राजधानीको कोलाहल पूर्ण वातावरणबाट आरामका लागि अनौपचारिक रुपमा लुसुक्क विराटनगर आउने प्रधानमन्त्री गिरिजाप्रसाद कोईरालाको आगमन सवैका लागि चासोको विषय बन्ने गरेको छ। राजधानीबाट गृहनगर आएपछि हरेकपटक कोइरालाले मुलुकको राजनीतिमा ठुलै हलचल पैदा गर्ने अभिब्यक्ती दिने गरेका छन्। किन कोईराला विराटनगर पुगेपछि मात्रै कडा कुरा गर्छन्? कहिले गणतन्त्रको लागि राजाले आफैं बाटो खुलाएको कुरा त, कहिले राजा र युवराजले गद्धि त्याग्ने कुरा। के छ निवासमा त्यस्तो चिज जस्ले उनलाई राजनैतिक बृत्तमा तरंग ल्याउने अभिब्यक्ती दिन उत्प्रेरित गर्छ? (more…)
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(Source: The Hindu, Sunday, July 29, 2001)
The autobiography of Nepali politician and sometime Prime Minister B.P. Koirala is a vivid account of personal and social turmoil and of exile and rebellion that provides acute insights into the history and politics of the 20th Century. Formally released in New Delhi in April, this book’s compelling themes have been made more poignant by the recent happenings in the Kathmandu palace, says historian RAMACHANDRA GUHA.
“EVERY man’s life,” remarked Dr. Johnson, “should be best written by himself”. Strangely, Johnson did not carry out his own injunction, for it was another pen, that of James Boswell, that set out for posterity the main contours of his life.
One must not unduly regret Johnson’s failure. For one thing, it allowed Boswell to write what is still the most widely read of all biographies. For another, the autobiography is the most perilous of literary forms. As the French scholar Andr Maurois pointed out many years ago, it is marked by a “deliberate forgetfulness”, a willed failure to remember failure, a desire to omit from one’s authorised account events that were unpleasant or that might undermine one’s reputation. The autobiography, writes Maurois, is a genre marked by a lack of sincerity. It forgets and it rationalises. It gives order and retrospective coherence to decisions made ad hoc or more-or-less on the spot. (more…)
(Source: August 8, 1982 Amrit Bazar Patrika, Calcutta (Kolkata))
Devastatingly handsome. Tall and lean, he has an easy grace in his movements, and even more graceful is his courtesy, for he proffers his hand and says, “I’m Koirala!’ Yes, of course, I mumble and follow him into a large room where few cane chairs are strewn about, and there is a big bedstead with a sheet on it for many people to sit on.
?�ea comes in small cheap glasses, and I remember that every other politician in town had served tea in expensive crockery. Koirala was a sickman, with a permament hoarseness in the voice, and it was clear, long conversation tired him, the vocal chords in particular. But for the four hours or so that I talked to him, on two days on the second, he wore Nepalese dress he never sought rest, thought our conversation was interrupted quite a few times by people visiting him. Not all, it seemed to me, were political workers, but he had time for everybody, and even when impatient, was never angry or imperious like some people we have seen nearer home.
When Tirthankar Mukherjee met Bishweshwar Prasad Koirala (BP to his friends) they close to talk of things not immediately political. What were this elder statesman’s life’s lessons? Why are dreams never fulfilled? What still impels a man never to give up? How can one not be frustrated when every single belief of one’s crumbles? Extracts from their long conversation follow.
– BP. KOIRALA(Weekly “Sunday” Calcutta, June 24,1979.)
BP. KOIRALA, the once and possibly future Prime Minister of Nepal lives simply in typical Nepali house in Chabhill, Kathmandu. Two serious operations, the scars of which are prominent on the left side of his throat, have left his voice week and slightly tremulous but the spirit is still strong and the man retains the courage that has seen hip through the most cruel of years–imprisonment, mental torture, solitary confinement, banishment. But he looks happy now. At long last the democratic Nepal that he has fought for all his life seems to be on the horizon; the referendum ordered by King Birendra looks like the last stretch of a long climb. M.J. AKBAR interviewed “BP” (as he is affectionately known) in Kathmandu. (more…)
The last 18 moths have been a hectic time for Nepal. It was during this period that the rigid authoritarian grip of the system under the King with absolute powers has started loosening; and the opposition democratic forces driven underground during the last 20 years of authoritarian rule, started appearing overground and working among people in a generally relaxed atmosphere. (more…)
मान्छे मरेर जान्छन् तर केही व्यक्तिहरू मरे पनि उनीहरूका विचारहरूले देश, समाज तथा जनतालाई सदियौंसम्म विशेष शन्देश छोडेर जाने गर्छ। बीसौँ शताब्दिका ती महानतम नेपालीले आफ्नो अन्त्यकाल आएको थाहा पाउनु भन्दा केही दिनअघि आफ्ना साथी भोला चटर्जीलाई आफ्नो मनको कुरा भन्नु भएको थियो- जो यहाँ प्रस्तुत छ।
बीपी कोइराला (more…)