Briskly sun entangles the whim of my curls I contemplate as I see the far away shrub; Floating with air, green leaves yet the blotches on its branches Whims of
My mind takes me down The winding mountain paths The roads that link my memories to you Valleys shrouded in the morning mist Seem ethereal.. almost dreamlike The past flashes
Every time someone talks about love, I get so furious towards some great personalities like Khadga Sumsher who built Rani Mahal, Shehenshah who built one of the Seven Wonders of
“As a little kid whenever I used to pass through Koshi Barrage, I held few coins in my hand closed my eyes and made a wish and threw those coins
Dear love, I want to write you down. But this is not something I would do for appreciation or an ordinary letter I’d write to get your attention. Just like
I can’t quite precisely tell if I’m over you now. I still stalk your social media profiles. I still blush when I pass by the road where You confessed your
When I’m gone, Don’t grieve and cry for me as you sit behind my grave, Instead, let my love taste like blood in your mouth and let that be your
Here in the Terai cafe, we are literally tipsy! Menu is equipped of strong beers /Spicy stuffs and conversations are scattered, one of my childhood friend “Bijju” came back from
Dear Ex, I still remember you, sometimes! For the first time I met you, an anonymous force created love gravity. Relation string was discomposed but still some leftovers of that
Sweaters as we call it, are one of the most reliable companions sharing warmth in the winters. Only a few of us might not have worn hand knitted sweaters in