बि.पी. संग्रहालय

Posted by: yalu

I’d been reading BP’s “जेल जर्नल” and GaneshMan’s autobiography (sorry, I do not even remember the title right now) when we started hearing about “BP संग्रहालय” being opened for public on the media. I was more interested to see what the authors saw and not really interested in the museum itself, but my Dad dragged me along to see a part of the origins of these creations. It was his idea that I read these books in the first place. I had taken up on his suggestion realizing how little I knew about Nepal and our history in general and in the hope that it would help me with my Nepali. These are only few of many books my Dad exposed me to since I returned back to Nepal that I am bringing up here in context. So, I took Dina didi’s camera (which she has been very kind to lend it to me while she is out there in the US) along with me, loaded it with a black & white roll, and went along with Mom and Dad to see this place that seemed to get a fair amount of public notice at the time. So here we are. This is what I saw.

बि.पी. संग्रहालय was last modified: November 21st, 2014 by yalu
 

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  1. lokesh

    yalu, just following up on our conversation this afternoon. this is some amazing photography! these could have been straight out of a photo album from BP’s time – faded and bleached, true to their color nonetheless. is it me or do i sense some symbolism in here; the way you make these prints glow brings out a certain aspect of life that makes one nostalgically long for the heroes who suffered within these walls and who, through their suffering, themselves became the savior, as much as they were allowed to, of those who they sought to redeem. you have always been an artist at heart, and i have no doubt that your commitment to the very same will not go unnoticed. kudos!

  2. lokesh

    yalu, just following up on our conversation this afternoon. this is some amazing photography! these could have been straight out of a photo album from BP’s time – faded and bleached, true to their color nonetheless. is it me or do i sense some symbolism in here; the way you make these prints glow brings out a certain aspect of life that makes one nostalgically long for the heroes who suffered within these walls and who, through their suffering, themselves became the savior, as much as they were allowed to, of those who they sought to redeem. you have always been an artist at heart, and i have no doubt that your commitment to the very same will not go unnoticed. kudos!

  3. Rudra Pandey

    I was grade 10 student in Padmodaya. School nominated me to participate in “Democracy and Luxmi Pd Devkota” debate competition. I took part in the competition that was attended by all high schoolers in the valley. I stood third in the valley level debate competition. Prize ceremony was held in Baneswpor and B.P. Koirala grave me the bronze medal. It was 1979 and i was very impressed by BP’s speech. I received bronze model from him. It was gift from god. I shook hands with him. He patted me and congratulated me. I was lucky. He was the man. I love BP. What a leader! I can die hundred times for him. I salute him. He is the legend. We are lucky that he was a Nepali.

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