Thursday, June 26, 2014

Love for Self

Yeh Duniya 
Yeh Duniya Pittal Di
Yeh Duniya Pittal Di
Yeh Duniya Pittal Di
Ho Baby Doll Main Sone Di
Ho Baby Doll Main Sone Di



This item number may be in someone's favorite playlist and there may be some who may not like it. But nowadays this can be heard everywhere, in ringtones, in micro bus, in hotels and most of all this has become our party number as well. The party becomes incomplete without it. We dance in this song, we even sing it as we are attracted by it's catchy beat and some may even like it as it features Sunny Leone. I too like it, but I have my own story about it. 

Rijuta loves this song and when we were heading on our journey towards Last Resort, we were stuck on the mid way because of the strike and we had no other means to pass our time. So we (Isha, Rojee, Seetu and me) accompanied Rijuta listening it. After listening it, we wanted to watch the video of the song as well. We found the video attractive and kept on watching the video so continuously that some of our friends even became surprised at our behavior. From that day, where ever I listen this song, a faint and unknowing smile automatically comes in my face remembering that day. 
Since then, I have listened this song several times and sometimes, more than thrice as this is played in most of the micro bus these days. And today also I heard the song in a micro bus, but I listened the lyrics today. I tried to interpret it and analyze it. And it gave a meaning to me. It gave a lesson to me that we should have the strength to say that I am the best among others in this whole world. The world is just the silver one but I am the gold. Though you may appreciate me or not, I appreciate myself. I love myself and love my each and every part of my body. 

In this hectic life, so many tragic things happen and several times we become unhappy because other don't like us. We are so influenced by what other say to us and we don't like ourselves. But the main thing is if we like ourselves and love ourselves, no one can defeat us. We can do anything and everything. The most important thing is life is loving our self so that we can be more motivated and more focused on our goal. And this realization made like this song even more. 
No one is perfect. But we should love even our imperfectness to be perfect. Otherwise, we will not get more than frustrations in our life. 'Love yourself first and every thing comes into line'. So, thanks Rijuta for making me realize this with the help of this song. 

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Plights of our Snow Whites


From this day forward
You shall not walk alone,
His heart will be your shelter
And his arms will be your home
Most probably we may have some day in our life sent these lines to our female friends congratulating them on their marriages. But have we ever imagined what would happen if that shelter would collapse and the arms would disappear? No, we don't want to even think about that and most of all we forget that part. But the reality is, there are so many women who are going through this condition and are living a very tragic life being widow, a single woman.

As per a research by Loomba Foundation, that of 245 million widows around the world, 100 million live in poverty and those one and a half million children of poor widow will die before they reach the age of five. The truth of Nepali widow is even bitter. According to 'Women for Human Rights' 67% of widowed women are aged between 20 and 35 years old and only 33% of them are literate and just 2 % have had higher education. We can guess what a pathetic life they are leading in the context of our country, where widows are often looked upon with disdain and suspicion, and even blamed for their husband's death.
In ancient times, there used to be 'Sati' practice in which if a married man died, the widow is coerced to join her husband in his funeral pyre. Though, the system was outlawed more than 90 years ago, the widows are still leading the lives of ashes as 'living sati'. She is not allowed to participate in religious or any other ceremonies taking her presence as a bad omen as the society considers that the death of her husband has taken away all the fortunes of her life.

For many women in Nepal, widowhood brings with it not just the shock and trauma of losing one's husband but also losing their home, being abandoned and abused by family members and dreary future for her children as well and a very miserable life. Some of them are also exploited as free or cheap labor or forced into prostitution to feed their children. And here, where patriarchal values prevail, a woman is considered worthless and inauspicious once she becomes a widow. All the colors of happiness and joy that she is painted with on the day of her marriage are covered by the never ending blanket of paleness.
These sufferings would be tough enough for all of us, but it's more on a young woman who may be only in her early twenties. Widowhood is generally associated with older women; but it's shocking to know the huge number of young widows in our country. Nepal has a large number of widows because of the bloody conflict here in the recent years as well as the high rates of HIV and other diseases found in the country.  And there are many girls who are forced into marriage when they just reach puberty and who are widowed young by disease or accidents.
To reduce all these, some good campaigns had also already kicked off by the organizations working for the widowed women like providing a monthly 'widow's allowance' to all the widowed women, regardless of their age, which used to be benefitted previously available only to women over the age of 60. They are also helping them in counseling, legal advice, teaching skills to earn a living and helping in loan. Similarly, in the National policy and program, arrangement has been made to provide concessional loan without collateral to the cooperatives operated by single women, provisions have been made for the tax deduction for the single women and also involving single women in every empowerment activities through the local government. And yes, how can we forget the red color movement, which promoted the right of women to wear strong colors like red rather than white?  We, as an individual must appreciate their good deeds.

