Challenges to the Peace Process- Common Threads

Throughout the course of out research, we have gotten many answers regarding the major challenges to the peacebuilding process in Nepal; a common thread that I have notices nearly every organization, commission and committee mention has been the lack of implementation of policies. There seems to be a glaring disconnect between the policies and laws being drafted at the governmental level and the actual implementation of these policies on the ground. This creates the sense that nothing is actually changing and couses a great deal of frustration among the Nepali people and organizations alike.
Another issue is the lack of rule of law in Nepal. Since the constitution is still in the process of being drafted, there is nothing with which to enforce the necessary laws and structures. This also sets a precedence that people can continue with criminal activity without consequence, as well as causes a sense of insecurity throughout the country.
The third consistent challenge we have heard is that avery aspect of the peace process is highly politicized, which hinders peacebuilding and development. It is clear that until these obstacles are resolved the peacebuilding process may be at a stand-still.

Tea in Rolpa

Everywhere we have gone in Nepal, we have been given cup after cup after cup of tea. Without fail, a few minutes into each meeting, someone will come into the room carefully balancing a huge tray of tiny teacups. The meeting will derail for a few minutes as we all gather a cup. We are offered tea so much, in fact, that when we had meetings back to back all day, we were sometimes forced to be slightly rude and turn down that fifth cup of tea.

This is why, when we were in Rolpa, one of the reasons (albeit one of the less important reasons) why we perceived a cold welcome and high tensions is that we weren’t offered a single cup of tea. In four different meetings in the town, we did not see a single cup of tea. We were bemused and took it as another sign that the local inhabitants were not particularly comfortable with our presence.

However, at dinner the other night, a Nepalese man with whom we were sitting offered some information that significantly changed this perception. Because of its location and inaccessibility, when trade with east Asia brought tea to the rest of what is now Nepal, Rolpa and some of the surrounding areas missed out. To this day, people in Rolpa do not drink as much tea as their countrymen, preferring instead a type of locally or home brewed alcohol. Thus, the lack of tea that we took as bordering on a slight actually has cultural roots going back hundreds of years. This example was just a reminder to keep an open mind and remember that there may be a very simple, though unexpected, explanation behind these types of awkward moments and misunderstandings.

And now we can move on to complaining that we weren’t offered any of their locally brewed drinks.

The Forgotten Forgiveness

Having asked questions about justice and the role of compensation in seeking justice, we received many answers along the lines of “peace is more important than justice” – that they do not want to provoke the peace they have now in order to seek justice. It reminded me of stirring up dirty residue in stagnant water. Of course, the majority, if not all, of our group recoiled in discomfort. Coming from a liberal education where liberty to speak our pains and seek complete justice are revered, we could not stand to hear these ideas of meek compromise.

But it occurred to me that I was dismissing forgiveness altogether. What is the role of forgiveness in post-war Nepal? I am a firm believer that there is a capacity in everyone to digest situations and conjure forgiveness towards others. Were we discrediting the Nepalese people’s ability to forgive? I do not know. Hearing the horrors caused by both the Maoists and the Government I would imagine it is very difficult. Also, not having experienced such crimes such as killings, rape, abductions, I do not have the authority to say whether these incidents can be forgiven or not. But it is uncanny that the NGOs and the groups we meet throughout this trip have been created because of people’s inability to digest such horrors of war. These groups are working to provide due justice for people who are seeking reparations. It is unfortunate, however, that we are not talking to people who have chosen to forgive – not forget – the crimes done in war. Perhaps none exists. But I still am a firm believer in people’s capacity to forgive and will hold on my rosy hopes that there are people out there who have forgiven the crimes of war done to them and who are choosing to move forward.

Garbage Justice

It is not good to be partial to the wicked
and so deprive the innocent of justice – a Proverb

When you throw away your trash, where does it go? In the United States, more often than not domestic trash is collected in landfills. These dumpsites soon become overfilled and are abandoned. Instead of leaving the mountains of trash as an eyesore, many municipals cover the dumpsites with soil and plant grass on top, creating artificial hills that are pleasant to look at. At the surface, these knolls seem to be the perfect solution to the overflow of garbage in our consumer society today. But, time brings forth the truth. After a while, rainwater trickles through the dirt, flows through the garbage and comes out as toxic sludge. Moreover, methane collects in the hills under the dirt dome and creates pressure until it is released unpleasantly as gaseous bubbles in the mud. The gas is highly flammable and can cause landfill fires.

