This often left him alone and ousted from the regular circle. Moreover, Timilsina was a Brahmin, still an adolescent on top, and not a Sherpa like most other porters. He remembers spending most of the cold nights inside caves like outlaws. They were not given proper food, shelter or even wages for that matter. Porters on the other hand, in those days, were looked down upon and treated as a lowly class, not to mention that it was them who had to bear most of the loads.
It was basically the heyday of tourism in Nepal. Reflecting his days as a porter, he mentions the year 1998. He passed his SLC at the age of 16 but had joined tourism much before, at 14, as a porter. I, of course, couldn’t have guessed that. Then it was easy, of course, for there were hardly ten students in each class, but guess how many where here now? 130!” he says. “Things were very different from the village school where I used to come second in my class. “It took me a while to get used to the new ways of the city, you know” he says, a slight smile on his face.
He recalls failing in his class the first year he began his secondary education, in grade six that was. “Had it not been for the stamina, the courage, and the can-do attitude I developed during those days, I wouldn’t have been able to make it and live my dream today.” But like a monk, he sees a silver lining among those hardships. He recalls those days when he had to take those long and tiring walks down and uphill, to and from school every day. He received his primary education from his village while he had to walk down two hours to Lakeside every morning for secondary school. Born in a farming family in Sarangkot, Pokhara, he was raised with seven other siblings -six sisters and one brother. Everest, was born on 7 th of April, 1984. Jagan Nath Timilsina, the man before me, who had climbed the many peaks of Nepal any number of times including Mt. While before me, awaited an inspiring story of hope, courage and perseverance. In the meantime, I quickly told him about my research goals on insect fauna of Nepal and how this trip to the many districts of Nepal could help me achieve a part of it. Over the beverages that followed in next few minutes, we began to then talk about ourselves. His eyes radiated a mysterious charm and later as he told me more about himself, I could get an inkling of the tremendous amount of hardship, trials and tribulations that lay within.Ī young waiter quickly cut in to take our orders. However, this time, I want to develop a new one.” “Like I said before, I have already established about 80 trekking routes from the east to the west of Nepal. Seated across me, his back faced the lake and the mountains beyond, but their reflection could yet be seen mysteriously in his eyes, as if imprinted. “So, Jagan dai, could you tell me more about this project you’re doing?” I asked. “The Everest, right?” I would be a fool to ask. Seventy-seven districts? How many have I been to? Hardly 10? “And I have already scaled the highest peak in the world,” he continued. “I have already explored the entire 75, now 77, districts of Nepal,” he dazzled me at one point, and I couldn’t help but immediately envy him. His backpack flashed on the slate floor below by his side, one or two charger cables jutting out of it, and his modish Macbook lay closed in front of him on the table, imparting him a posh appearance. After a short exchange of social niceties, we began to talk about this tour he was planning to make.Ī thirtyish looking man with long dry hair packed beneath his baseball cap, well-tanned face and long sparse facial hair, his smile uncannily reminded me of a friend I used to have in my bachelor’s days. He was actually looking for an aide to accompany him on a tour he was making across Nepal one of those days with a view to creating a trekking route-an addition to about eighty trails he had already sketched before.
A friend of my brother had arranged this meeting for us, and when I reached there at the café, he was already ensconced in the outer part that overlooked the refreshing Fewa lake ahead, its gentle breeze blowing toward us every once in a while, like a magical mantra. Well, the meeting was a rendezvous but, so to speak, we had never communicated personally before. The year was 2021 and the world was still on the blink from COVID-19 pandemic. I first met him at a bakery-cum-café in Lakeside in late January. Read more about Jagan Nath Timilsina of Sarankot, Pokhara, what his foreign friend and well wishers wrote to praise him (exclusively on ) We have some hidden gems and behind the scene Heroes within our community. A young girl at High School may not have heard of Banira Giri but tells fluently about Jane Austen.
We like to give examples of some international personalities for heroic deeds. We Nepalese People often look for larger than life characters or personalities to become their hero or role model in life.
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