Yes, there is also a legal provision for the rights of single women as well that there shall be no discrimination against them. Those who discriminate them can be strictly punished under the defamation act. The defamation act states that anyone found guilty of discrimination will be penalized with a fine between 100 to 500 rupees, and can face up to six months in jail. But the sad part is that the act's enforcement is minimal. Women generally do not press charges when they are ill-treated or abused as they are not known of this legal provision and also because of the lack of financial resources.
All these efforts and movements by the NGOs and the government must be appreciated but it will be back to square one if the women are not educated and if they are not self conscious about their rights as neither the government nor the organizations would be with them twenty hours as their watchdogs.  For this awareness among the young girls and also their families is the must. And not only the widowed women, every individual should know the rights of the widowed women so that they can ensure them their rights and give them their respect. Widows are not the 'white witch' to be outcaste from our society rather they are the beautiful 'snow white' who must be respected and taken care of. So, we must ask ourselves what is to be done to reduce the plights of our 'snow whites'.

(Sylvia Plath says "Widow; the word consumes itself." Really, it consumes the life woman. Two years back, when I was making an episode for my program Pariwesh, I got an opportunity to talk with some single women (widows) and it was so heart aching that I still can't forget it till now. So, dedicated to all the single women of our country, today on 'Internationl Widows' day, I want to share this article with you all saying that let's make our women educated and independent so that they can face the reality strongly.)
Links of the episode of Pariwesh that I made two years ago

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Blame Game



No other educational activities in Nepal attract as much public attention as the annual School Leaving Certificate (SLC) Examinations. The SLC examination assumes its importance more for the role it plays in determining the future prospects of the student than for the enormity of its operation.  It is believed that, success in the SLC examination opens for the student's doors of opportunities for higher studies or widens their prospect for employment; failure in this examination greatly narrows their options for self development. Many people therefore take failure in SLC as failure in life.  Unfortunately failure is more common than success in SLC examinations.
Why are we failing is the main question? Is it because the students are not prepared well at home or in school or is it because  the curriculum demand s a lot more from them than they can possibly achieve? Or does the default lies in the examination system? The answer is complex as well as multidimensional.  Along with that another important question is every student gives the exam in same scenario and same educational and examination system, then why some students perform better than other? However rigorous academic analysis of student performance in the SLC exams is not available.
What has gone wrong and where has gone wrong?  After the publication of result last year, huge media coverage, and a greater interest from the entire nation was focused on making this year's result more eye catching with its huge increment and even some planning were also done from both the government and even the school level.  That's why students were expected to fare much better this year but again it went in vain when more than 50% students could not pass their SLC. That means along with the students, the government failed. Hereby the failure of the government means the failure of the nationals.
This year, here is a little more than 2 percent increment over last year's pass rate, 43.92 percent students passed the School Leaving Certificate Board exam. Of the total 394,933 students that appeared under the regular category, 173,436 made it through the exam. As usual, this year's results have also sent education analysts and educated people commenting at the standard of school education. It once again aroused tension about the deteriorating education system. And as usual social media sites are covered with blames and comments. But actually who are to be blamed for it? The teacher who teach those failed students, the students who actually failed the exam, the parents who couldn't create favorable environment for their children or the government which could not guarantee the qualitative examination procedure. Exactly who should be blamed?
This year, before we start blaming to anyone, Department of Education has taken the blame themselves from the government's side for 57% of the student's failure and at the same time it has praised the students and parents role for the increment of two percent of result this year. The government officials are forwarding various reasons for the failure. Some are also saying that these batch students were enrolled during the war period, so their foundation was not good and some are pointing out it as the result of disciplined exam environment. But is that the solution? Should they think about these issues only on the day when the result is published? And taking the blame is not the only solution. Some important steps should also be formulated. If they had previously known that the foundation was already weak then, why didn't they raise this issue earlier and thought about any remedies for them. Were they waiting for the SLC result publication date to share this?