Trying to satisfy the victims of war with compensation under the excuse of “preserving peace” is simply covering the problem with a layer of dirt, leaving the suffering to fester. Sure, it may be a quick Band-Aid method of alleviating the pain, but sooner or later the grievances are going to ooze out more toxic than before. Moreover the lack of a channel to express these injustices is going to build up in pressure, waiting for the right spark to ignite it violently. Nepal has seen it before, when the Maoist provided the spark a decade ago. History is known to repeat itself, but people have the right to fight the injustices and correct the wrongs of the past. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.

Dangerously Comfortortable

During the colder seasons, it is very easy to catch frogs. Near a freezing cold pond where there are numerous frogs getting ready for hibernation, all you have to do is start warming up some water in a good sized pot on a portable propane stove. When the water is lukewarm, frogs will start jumping in in search of warmth. As they enjoy the warm water, you simply have to raise the temperature of the water slowly. It is quite entertaining to watch as the frogs begin to stretch out their legs in comfort as the water becomes warmer and warmer. Soon warm becomes hot but the frogs do not notice due to the gradual increase in water temperature. Only when the water starts to become boiling hot frogs become alarmed and squirm to get out; however, their prolonged stay in the hot water has loosened their leg muscles to the point of dysfunction. No matter how hard they try, all they can do is struggle and accept their handicap.

In my observation the people of Nepal are like these amphibians. They seemed to have been culturally taught to suppress their experiences, emotions and opinions towards the sufferings of the war period and accept it as a norm to hide the scars. Denial (in a sense that you do not freely express what you are feeling inside) can be comfortable at first. I completely understand that it is not easy to stir up painful memories, provoking the scabs from war to bleed again. Suppression also may seem like a measurement to one’s ability to “suck-it-up,” and may be laudable to a certain extent. But once this mentality slowly became ingrained, it seems as if these people have become more and more comfortable and accepted it as a social norm – a cultural identity.

Starting to feel the rising temperatures, some are trying to speak out and seek justice; yet, it is so difficult to break the status quo. Their voice seems to have been quieted to the point of dysfunction. Now, as researchers we try to ask questions in order to gain a fuller understanding. But I am finding research more and more difficult because of their unwillingness(?) to share.

This blog post is simply my observation of the Nepalese people. I have talked to a few Nepalese people about this mental-dynamic and they seemed to agree that yes, the people of Nepal seem to culturally suppress their painful stories. Nevertheless, one thing is certain: the people are not speaking up.

One Goal, One Purpose

It was a beautiful sunny day in Pokhara on the 14th of January. The group rose up early in the morning to go hiking with the Three Sisters Company. The Three Sisters Trekking Company is extraordinary on so many levels. It has found a way to dovetail both women empowerment with Nepal’s greatest industry: tourism. The greatest aspect about this coupling is that the company has managed to do this sustainably. First they train the women of Nepal under the organization Empowering Women of Nepal (EWN) to become competitive tour guides. The organization understands that tourism is an international business and it is more complicated than simply guiding tourists on trekking paths. The girls learn English and various other languages, learn mannerisms and the values of understanding different cultures, as well as the importance of ecology and environmental sustainability. These well-trained guides then work for the Three Sisters Trekking Company for six months with free lodging so that they can save up money to move out, making room for new trainees to come. With the profit made from these tours, the company is sustained, while being able to run this trek guide “manufacturing” system operational for a long period.

So during the hike, I happened to notice more than ample amount of garbage lined up along the path. The little preservationist in me started to become irksome. Sure, the amount of garbage was less than what we have seen in the villages, and yes the locals that live along the path than the trekkers themselves probably littered the garbage; however, these sisters were practicing eco-tourism were they not? Eco-tourism heavily depends on respecting the ecology of the touristy area to maintain the environment that people come to experience. (Plus, the argument that we should not impose the value of tourists that want to see garbage-free environment upon the locals hold no ground here because environmental stewardship is a universal responsibility.) Therefore I asked Lucky, one of the Three Sisters, if the organization participated in any clean up projects. She started to mention a few successful projects that the girls have undertaken, such as cleaning up the lake right in front of their headquarters. But what followed really surprised me: she said, “Environmental protection is very important and there are environmental NGOs that are willing to support us; however, to focus on the environment will divert our efforts of women empowerment. Right now, we want to focus on one goal.” After learning about the comprehensiveness of this organization, and groveling at the multi-faceted approach of empowering women through the tourism business, I must say that the simplicity of her vision was astonishing. I realized that it was because the organization had such a clear-cut and simplistic goal that allowed them to stay on track despite the complexity of their operation.

