I handed the cup of black tea to dai. He clapped his hands twice to get rid of the dust sticking in the deep crevasses of his palms. That did not stop his mud-covered hands from becoming any cleaner. "Dai, do you work just here or somewhere else too?" I asked out of curiosity. Dai … Continue reading Hot Tea, Cold Night
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The MF Word
I was walking with my friend Madan. We had just had dinner at a chamena and after a filled stomach and an hour worth of walk, we were returning back home. Madan was staying with me for the night. We were talking about Nepal and where it was going, and the incompleteness of the conversation … Continue reading The MF Word
Nabigreko Keti | The Un-spoilt Girl
I sat down on the plastic chair. The plastic table in front of me was layered by a flower-patterned plastic sheet. It looked worn out. If plastic had life, it would probably have been dead. Nevertheless, it held an ancient charm to it. People often find old houses and old cars charming. Can't old plastic … Continue reading Nabigreko Keti | The Un-spoilt Girl
100 Rupees Chowmein
I stopped my bicycle next to the shop. Some might characterize this particular shop as a khaja ghar, others might call it a bhatti. The definition often changes paralleling the time of the day - khaja ghar during the day and bhatti during the night. Given the time of the day I had found myself … Continue reading 100 Rupees Chowmein
The Patan Rooftop
Recommended audio track to accompany the reading: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bjru81b3ExQAlternate track: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoJiN2PVZ6g We met Sachet on a rooftop at Patan. I had not seen him for six years, although it felt way shorter than that. I was not a particularly big fan of Sachet. He had his way of wooing people but for me his performance of … Continue reading The Patan Rooftop
Wai wai and the Kirana Pasal
Being inside my room all the time has made me tired. It's not that I don't like this place, I absolutely do. But because everything has been shut down, I do not quite know what to do outside. There probably were things to do, there always are. I could go on a walk, maybe ride … Continue reading Wai wai and the Kirana Pasal