Yes, it's true that whether this poor state of affairs is due to the teachers, the political parties, the government organs or the parents and students themselves, it is the government which has to take care of it and has to take the initiative in any effort to redress the imbalance. But it should be done in time. What's the use of calling the doctor when the patient is already dead? If some visible positive change has to come, efforts should start on war footing without any delay. Though, there are some factors which may be beyond government's control but it should be noticed on time and a qualitative step should be taken by taking the help of different other sources, like if the family backgrounds of the students, whether their other family members are educated or not, the caste system, the financial condition and the interest of individual student cannot be controlled by the government but yes, it can be influenced.
Giving and taking blame doesn't only bring increase in the statistics. We need some strong plan and action on it. The seminars and discussions should not only last for the few days of SLC result. Otherwise, next year also, this ritual is bound to repeat itself as the heat of the moment will die, media will cover less about this issue, things start coming back to normal and next year as usual government will take the blame and it becomes a vicious cycle. But in this cycle millions of students would have already lost their lives and millions would have already plunged their lives as low paid domestic labors in the gulf countries just because they didn't pass the so called 'Iron Gate'. SLC is more than a game of blame.
Published in Republica on 18th June, 2014
http://www.myrepublica.com/portal/index.php?action=news_details&news_id=77305








Saturday, June 7, 2014

Stand for Education; Stepping Stone for our Mission

It was our first program and more than that I was going to be on the public for the first time in such a way. A World at School had declared June 2014 as the youth mobilization month all over the world to show the sense of urgency that more than 57 million children are out of school. And we 'Global Youth Ambassadors' from Nepal were also planning for different programs. We had tried to get help from other people also but finally there were only three of us Sushant, Rojee and me to go for it. 
And yes, going school everyday and living in different places, not being able to meet with each other and most of all, the network problem of Sushant was the biggest hurdle for us to organize a program for us. But finally today was the day when our plan was really going to be executed. Though we had different concepts in mind and we had also already started some of the campaigns, today's program was important for all three of us as we were going to do it as an Ambassador for the first time. 
While I had already started the campaign ' Paint For Education' and Rojee had already started 'Cards with Message', Sushant came up with the idea of 'Stand For Education' where we had to make different play cards about the importance of education in Nepal and also the barriers of Education and what is the condition of education in our country. And we had to show those play cards holding that in our hands. We thought this event not as a protest but simply to make people aware about the context. And we even had asked some people and our friends to join the event. But, we knew in our heart that on the very day there will be not more than five or six people with us. So, we were prepared no matter, how the number of people there will be to support us in our event, we would be there at Basantapur and we would do what we had planned. But we forgot to expect the rain. Unfortunately, it started raining from morning today. And now our expectation for six people also lost. Now, we thought that we would be only three people there but we took our umbrella and made up our mind to do what we have thought, without taking care about the rain. So, we first met at Basantapur and then went to Rojee's room where we made different play cards and banners for us. 




At that time, we started getting sorry messages from our friends that they are not going to join us, but suddenly Rijuta called us with the good news that she is already there to support us. So, we headed towards our venue with her and then there, we found Smritee, Sushant's cousin there at the spot. By that time, may be looking at our effort and our hard work, Lord Indra also surrendered with us and it stopped raining at 1 pm, the time when we were going to start our event by holding our banners. We scattered our cards and banners on the floor and held the play cards and stood silently. For few minutes I was feeling awkward as everyone was looking at us. Some even called us mad for doing that. But after sometime, people slowly started to come towards us and started to ask about what we are doing and why we are doing and slowly my awkwardness also started to go away. Then, after sometime Prashant, Sushant's friend joined us. And he helped us a lot with his great ideas that how should we deal with the people when they come to us and many more as he had a good experience of managing these kinds of events.







