaai dinchu dui din ko jindagi

 E                     G#m           C#m          E

Bheed cha ma bheed ma aafu lai bilai dinchu

A                    E          G#m                   E         (fill with E/A on turnaround)

Birsi dinchu aafu lai hosh ma harai dinchu

E                A             G#m        E

Ki ta luki yetai katai roi dinchu sustari

E                A                   B            E

Haaso ma lukai dinchu aafu aanshu ma dubi

E                F#m           F#m              E

Yesai gari bitaai dinchu dui din ko jindagi

 E                      G#m       C#m          E

Chyaati dinchu aafu lai baali dinchu saanjh ma

A                       E        G#m            E

Phaali dinchu aafu lai din haru ko maajh ma

E                F#m           F#m         E

Gai dinchu geet aafno aafai lai nai peei

E                 A                  B                E

Haaso ma lukaai dinchu aafu aanshu ma dubi

E               F#m           F#m                E

Yesai gari bitaai dinchu dui din ko jindagi

Bhuichalo Aayo!! Part: End

The earthquake and all its baggage brought about a lot of changes in Nepal, including this blog. What was supposed to be a lighthearted crack at all things I could poke fun at almost turned into a series of serious posts on the nature of life with important lessons on humanity and/or the lack thereof, aid politics, and what I refer to as 'the Hero complex' (or maybe the 'social media hero complex' would be more fitting). Thankfully, the EQ hangover has receded, taking away its side effects of potentially quality of life threatening somber contemplations. I'll leave that task of self analysis and pseudo critical thinking to others who are better temperamented. I'm busy trying to find better ways to pass my time.

Well, we did learn in school that every cloud has a silver lining. As an apology to my non existent followers, here's a collection of EQ humour stolen from the Internet. What's life if you can't laugh at it, huh?

I like where he's going with this

It was stuff like this that fanned the #GoBackIndianMedia fiasco,

 

Giving rise to other gems like these

 

 

But this guy doesn't get it. I've blocked his @handle so you can't follow him

 And here's another keeper, I'd follow his @twitter if I could be bothered.

 

So everybody, be safe and hold tight. This too shall pass, and we'll laugh another day.

Bhuichalo Aayo!! Part 1: Fear

I wish I'd been fucking when the earthquake happened. Then, I could in all seriousness ask her with a straight face, "Did I just rock your world, baby?"

Bad jokes aside, the last two weeks have been quite the mash up of a range of emotions. I think I'll create a cocktail called Earthquake 6.2 - it will be a 100 ml shot with a mix of the most potent spirits I can find (maybe absinthe and aila set on fire) followed by two 50 ml shots that you must down within the next fifteen minutes. Loud music in the background compulsory. Order version 7.9 if you want something stronger.
 
We knew it was coming, we'd even had a few warning shakes in the past years, but of course we didn't pay attention. And like the proverbial woman scorned, she came and ravaged. A short shake, almost effortless, how coolly Mother Nature reasserted her dominance over us and our grandiosity. And added over a hundred more reminders, just to drive home the point.

As the realization hit that it was actually an earthquake disrupting my Saturday, the 'duck, cover, hold' wisdom went out of the window. Though my conscious brain remembered, in a split second decision I was favouring my instincts to be out in the open as soon as possible. I jammed my phone into my pocket, unplugged the TV which for some reason I thought may short-circuit and cause an electrical fire, leapt over falling flowerpots, and was out from the first floor room before the last of the shudders.

The first emotion I remember feeling was relief. I saw some of my neighbours also out in the open, all the houses around were intact, and there were no gaping cracks in the earth. I thought to myself that this was just another one passing by like in the past, albeit a much scarier version. Trying to appear calm and collected, I thought I'd go over to chat with the neighbours. 

More neighbours had started arriving in the open space, a motorcycle workshop that was almost closing up for the day. I think it was as we were exchanging stories of what all of us were doing that exact moment and how we'd managed to make good our escape that the first aftershock hit. 

