Babwa

I have not mentioned Babwa in a single post out of my 315+ posts. My apologies to him!

Babwa's real name is--Babwa. You don't need the surname, and can call him Babs. Like we do. And have since grade seven. He doesn't like the name because he thinks it sounds too much like 'babes' which he thinks makes his name sound gay. So we remind him that Babs also rhymes with Cabs, Caps, Snaps, Laps, Maps, Craps, Labs, Dabs, Hags, Lags, and so many other words that don't sound as gay. He remains unconvinced, but since he can't do anything about it, he pretends to follow our train of logic and quietens.

You can also talk to Babwa, when you are too excited or happy, in a Lalu-esque Bihari tone. Arre ohhh Babwa, tumra haal kaisa be? Sab theek thaak hooil nah? Gharmaa maa-babu sab theek bhayeel? He doesn't mind that, because that's his language. Though he does worry that we are being too patronizing-- how often do you ask your friends whom you meet several times daily about their home, parents and everything else, and pretend to speak like Lalu Yadav. We keep doing it ALL the time, and that kind-of buggers him. In turn, he takes out his irritation on the Newari guys-- a mixture of random words and a few very specifically chosen Newai swear words.

Sidenote here: he's apparently discovered some swear-word encyclopedia that he absolutely refuses to share with anybody else, and can swear fluently in eighteen different languages. We have tested his knowledge in all the claimed languages in Thamel and other touristy languages, and his authority on such matters is impeccable. The old Israeli couple were rather offended though.

You'd like him though. Even though you will probably make fun of his weird name in your first meeting with him, he will somehow turn that into something that will define your relationship with him. Except his habit of using swear words more often than non-swear words, trying to get acquaintances buy things for him for no reason(which he succeeds in most of the time), his habit of pretending to be an innocent little boy with puppy-dog eyes when he's in a fix, his retro dress sense, and his habit of describing football matches of previous seasons in extreme detail to uninterested audiences, there's little to not like about him.

This was about Babwa. He has permitted me to tell you about him.You will hear(technically--read) a lot more on him.