Gradually, more and more people became attracted towards our work and we were supported by a group of friends. They also carried our play cards and supported us. Some peddlers came and told that they wanted to draw cards for us and did that. The process continued for two hours. But this two hours program gave us hope and inspiration to do more. So, we discussed and planned to continue it in the coming days also with more preparations and more plannings. The event was small but the learning was great, we realized our mistakes and also we cherished our enthusiasm. This event is our stepping stone for more other works in our coming days after all we are on a journey, with big problems to solve, lessons to learn, but most of all experiences to enjoy. And we three enjoyed the moment with all those people supporting for us. Thanks to those who came there and supported and also thanks to those people who supported morally supported us. We are determined to do more in the coming days as well.
In my case, I gained a new experience in my life. I learned that if we want change, we have to begin it by ourselves and most of all, we have to do struggle but at last the fruit of toil is sweet. And I am very happy that the world is appreciating us for it. We are really very motivated. 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UFQJcbJ4My0 (Sharing about our event in google hangout)

If anyone wants to join us, then please go through our facebook page and like us and get more information on what we are doing and do suggest us and support us. (https://www.facebook.com/Stand4Education )

Monday, June 2, 2014

Simle Diary;Bitter but better

I wanted to return. I didn't want to stay there any more. This is what I felt on the third day of my trip to Simle , beautiful place of Southern Lalitpur. If I was listening my heart, that was not the reality but my condition had already been so worse. My body had started to smell ugly and I had started to hate myself because of those frequent itching and scratches due to allergies and all these happened due to lack of water. That was my third day and I was feeling so, how would Bijay Mani G be living there? A  question was frequently hammering my nerves. He had already stayed there for four hundred and thirteen days. And this is really a big number for me. But, on the other hand my heart was answering, why not? of course, he could stay as the view was so beautiful, the breeze was really cool that I could hardly find in my room here at Kathmandu and the children were the main reason. They were really so amazing. 


Photo credit: Rojee Maharjan

Sometimes rainy, sometime sunny and sometimes foggy the weather was changing frequently and I was feeling as if the weather was representing my feeling as sometimes I used to feel too low there whereas sometimes I used to feel so joyous and happy. Most of all what was really important for me was I got the opportunity to see and feel there.
Seetu and I were planning to go to those places, where our other fellows were teaching and we were waiting for our holidays to come. At the mean time, a blessing in disguise came for us as Shisir dai gave us the option to go Simle, with the students from Wisconsin University, U.S.A for 'shramdan'(donating labor). We agreed that and along with us, Rojee and Rijuta also showed their interest to come. 
On bus, being ready to move
On the first day of our journey we found that we were being accompanied by Dilu jee and Sunil jee and also Kabin. We headed towards our destination with a lot of excitement. After we crossed Chapagaun, the view of the road and the whole environment was really different and it was now being difficult to find any shops and other market place as some places were really in solitude. Suddenly, our bus halted at Tikabhairab for some purpose and our eyes stuck in one shop which was hanging modern attire for sale. That really attracted us.
The first shop that we got to see after we crossed Chapagaun
We were going for the first time, that's why it was fun for us but at that moment I was remembering my other fellows who has to go through that way regularly and was feeling how boring they would feel while crossing those lonely ways all the time.
The view of the hills from the window shade of the bus was really mesmerizing but the snake shaped road nearly took our breath. 
Though the way was fun, I desperately wanted to nap for sometime as I had slept late, the last night but it was difficult for me even to take a nap on that somewhat comfortable bus as it was constantly popping me up like a pop corn because of the difficult road. Rijuta's and Sushant's faces were coming in front of my eyes as they used to express the difficulties of going through that way. Last time, when I had met them they were sharing their back problem that they have been suffering as a recent problem because of the difficulty that they have to face going through the way regularly.
Our bus reached it's final destination but that was not final for us as we needed to climb up the hill to reach Simle and Shisir dai told that it may take three hours to reach up to there. I am very bad in climbing the hills. And I always need Seetu to make me climb and I was expecting the same that time also. But I was so surprised with those small kids who were already ready with our heavy luggage on their back and some were already up there. When I started climbing the hills, I was desperately missing Shristi. I was questioning myself how did she complete her one year climbing up and down those hills?  
We still had half way to climb up when we were having rest there
After taking rest in several places, we finally reached the Gumba where Bijaymani jee was already there welcoming us with his wonderful smile. He was down the hill also but I was so nervous about climbing up the hill that I just overlooked him only with a small greeting.But now, as I had reached my destination, I now started to see the people around me and mostly Bijaymani jee. 
Though, it has already been more than one year, we were working together in a movement, I had never been so close to him. There may be various reasons behind that. May be we are too different as a personalities or may be we never dared to talk with each other or may be I respect him and he respected me or may be we hated each other as a person or may be there may be some other reasons which we both of us don't know. So, I was not expecting that he would be so welcoming for us, or may be I had never known who as a real person he was and I was preoccupied but this preoccupied mind changed abruptly when I listened the first sentence that uttered from his mouth when he saw us, "afno manche afnai huncha" (no one can replace the place of one's dear person). I could not believe my ears. Was he telling that for us? As none of us were his best friends during the training that we had undertaken in the TFN house. We would never go with him and talk to him about various issues. Anyways that gave me an immense happiness and also, the wonderful rain at that time washed away all the preoccupation of my selfish and doubtful mind.

