An unpretty day

An unpretty day I wasn’t always fluent in English like this. English is my second language. When I was small, I remember my English teacher in my first school taught me one line “May I speak in Nepali?" And that’s it. I ha…

A deep silence

A deep silence   It was around 10 PM on a cold winter evening late at night. I was packing my books, my belongings and was about to head to the bedroom. I was thinking to myself.  I was planning that  I would finish this much t…

A sweet memento

A sweet memento I was a silent child growing up. As I recall, I have spent most of the time of my childhood observing the world and immersing myself in it, without speaking much. Everything felt fascinating to me during those day…

Becoming your own person

Becoming your own person   “What kind of person are you?” “Well. I don’t know. Will you give me some time to process?.….(1 hour later) Let me think..(1 day later) What kind of person am I? (1 year later) Let me think. Who…

Cottage

Cottage It wasn’t amid the woods Like you see in the tales Where you see smokes Coming out of chimneys It wasn’t that But as cozy as that I can tell you It wasn’t on the top of the mountains either Where the cool wind blows a l…