I wonder if this can be applied to the government of Nepal. I wonder if what Nepal needs right now is to dumb down and simplify their objectives to streamline the development process. They do have a deadline to meet for the constitution. But then again, is rushing it the right approach?

Modernization! Modernization?

On the fourth day of our trip, we had the opportunity to explore the Bara region. Amongst many NGOs that we met during that day, one stood out: Rural Region and Agro-Forestry Development Center. The works done by the center was quite impressive. In general, the organization raised awareness of the importance of forestry stewardship and made huge headway in achieving success stories regarding proper forestry management.

Because they seemed to be quite knowledgeable in agriculture, I tried to relieve my curiosity by asking some pressing questions. I first asked the president of the organization what he thought about free trade. I asked this question acknowledging that Nepal was a developing country. Developing countries tend to open their borders to benefit from free trade in order to kick start their economy. Moreover, as they open their borders and earn respect from countries involved in WTO (World Trade Organization). Now, being in a landlocked country, the agriculture industry of Nepal is going to face competition from the surrounding countries: China and India. So, regarding this dynamic I wanted to see the president’s opinion on free trade and its impact on the agriculture sect.

In respect, he was quite enthusiastic about the whole ordeal. He says that the agriculture of Nepal is quite strong. As long as the country remains loyal to the agricultural sect, the people are not going to have problems competing in the market. In fact, he was hinting that Nepal could outcompete its Chinese and Indian competition. The only thing hindering this is governmental aid. He says that once the money is properly channeled, Nepal’s agriculture can modernize and be competitive.

Oh. Now we have a whole new problem. I really wonder what he means by modernization. The word can have numerous meanings; however, in terms of agriculture, it usually means industrializing the agriculture sect. This means mechanization of agriculture.  Would this not decrease the demand of labor? Knowing that 80 percent of Nepalese are involved in agriculture, and knowing that unemployment is always a pressing concern, is modernizing agriculture really the answer? Perhaps this is a stupid question. Of course the Nepalese need to modernize their agriculture in order to compete in the markets, as well as provide food security to their people. Then, maybe the right question to ask is: how are they going to facilitate the transition from traditional agriculture to a modern one? What kind of jobs is the government going to create for the young workforce who will be forced out of agriculture? I am hoping that both the government and the local level communities are thinking holistically about modernization.

Introduction: Hello.

Good morning. Good night? I have no clue. I have been travelling for the past two days, from one airport to another, across numerous time zones. The bright sky outside tells me that it is mid afternoon, but in reality I should be well asleep. My legs, from countless hours of idleness feel swollen and weak from disuse. My head aches from constant change or atmospheric pressure and air quality. Airline food has not been helping my apatite either. Physically, I am wasted.

But despite the circumstantial negative attributes to travelling, I – like many others who frequent such voyages across the globe – am filled with excitement at the prospect of enlarging my scope of worldview and experiencing new cultures. Nepal, the land of natural beauty yet so scarred by history. I must confess. I knew little to none about Nepal except that it was a landlocked nation to the west of China, hosting the renowned Mount Everest. The wonderful images of the grandeur of nature, the great mountains and its verdant plateaus, terrain specific animals and the indigenous locals living in harmony filled my mind at the thought of Nepal. Yet perhaps I was too naïve.

From the little pre-practicum research I have been doing, I found out how continual neglect of the rural regions by the central government and mismanagement of the agricultural systems have eroded away the pristine ecosystem of Nepal. Of course, in the grand scheme of things, the origins of certain environmental problems such as climate change lie beyond the scope of the Nepalese government; however, the air pollution of the cities, and the erosion of soil, deforestation and water pollution in the rural areas could have been managed domestically. These environmental issues accrue to exacerbate the increasing poverty in rural areas due to lower agricultural returns, putting the local farmers at a heavier disadvantage from the liberalizing markets than ever before.

But these ideas and concerns originate from readings. As often it is in the case of academics, I feel a disconnect between myself and the ideas I formulate through readings. And this is exactly why I am here, suffering through hours of painstaking travelling. I really feel that in this Nepal Peace Building Practicum, I will get a hands-on experience that students thirst for in the cubicle of the college library. But often, people crave what they do not have, only to realize they like what they had better once achieved. I have yet to figure out if I like the filtered version of learning through reading better than raw face-to-face material. Only one way to find out.

