Dapcha: Old Town with Old Friends

A few years ago, my dear friend Om Krishna Shrestha invited a small group of us to visit his picturesque village, Dapcha. The journey itself was enchanting—crossing Namobuddha, with the cool breeze brushing against our faces. Just before reaching Dapcha, we were graced with a breathtaking view of the Jugal Himal, its snowy peaks gleaming in the sunlight like a warm smile. I felt an irresistible urge to greet the majestic mountain, as if it were calling to me.

I turned to my friend and urged him to stop the vehicle so I could soak in the beauty. But just as quickly, my other friend Dilendra Raj Shrestha interjected with a laugh, “We’re almost at Dapcha. Just ten more minutes, and you’ll see the mountain up close, face-to-face.” Reluctantly, I agreed, excitement bubbling inside me at the thought of meeting the mountain properly.

But as we reached Dapcha, the mountain seemed to turn away, shrouding itself behind a thick veil of clouds. Disappointment washed over me—it was as if the mountain had deliberately hidden itself, refusing my greeting.

From that day to this, I’ve never been able to catch a glimpse of the mountain from Dapcha again. It feels almost personal, as though the mountain, like a newly married bride, had drawn her veil over her face in shyness—or perhaps in silent protest.

Partners in Crime

During the Nepali festival of Tihar, four of my old friends traveled to Dapcha, and I posted a few pictures of the trip on social media. One afternoon, Rajan expressed his interest in a bike ride to Dapcha, and I agreed to join him. Since I had visited this place many times, I became the volunteer guide for my friends. Rajan Singh (Jacky), Rajendra Karanjit (Kaale), Subin Kushle (Kushle), Nabin Shrestha (Jogmer), Pawan Chitrakar (Pappu), and I (Gau) planned our Dapcha ride for November 23, 2024.

We’ve been friends for over 25 years, and our bond is still strong. We love to tease each other, no matter the time or place. We’ve had our arguments, shared countless laughs, and supported each other through both good times and bad. One important thing we’ve learned is that in any relationship, it’s crucial to respect each other’s privacy and avoid attacking personal matters, even though we know each other’s deepest secrets and flaws. Respecting each other, no matter our differences, has been the foundation of our friendship. That’s why, after more than two decades, our friendship continues to thrive.

Parallel Ride

Catch all five of us in Tinkune, Kathmandu. Nabin was a big fan of tea—every moment was tea time for him. Pappu had a few tasks at the office and told us he’d join us in Dapcha later. While his mind said no, we sensed his heart was saying yes. After enjoying a cup of tea, we all set off towards Dapcha. When we reached Suryabinayak, Pappu called to say he was in Chabahil and would be starting his journey soon, traveling in parallel with us. We decided to wait for him in Banepa. Jacky, Kaale, and Jogemer took us to the old market in Banepa for a local breakfast, allowing Pappu to catch up.

Kushle called him from Banepa and found out he was still some distance away, so we continued on towards Dhulikhel and waited there for about 15 minutes. Once he arrived, we continued our journey. The ride from Kathmandu to Dapcha took about three hours. Lunch was already prepared at ‘Maiju Khaja Ghar,’ a small local restaurant recommended by Om Krishna Shrestha. I had called ahead to reserve lunch for six before we started our journey.

Maiju Khaja Ghar

Karna Shakya planned to start a business in Dapcha. During his visits, he noticed a lack of places offering hygienic and delicious food. Inspired, a local resident began preparing meals at his aunt’s place and opened a small restaurant named “Maiju Khaja Ghar” in the same location.

When we visited, our lunch was ready, and we enjoyed a typical organic Dal Bhat. According to the aunt, all the vegetables, lentils, and rice were sourced from their own land, and the chicken was purchased from a neighbor. The Dal Bhat, though different from what we have at home, was incredibly delicious, and we truly enjoyed it.

During lunch, the aunt shared her thoughts about Dapcha: “People are migrating from Dapcha to Kathmandu and Bhaktapur, leaving their homes abandoned. They neither sell nor maintain these ancient houses, but such heritage needs care. By restoring the historic homes and temples, alongside promoting the stunning views, Dapcha could attract visitors.”

Dapcha, a Charming Newar Town

After lunch, we explored the main street of Dapcha with its old townhouses and temples. Six of us, enjoyed walking together, and taking photos of the beautiful, historic surroundings.

Dapcha, a charming Newar town near the Namobuddha shrine, showcases Nepal’s traditional architecture, untouched by modern changes. Unlike other towns, its 40-45 ancient brick and wood houses have survived modernization and earthquakes but need care. With stunning mountain views, rich culture, and historic temples, Dapcha is ideal for tourism. By restoring its houses, adding amenities, and promoting its beauty, it can attract visitors like Bandipur. Collaboration between locals, conservationists, and tourism experts can preserve its heritage and create new opportunities for the community.

Nowadays, hikers, cyclists, and explorers visit Dapcha, bringing increased activity to the area.