I believe it was then that I understood it was not an ordinary quake. Even the aftershock felt so violent. The fear in everyone's faces was unmistakeable. Mine gripped me with a heavy hand at the base of my stomach and left a metallic taste in my mouth. I had to make an effort to steady my legs, suddenly gone rubbery. It was an awful physical sensation. But even more than the fear, I was distressed to feel so completely helpless. There was absolutely nothing you could do about it. It wasn't a fire you could run towards to douse or run away from to escape. It wasn't a wild animal you could try to scare away instead. It wasn't even a highway truck bearing down on you full speed that you could try to sidestep. All you could do was crouch on all fours for better balance, and hope the shaking didn't last too long.

A son comforts his mother, and everyone else tries to contact loved ones

Taking refuge in the middle of the street

With every aftershock, the elderly women were pressing down on the earth with their thumbs, trying to calm the trembling earth. One of them urged all the males to raise their hands up to the heavens and yell, "Haaaaaa" for the gods to hear and stop this obscenity. I felt stupid doing it, but did it anyway to calm her nerves.

Another neighbour just bicycled in. He brought news of the outside world - Dharahara has fallen!!

The fear was palpable and contagious. Fear and despair.
With all phone lines jammed, I missed knowing if all my family were all right.

How Funny!!

After dissing many a Nepali movie with friends and writing about three in this blog, I'm very happy to have come across a YouTube short that I have thoroughly enjoyed. I've watched this over and over, shared it with friends, and have to say that it is quite a breath of fresh air. This one is dedicated to all of you who've spent sleepless nights chatting with your significant other.
I still find it funny. Or rather, how funny.

Mero Hajur by Nepathya, Guitar Chords

Just in case anyone is looking....

Mero Hajur - Nepathya

F                    Gm                    F
Mero hajur yo maya timilai nai ho x 2
              C                   F
Samhali rakha jogaera rakha x 2
F                    Gm                    F
Mero hajur yo maya timilai nai ho


F                               Dm
Sunsaan raat kaha ho kata
             Am      Bb           F
Tara gandai timilai khoji banse
Gm                          F
Bahira himal haansi rahetyau
           C
Joon lajaudaithiyo
               Dm              C
Tyati nai bela siraani pharkaethe
               F        C  Am           Dm                F
Hajur lai samjhera mai jasari byunjhyau ki timi pani

F                             Eb
Mero hajur ma ta ta pagal premi
Bb         F
Behoshi hu
              Gm              C                 F
Samhala malai natra ma baulaune chu

Mukhauta

Another movie with an interesting enough trailer which cost me a perfectly good afternoon. This movie was so disappointing, I'm not even going to diss it further. Only one edit - in an earlier post for Bato Muni Ko Phool, I said Rajesh Hamal rocks. After Mukhauta, sorry bro, you don't rock no more.

Bato Muni Ko Phool: Nepali Film Review

Things I learned from watching Bato Muni Ko Phool:

1. You can't make girlfriends after you grow up. You either need to be childhood friends, or need to save them from rape. Just saying I Love You out of the blue gets you a slap in the face (very true, dat. Probably the only thing that makes sense in the movie).

2. Nepali villains are always horny. Rape is the easiest way to satisfy their carnal lusts.

3. Nepali fighters can kick very well.

4. If you know where to look, you'll find hot chicks even in far off villages. However, since they are from far off villages and probably attended government schools, they can't speak English worth shit.

5. Heros (and all other motorcycle drivers) don't need to wear helmets.

6. Groups of friends secretly practice dance routines so they can spontaneously perform choreographed moves in random wedding receptions.

7. Whenever Nepali heroes drink, they get drunk. They don't know how to handle even a single glass of beer. Pussies.

8. Any hero worth his salt should be able to deliver at least one emotion laden hammed up sentimental monologue. Tears on demand is an essential criterion for being a Nepali hero.