That day was just the normal, nothing much important. We just were introduced with the villagers and sent with our partners to our host families. I along with Ashley were led to Ajay's house. There we were provided a separate room, which was quite good and later on I found out that the house was the best one among other's in Simle. Ajay had one elder brother but both of them were too shy to talk to us and even the parents were not open. So, I thought I would talk with them the next day. Then, I and Ashley started to interact with each other. We talked about our interest, college and about our culture. I had never talked to any person for such a long time with anyone like I did with her that day as I had no any other options to do.
Ashley, my room mate for the Simle trip
There was no network, no any means of communication or any other things that would help me to pass my time. The place was so silent and vacant and suddenly I remembered Shristi saying "the silence of that place kills." After sometime we were called for dinner. I could see Ashley having difficulty in eating food with her hands as she was using her hands to eat for the first time. 
Ashley being ready for dinner
After dinner, we talked for few minutes and then went to bed as we both were very tired and we needed to reach at Gumba, early in the morning for our meditation and our house was much farther than other's form Gumba and we even needed to climb hills.


Next morning, we rose up early and headed towards Gumba and had our exercise and meditation. Then, we rushed towards the 'Kailash Resort', the name given by Bijay Mani jee to their small room. We were welcomed there by the 'aalubakhada' (cherry). We for the very first time had our meeting at any cluster and expressed our feelings, which was the mixture of both hopefulness as well as frustrations. We had never expected that we would be so open on our expressions as we had never done that before. We had so many things to share but the time was limited as Bijay jee had to go to his school and we had to start working in the plaster work of the school library and even before that we had to go to our host family again for our lunch.
Our first picture at Bijay jee's 'Kailash Resort'
After lunch, I first got the opportunity to look at the class of Bijaymani jee. It was so nice. The way he had managed every thing, the chart papers, the class song, the small stone library and many efforts. That was such a pleasure to look at. 




We were so engrossed in his teaching and his student's attitude that we forgot that we were there for 'shramdana', not for observation of his class. So, when we reached at the working station, we were a bit late than others. We started to work there. More than, the work, I was being more fascinated by other things, like the students coming there and working, the supporting teachers and mostly the behaviors of the grade nine and ten students. They were so obedient to Bijay jee and I was only thinking, if my grade nine and ten students were also obedient like them.

