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Making Sense: माङ्गेना : नेपाल मन्थन

 Mangena, a divine act done by the creator themselves to let one held their head high. The book gets on the journey to find out through the courses of studying the Nepalese history, analyzing the fallacies in those history writing, who wrote the history and how they led the nation the way it is now. All these quests to ask us the readers as a nation whether we owe any Mangena to our fellow countrymen.

Author, Yuga Pathak begins with the writings of the history in the country and, lays how it was always a particular ethnic-centric approach of the study, the sheer disregard to the diversity and the role of the elites.

The book tries to make us think about our approach to development, how we are always in journey to conquest it but continuously failing to realize depth of it, the scale of foreign-aid dependence the country has risen to.

The book has tried to differentiate the knowledge and wisdom, and where do the Nepalese stand on these matters. How a bureaucrat, though a person with knowledge never tries to pursue wisdom, never questions the ruling environment or, never do they try to philosophize any ides of their own, this books explains it all.   

The reality of media, how it lacks the ethics of journalism and reporting, a look towards the society and how we behold the heroism as reality. Author, with very interesting examples presents how a bad  journalism and corporate-controlled media hampers the society. How are the voices suppressed like the voices of people during  Tharuhat and Madheshi movements and asks a very important questions to all of us, how can we trust a state controlled news.

The role played by the Gorkha Kingdom, its language and its ill strategies about the social construct and the economic planning and the consequences to the state of modern nation of Nepal and how it lacks the social equity and equality, how its is continuously failing to make its people feel a sense of guardianship, the book lays it all. 

Its all questions here. Author simply challenges the the prevailing idea and historical context of the Nepalese people and writers with his questions. It is us, the readers and the people willing to challenge and argue with new ideas to decide the answers.

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