9. Rajesh Hamal rocks. Big time.

10. Nepali movies still suck. Bato Muni Ko Phool sucks even worse. Some random survey says Nepalese are some of the least emotional people in the world. They probably didn't take into account the fact that we get enough emotions from our movies to bother having any leftovers in real life.

Chaddke: Nepali Film Review

Chaddke. It started off pretty well. We had three main story lines headed for a showdown – a group of young guns, an established gang terrorizing the local populace, and a dedicated forest ranger (??). The casting seemed quite well thought out. I settled in to enjoy the show.

Though some of the dialogue delivery wasn’t up to mark, I wasn't yet put off. The story seemed to be building up. But the threads started coming apart rather early on. Let's start with the bad guys. The ominous character that Soli was supposed to be was pretty much shot to pieces with the super weak kick she threw at the girl who was dissing her boyfriend / boss. I think she hardly spoke more than 5 complete sentences throughout the movie, instead choosing to intently smoke countless cigarettes and try – and fail – to look dangerous. Chewang Lama, who definitely looked the part, was wasted in the role. What could easily have been the most memorable Nepali villain inspiring fear amongst friend and foe alike turned into a congenial CEO of Crime Inc., and not too successful at that too. And the guy showing off his sleeve tattoos was a totally wannabe thug. If he was in any corporate office, he'd be fired after a month along with the HR manager who hired him.

Now to the loss of innocence. Unconvincing. The film asks you to please believe that once you have a gun, shooting to kill is the most natural thing in the world. The ringleader – who definitely doesn’t have the charisma to actually be one - smokes in his room (he's staying at his elder brother's home) and uses a coned sheet of paper as an ashtray.  Because bhauju will find his cigarettes when she cleans his room?? Testo pani gangster huncha? The new dons of Chitwan, after having dispatched of the reigning kings, are just a bunch of young kids hanging out in the local pool hall. They're a rowdy bunch of punks that makes you want to reach out and slap some sense into their heads. Note to director: just riding three chaps in a bike without helmets and smoking a lot waving a gun around doesn't make villains. Bindu was the show stealer, charmingly unattractive. The army runaway was alright, but the US returned 'hero' would have been better suited to take the bartender job he was offered at the hotel Red Karpet.

The guy with his heart in the wrong place was impressive. He's done everything the director has asked of him flawlessly. The only question is, why was he asked to do it in the first place? It seems the writer wrote half the story with the best of intentions, and ended it in the worst way possible because he had some place to be in a hurry. The trailers held a lot of promise, and it was easily one of the most awaited Nepali movies in a long time. I missed the first day viewing was aiming for, but managed to squeeze in a weekday evening feature. I'd already heard that it didn’t meet expectations, but I wasn’t ready for the amount of disappointment I was in for. If this is the kind of stories that contemporary Nepali cinema is going to throw at us, I'll need a lot of convincing from the next fare to actually go out and try it. Maybe a pirated version.  Ouch.

If Chaddke can get away with such a bad … everything, I'm definitely getting away with this blog.

Final Verdict

Robin Tamang: should be beating people up

Namrata Shrestha: marketing gimmick

Saugat Malla: killer

US returned hero: get some acting lessons

Story : ½ star

Characterization: 1 star

Suspense: 4 stars. The movie keeps you guessing, even after the end. So many unanswered questions – why did Boksi kill the guy with the tattooed sleeves? Why did Taate ditch his friends? Who was the biker taking Soli for the final shootout? Why were the gangsters throwing their guns away just because they ran out of bullets? How did the tiger from Farah Khan's Om Shanti Om guest star in a Nepali movie? Why did the director agree to this project? 

Pros: the trailers, Saugat Malla, Bindu (sorry, couldn't find his real name), the 'undertaker' song

Cons: about everything else

Watchable? Sure. Go in with a sense of humour, and its not too bad.