बालनाटक महोत्सव हुने,

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काठमाडौँ, १२ फागुन (ओएनएस)
बालबालिकाहरूको मानसिक, शारीरिकलगायत समग्र सिर्जनात्मक विकासका लागि राजधानीमा 'बालनाटक महोत्सव २०६६' को आयोजना गरिने भएको छ ।

यहि फागुन १७ देखि २३ गतेसम्म सन्चालन हुने नाटक महोत्सवमा ७ वटा नाटकहरू समावेश गरिने छन् । नाटक महोत्सबबाट बालबालिकाको सोच्ने शक्तिको विकास हुने, शब्द भण्डार बढ्ने, लेखन पक्षमा सुधार हुने, आफू जस्तै साथीले गरेको अभिनय हेरी आत्मविश्वास बढ्ने र सिनेमा हेरे जस्तै मनोरन्जन प्राप्त गरी स्वास्थ्यमा पनि फाइदा पुग्ने आयोजकको दाबी छ ।

नाटक महोत्सव बारे राजधानीमा पत्रकार सम्मेलन गरी यसबारे जानकारी गराइएको हो । कार्तिकेय बालप्रतिभा पुरस्कार कोष र रुसी सांस्कृतिक केन्द्रको सहकार्य तथा शैली थिएटरको प्रस्तुतिमा यो नाटक सन्चालन हुन लागेको नाटक महोत्सवका संयोजक लक्ष्मी बास्तोलाले जानकारी दिए ।

महोत्सबाट उठेको सम्पूर्ण रकमबाट गरिब, असहाय र बिपन्न बालबालिकाहरूलाई छात्रवृत्ति प्रदान गरिने पनि संयोजक बास्तोलाले बताए । बालनाटक महोत्सबबाट सङ्कलित रकम समुदायका गरिब र विपन्न एवम् सङ्घर्ष गरी आफ्नो पढाइलाई निरन्तरता दिँदै आएका दसजना सङ्घर्षशील बालबालिकाहरूलाई शैक्षिक प्रोत्साहन छात्रवृतिको रुपमा प्रदान गरिने कुरा कार्तिकेय बालप्रतिभा पुरस्कार कोषले जनाएको छ ।

कोषका अध्यक्ष मोहनकुमार कार्कीले कोषले सँधै बालहितकारी कार्यक्रममा जोड दिने धारणा व्यक्त गरेका थिए । समारोहमा कोषका वरिष्ठ सल्लाहकार तथा वरिष्ठ लेखिका गीताकेशरी, महासचिव महेश पौड्याल 'प्रारम्भ' र रुसी सांस्कृतिक केन्द्रका निर्देशक किसलेभले यस बालनाटक महोत्सवले बालरङ्गमन्चको विकासमा विशेष योगदान पुग्ने विश्वास व्यक्त गरेका थिए ।

यस च्यारिटी बालनाटकको रमाइलो मेला रुसी सांस्कृतिक केन्द्र, कमलपोखरीमा हरेक दिन ३ बजे हुनेछ । विशेष च्यारिटी सो यहि २२ गते शनिबार १२ बजे हुने कुरा कार्यक्रममा जानकारी गराइएको थियो ।

Unwarranted Slaps

I didn’t grow up properly
I had numerous infatuations, and they slapped me
For every slogan I shouted
They said, I disturbed their agenda, and they slapped me
For who I was?
The first age, I was obsessed with guns
The tender age of seven eight nine, I didn’t know
How they all went, smoked, with billows from the barrels
And somebody hid his second hand gun beneath my pillow
And I thought I deserve a try, whichever direction it fires
The sound was bustling and the next morning
I had my first slap in the face.
Mama wanted me to behave and grow tall
The gunshot was forgotten and I became a darling
And my grandpa called me Gandhi, he said
I obey and can write difficult names for invitation
For marriage and obituaries,
Spellings of names I couldn’t pronounce, and
Nonnative spellings of words from occupation
Then, my first long pant came uninvited
Something tickled me, I was a lousy connoisseur
Wanted to taste the bud, flowers and nectar
Bees and buzzes, thus I got my second slap
I didn’t know the reason.
And I know, I didn’t grow up properly
But a single slap, I couldn’t agree with, and
The chilled morning, the chilled bone
The expensive fare, the back bench
The tuition, the examination
The dream, my parents
And the slap
This is loose
But the slap was the humiliation
It mortified my being and the dreams gone sour
But I still don’t understand why he slapped me
Early in the morning,
To a boy who was going for few lessons
On Physics and Chemistry;
I still don’t know who was he and he was waiting for me
Early in the morning
I still don’t know had he got any kid of my age
Going to school and waking up early for an extra class
I still don’t know, how many he would have slapped
I still don’t know, had they all went kept quite
Like me for all these years
I still don’t know, how many kids deserve the slap
Yes, I didn’t grow up properly
In the land of million mutinies,
My land, my land
Spare those kids
They are innocent
They are dreams, and
Someday, they will sing songs fn you and your valor
But, for every single slap, my land
You lose a son, you wreak a dream
With every slap, you destroy a family
With every slap, you create an outlaw
So, spare those kids
They are innocent.
Yes, I didn’t grow up properly
In my land, and today
I am in exile, weaving a dream for a land
Earning a few pennies, to grow a farm
Full of innocent dreams and
Create a my own land
Where kids can wake up early and go to school
Without any fear of slaps and checking drills
Where kids can learn lessons on best of
sciences and poems
Without worrying about strikes and bandhas!