Then, after our lunch, we started to chat again with our cohort. It was such a wonderful moment that talking with all the fellows and talking and by this time Milan and Binita had also arrived. So, we had new people to talk in our group. We may be wrong in the eyes of other people as we were not working much but that wasn't a mistake in our eyes as we were meeting with each other after such a long time and even more than that we were being so open and friendly with each other. After sometime, when we reached the spot, we found no one there and heard that they had gone to Gumba for reflection of the day. We rushed there so that we wouldn't be late but as the way was very difficult for us, we reached late there. As others were expressing their opinion, we thought not to disturb them as we had arrived late and also not much aware about the issue that they were discussing. But, later because of this issue, we got scolded from Shisir dai.
We were really tired and even sad about what happened but also that was not going to disturb our reflection that we had already planned that we would be doing that night. Along with that, all of us found that meeting with the fellows on their own place was so important for them as well as for us to know about the real scenario how our fellow friends were working and also to motivate ourselves. So, we made a plan to utilize our time going and meeting our friends at Pyutar and Ashrang, as we were not sure, when there will be our holidays at school and whether we would get any other favorable time or not? And our thought was that as we have already reached upto there; why not go to the places near by them? But, we were not allowed. So, we had to cancel the plan.
Then, we left for our host families being sad but with a promise that we would again be together at school after our dinner for reflection of some hours. And as per our promise we gathered in the school by 9pm. And when we actually started reflecting, it was already 10 pm. That was the most genuine moment I felt because, we had never reflect in that manner in any of our reflection. Every body stepped up and spoke and we were expressing all our feelings what ever we had felt for the one year. When we were done and were ready to leave, we were obstructed by a big thunderous rain. We were so afraid about how we were going to return our home. The night now became cold and chilly. We waited the rain to stop and finally at 1 am in the morning, it started to drizzle, we used that chance and ran to home. We were so much in hurry that we crossed the hill in not more than six or seven minutes which would take more than twenty minutes for us in normal time. Ashley was still up because of the rain and she shared with me that she had never heard rain such loud in her whole life. She felt afraid.
The mosquito and bugs are not frightening for me but Ashley was quite afraid of it and I loved her watching fighting with the mosquitoes. And today we were told that we would be returning back to Kathmandu. So, I packed my bags, bid goodbye with the host families and went to school but there we found that we would not be going because of the landslide that occurred due to last night's heavy rain. So, we again returned to our host families. Though, it was only two days that we were there but we were craving for different food, especially the tea. So, we decided to ask Bijay jee to arrange some milk tea for us. He accepted it and started making tea for us and that tea we had an awesome tea party at the class room cum Bijay jee's temporary room. The taste of the tea made by him was so good that it's still in my mouth.

Our grand tea party


photo credit; seetu



Then again started working for the school library. This time I participated in plastering the walls and it made me nostalgic. I along with all my family members used to plaster the walls of our home during our childhood and I remembered that day very much. We completed half of our work and were planning to do the rest but because of the lack of water we couldn't complete.




As it was the final day in the village, the villagers had organized a cultural program for the visitors. Every one had to participate in it. So the U.S.A team also presented their cultural song and dance.  In my case, I like the modern pop dance of the children of Simle. And the program ended with our first cohort song. It such a proud moment each time while singing the cohort song. It was already 9 pm, everyone returned to their host families. We did the same but again we were invited for the evening reflection. But unfortunately, my health was bad that night, I got a severe stomach ache, so couldn't join the reflection.
Next morning, we packed our bags again and had some photographs with our host families for remembrance and again bid goodbye and this time I said that I was actually going. 
with my host family
And our way to School, I asked Ashley, how do you reflect Simle's trip? She instantly replied, " By staying here, I knew how to pee in a hole." 


the toilets are very small there, photo credit seetu 

Then, I thought we all take the same thing from different perspectives. Similarly, we all who were there had different objectives to be fulfilled through this visit. And, in my case, my objective was to see and understand the context where some of my friends worked and to be more inspired from what they are doing and bring that in my classroom and I felt that, my objective was fulfilled.
But, until that time also, we didn't know the condition of the road, whether the block was removed or not? After observing the first class of our fellow friends, we had a formal farewell session and left for Kathmandu. This time we reached the highway, down the hill quite early but also we weren't fortunate enough to get the bus from there, as our bus couldn't arrive there. So, we had to reach at a nearby river where our bus was stuck and that nearby was, more than one hour walk for us. Using many shortcuts we finally reached there and then I felt that, now I would reach Kathmandu safely.
Yes, in the evening at 7 pm, I was at my room finally. In these three days, I got the opportunity to feel all those problems and realizations which our fellows faced in that one year and that was really a difficult situation for me. How could they survive there was my biggest question? And, in this whole trip, there were so many people, some from second cohort and people also from U.S.A. If we had utilized it, then it would have been a good opportunity for us to interact with different fields and circles of people. But, we were happy with our cohort because we knew that we are not going to meet them again in a similar manner and even in a similar context. I know some people even termed the first fellows as cold, introvert and even proud person. But yes, I take all those blames and say I am cold and introvert because I find the whole world in all of my fellows and I forget other people when I start sharing my happiness and sadness with my fellows. And yes, I am proud also because, only few people dare to become the first cohort in such kind of fellowship where they have to contribute their two valuable years in such an unknown context. Each time I see my fellow friends working in such a context, I get more inspired, and it makes me feel that I should visit my other friends also. I am eagerly looking forward for next visit though there is less chance of it. The reality there was bitter but it made me feel better.