Welcome to the Age of Commerce, the golden era of buying and selling! Cities, markets, dreams, desires—they are all for sale. The world is now one giant supermarket, and the shelves are packed. People’s desires are as endless as the stars in the sky—or maybe the dust on the floor of a 24-hour convenience store. Either way, it’s all up for grabs. But here’s the twist: everything is for sale, and somehow, nobody’s buying!
Lucky for you, that means this is the golden opportunity of a lifetime. Want something? Just buy it—cash, credit, or even a buy now, pay later scheme. It’s all yours! Everything is for sale, from the air you breathe to the ground you walk on. Whether it's your property or someone else’s—who cares? It’s all available. So, tell me, what will you buy?
Want half the road in front of your house? Done. Got a back alley you’ve always wanted to own? Take it. You could buy a house... or why not go big and get yourself the Lalita Niwas? A hotel, a resort, an airport—why not? And if you don’t like the one in your city, pick up a new one in Pokhara or Bhairahawa. Airplanes? Sure. You could even snag the national airline—get a piece of that sky. And if you’re feeling especially ambitious, you can even buy half the airspace over the airport! What a sound investment, right?
Should you go for a train or a jail? No problem! You did not get a deal for Tihar? You can always buy Ncell—it’s practically on clearance! And right now, we have top-tier electric cars—with gigabytes, so fast they’ll make your head spin. Want government land or an empty field? Choose your poison! Or if you’re into nostalgia, why not buy Tundikhel? Hospitals are on the markdown too, folks! And if that doesn’t tickle your fancy, you can always buy a pharmacy. Want a cement factory or steel mill? We’ve got those running and ready for new owners. The past’s finest institutions are up for grabs—whether it’s shopping malls or the old-school heavy hitters. Want a bank, an insurance company, or the energy sector? It’s all up for sale, and prices are slashed. Want government or private? No problem! Direct purchase or intermediaries—we don’t judge. Just buy, buy, and buy!
Time is fleeting, folks. The chair and the cash are here today but gone tomorrow. Strike while the iron is hot! So why wait? Buy now—everything is at a bargain price!
Feel like buying mountains? The once-glorious snow-capped peaks are now turning into black stones—but guess what? Even stones are up for grabs. Don’t have cash? Don’t worry; banks are waiting with open arms, singing: “Who should we lend this money to?” Oh, and if you have cash, then you can buy rivers, lakes, even a small corner of the Himalayas—it’s all for sale!
Want a sports club? No problem. Playgrounds complete with athletes of all sizes are available. If that’s too much, just grab the club. It’s all there, for the taking.
There’s no need to fear. In this marketplace, there’s a seller for everything—be it political parties, the government, or even your own dignity. The government is just here to collect taxes, and if you don’t want to buy, you can always return it. What’s the risk? After all, politics is just a game, right? It’s a fair, a democratic circus, a trap for the gullible, wrapped in the fancy packaging of development!
Buy newspapers, radio stations, or TV stations—tell your story, and it’ll get published under someone else’s name. Make your own reality. You can even buy air or breath. That’s right—your very own oxygen. Want a politician’s loyalty? It’s for sale! Just don’t look at the fine print. Trust? Well, that’s on the clearance rack too. Believe in someone? Buy it now before it’s gone!
Now, the real goodies are up for sale: courts, police officers, ministers—you name it. Everything’s on the chopping block. The police—in full uniform—are up for grabs, and they won’t move an inch without permission. Every position, from officer to secretary to minister, is available. Dipak Manange recently said, “Ministries are for sale.” And guess what? He was right. So, what will you buy?
Integrity? It's going for pennies. Citizenship? That’s in the bargain bin. Even borders—yes, borders—are on sale at a discount. Did you hear about that minister who tried to sell people in Japan? Or how about the Deputy Speaker who gave it a go? Sadly, they didn’t succeed—but it’s clear: everything is for sale.
So, will you buy a policy or a politician? Want someone with black hair and heart or white hair and a bloated mind? New or old? Rabi, Chhabi, Badal, Barsha, Agni, Bam? Prices are slashed. Just find out where to pick them up!
Everything’s up for grabs. Nothing is free, but that’s the world we live in now. Even Kishunji’s box, umbrella, or goglet—just name your price. BP’s cap might be out of stock, but Gajendra Narayan’s dhoti is still available. Whether you’re Ram, Balaram, or Haram, it doesn’t matter. But you won’t get the transfer of ownership without paying the price!
Don’t be afraid. The public won’t notice—they’re too busy looking at sale ads. So, buy a horse, an elephant, or even a camel. Want a business suit or a three-piece suit? It's all here. The Aces, Twos, Threes, Queens, and Kings—they're all for sale. Ministers are gone, but the rest are sitting proudly on display in shopping malls, ready to be snapped up.
The market is open. Whether you pay cash or installments, it’s all available. Weigh it out. It's on credit too. If you don’t have anything, we’ll throw in a gift—as long as you know the right people!
Don’t ask me how I can sell all of this—just know, are you in debt or are you rich? Are you a buyer or a seller? It's all about perspective. This world is a market, and if you want to survive, you've got to make transactions. Simple as that. And as for selling? Well, not everyone can sell. Those who speak sweetly can even sell chili peppers. They can even sell combs to someone with a shaved head—that's the magic of selling! If you're quiet, though, you cannot sell honey to a bee. Selling is an art—and it’s a pretty big one. People have sold land on the Moon, and plots on Mars are already in someone else’s hands. But don’t worry, we’ll progress—one day, we’ll figure out how to pack sunlight into a neat little box and sell it too!
So, I ask again—what will you buy?
(It was originally published in December 2024 issue of New Business Age Magazine.)