An image worth a thousand words

We had spent the day in the area, visiting some local NGOs, schools, and getting a sense of how people lived. In Bara, a few days into our time in Nepal, we had the opportunity to visit a cluster of huts that live in very underprivileged region, of a majority of Dalit families. When the sun started setting, we decided to walk through the village, trying to talk to some locals and ask them about their lives and experiences, to get a pulse of the challenges to peacebuilding in that area.

A woman sitting by the fire outside had caught our attention. The pitch dark was surrounding us, we had turned off our flashlights and the only source shining some light came from a small fire in the middle of the ground. I think it was because she was not inside any hut, shielding the cold away, but rather sitting outside, in front of her husband and surrounded by her eight children. I cant put my finger on her age; she might have been 35 or 40, but the years of strenuous life and poor health made her look at least 20 years older.

She was kind enough to open up to us. Since we were only 3 kilometers from the Indian border, she spoke Hindi, which meant that Professor Iyer directly to her, overpassing our male translators which has sometimes hinder communication and trust when interpreting the answers and questions. We would whisper questions and doubts to our teacher’s ear while she would casually include them in the conversation she was having with her.

She told the story of her life, but being a Dalit landless woman in a remote cluster in southern Nepal, you can start getting an idea of the strains and struggles she has dealt with since the very day she was born. She worked in the fields nearby, not for money but for food, for about 16 hours a day. She would work the equivalent of hours to 4kgs of rice a week, but would only receive 2kgs to bring back home. Having nine mouths to feed on 2kgs of rice a week is extremely hard. Of her eight children, only one went to school, the older male… no surprise there!

She explained in detail the hardships of living as a landless family in this area of the country. She explained told us about daily living activities, how she struggles being a woman, the discrimination imposed by society, by her village, by her own family. A small cold for instance, can prove mortal, with a high probability of complicating simple ailments was so dangerous because there was no way to pay any health services, with the hospital being miles away.

I wish I could convey the image of the process in which these conversations took place. A woman squatting in front of a fire, trying to keep her hands warm, surrounded by all her children, all trying to huddle together for body heat, with her children squishing close together, hands extended over the small flames. As we grew close, so did the curious villagers around us, creating an arena like scenario, with the woman being the center of attention and interaction. Every once an again an elder would erupt in shouts about how unfair and how hard was life.

These experiences touched me deeply. I left the cluster feeling very moved; very emotional. We weren’t witnessing a tragedy, she wasn’t crying or pleading for money. But how to explain that the situation would change for her, or maybe for her children? How can we give her some hope that her children, or her daughters, would link out of this highly dangerous and disheartened cycle? It also made me think of the poverty in my country, where the roots, causes and consequences were worlds apart from what we had just witnessed. Essentially, some say that poverty is poverty; an empty stomach here in Nepal and an empty stomach in Venezuela is the same – but it’s the idea of ‘hope’ that I’ve been twirling my head around. This woman we had met was not to blame for being born a Dalit, for being born a woman…. There is no escape from the cycle she was born into. The layers of conflict and inequality that this woman is a victim of are so complex and thick, that I see it impossible to convey some message of hope or optimism. The levels of structural violence were weighing over her back like a ton of bricks would have to come down one by one, very slowly, over time. Maybe she won’t see the changes, and even her daughters won’t either, but who knows… Lets leave some hope for the future.

Home Away From Home

I never would have thought it would be such a relief to get back to Kathmandu, but after 9 challenging days of travelling throughout numerous districts in Nepal, we were ecstatic to return to Kathmandu and the now-luxurious-seeming Hotel Annapurna! I’m still processing most of what we saw in the districts, but I feel that after these 9 days we have taken many important steps towards understanding the ‘real’ Nepal. Kathmandu is fascinating, but life in the districts varies dramatically from life here in the capital, and is in many ways much more gritty and real. From the poverty of the villages of Bara to the smoggy skies of Birgunj, the gorgeous landscapes of Pokhara to the winding roads and high tensions in Rolpa, even these very few days of travel in this country have given us a huge amount of insight into the real challenges that the Nepali people face everyday. What we’ve heard has made me both frustrated and hopeful for the future of this country, but most importantly, our experiences have given me a lot of empathy for the people of Nepal, and enabled me to understand them and their situation much better.

After a day of being typical tourists in Kathmandu, we’re headed out to one last district tomorrow before our final return to Kathmandu. Looking forward to our last adventures!