Half an hour

This morning, after she left, when I was puffing same brand, I went through some sort of feelings that I usually experience. Yesterday I was trying to write about same thing but could not do.

People there were roaming here and there with their own sort of walks and styles. HUNKY FUNKY guys and CHINKY PINKY galz in the college uniforms fluttering with eachother, middles aged leisurely men in their group sitting on the ground and criticizing many of the official behaviours, household affairs to political issues,

My country, My pride!!

These days people ask,” Why is Nepal like this?” Nobody knows the answer. Where are we heading? What is our goal and where’s our future? What is our mission? These days we are living breathing smokes of these burning tyres.