History of Du Jia

Yes, a royal tragedy that shocked the world happened in Kathmandu, Nepal.

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On June 1 day, 2006, at 10: 40 pm Nepal time (at 0: 55 am Beijing time on June 2), the Nepalese royal family tragedy that shocked the world suddenly occurred in the new palace in Kathmandu. It is said that Crown Prince dipendra, then 29, had an argument with his parents in the palace to marry Lana, the daughter of a Nepalese aristocratic family. Later, wearing a military uniform and armed with an automatic rifle, he broke into the living room of the palace and shot 12 members of the royal family, including King birendra, Queen Ashwaya, Prince Nyirazhan, aged 22, and Princess Shruti, aged 24, instantly killing 8 people and injuring 3 others. The crown prince finally shot himself.

Since ancient times, the lives of princes and nobles are not all as gorgeous and noble as they show. Even the ten-year relationship between Crown Prince dipendra and Lana has not been recognized by the Queen. Because Lana was born in a czar's family, but her family is a political opponent in the current royal history. She once put the royal family on the shelf in 1846 and dictatored for about 100 years. It was not until 195 1 that King Brios resumed the rule of the Shah dynasty. Although it was decades ago, it was enough for Queen Aishwarya to think that Lana was not qualified to be a mother instrument.

The most regrettable thing is that King birendra, who had the courage to give up absolute kingship and brought Nepal into the constitutional monarchy era, has always been deeply loved and respected by all the people and maintained a very good image in the international community. His sudden death completely lost Nepal's courage and direction. King birendra's younger brother Jalandra was on vacation in Boccara at the time of the murder, so he stayed away from the disaster. He quickly ascended the throne, filling the vacuum of Nepal's highest state power.

Later, I read a book about the tragedy in Tamil Bookstore. When the woman boss of the bookstore saw me pick up this book, she began to tell the story of the tragedy and the memory of the dead king of Nepal excitedly in Nepalese mixed with English. As for me, I basically didn't understand what she said, but I completely ignored her meaning and understood the sadness in her eyes, as if I had lost my family. "We are all orphans!" Today, three years later, she still says sadly.

There are many fragments of royal funerals in the book, and I also saw some photos of Crown Prince dipendra on various occasions. He is young and handsome, full of heroic spirit, and his eyes are not fierce at all. He was the legal heir to the Nepalese royal family since he was a child and studied at Eton College, a British aristocrat. After this amazing royal tragedy, various rumors spread everywhere, but most Nepalese people did not want to believe that the Crown Prince was the murderer. I couldn't believe it after seeing the photo. What kind of ideological differences and how deep that relationship is have created such a huge disaster that this gentle king of the future will burn everything in such a tragic way and destroy the lives of all his relatives and his future in an instant?

I entered the new palace in a long line, and later I learned that ordinary women can only see the queen, but not the king. Comar, the queen of the new king Jalandra, was originally the sister of the old queen Aishwarya. When the royal bloody case happened, she and her daughter and son, now the Crown Prince, were also at the scene, but their fingers were slightly injured. All five people in the old king's family died in a bloody case, and no one was spared; The family of the new king miraculously survived. This is a miracle. Coupled with the predictions in Nepal's history, this shocking tragedy three years ago is still puzzling.

The queue waiting for the audience is very long, from the entrance of the new palace to the intersection of Tamil blocks. Basically, they are locals in Nepal, and I am one of the few foreigners in it. Behind is a mother with two lovely little daughters who lives in Kathmandu. My sister Shristi is 9 years old and my 7-year-old sister can speak some lovely English. Shristi is a little girl who loves taking pictures. As soon as I pick up the camera, she always stares at me with wide eyes. She will be very surprised to see herself reflected on the screen of a digital camera, and then happily circle around me. Shristi looked for ballpoint pens everywhere and asked the people in line. Everyone looked at her strangely, wondering what she was going to do. After asking dozens of people, she finally borrowed it, then came over, took my hand and solemnly wrote on the back of my hand: Shristi:5547054. "This is my home, this is my home." She kept telling me.

Comar, the new queen, was dressed in a bright red sari with a bright smile on her face, sitting behind a long table in the reception room of the palace, plump and elegant, and clean in vain. Photographers in a row of photo studios next to her pointed machines at her. When I came in with the Shristi sisters in my hand, I saw a flash of surprise in her eyes. Go to the queen and stand, put your hands together and bow gently. "Japan?" She asked. "No, China!" A short question, I saw a flash of surprise in the queen's eyes. The queen touched a little red cinnabar with her thumb and touched my eyebrow with a smile. At this time, the flash of the camera kept flashing.

Three days later, I wandered in the streets of Kathmandu New District and saw the wooden board hanging at the door of the photo studio, on which hundreds of photos of my subjects, kings and queens were hung. I can easily find mine in it because there are only two or three foreigners in it. I gave the photo studio 30 rupees, and I got back the photo of the queen and me. The sun in Kathmandu still shines overhead, and the new palace still stands in the sun in a white and solemn way. But perhaps many years later, no one will forget how painful the scene here has brought to the Nepalese people.