My world, small and happy.

                   After an exhausting week at college, I was making a to-do-list for the weekend. Room cleaning always comes first in my list because I always get a reminder from Papa to get it cleaned up so I always keep Saturday morning hours as a “DO NOT DISTURB , MY ROOM IS UNDER CLEAN-UP”. After sending good morning snaps and checking news feed, I was listening to upbeat music to get positive and happy energy and got ready with the cleaning essentials.                      While keeping the books in order from my messy study table into the book rack, I got my eye on a dusty box which was lying in a corner of that rack. With curiosity, I opened the box. There were few badges which I collected since middle school; badges for being both selected and elected as the monitor of my class. I gently wiped away the dust fr...

“No, no, no, this is not happening.” “Please, no.” It’s back, her anxiety. Her body started shivering, but her hand felt numb. With her hands on her head, she lowered down her ponytail. She was there, in that corner of her room, where she used to sit every time when her emotions rushed back and forth like a pendulum. She chose to be in that corner of her room because, it felt cold, dry and empty. That is what is needed. Her face turned pale. Everything went off, the colors of her life and the lights in her room. She chose darkness. The colors? Yes, she defines her life in terms of colors. Her life turned grey; detached from everyone, tired from everything, living with misery and emptiness. No matter what, she tries to stay calm and is holding on tight. Again, she got a nervous breakdown. That feeling was uncontrollable. It was suffocating. Tears rolled down her face, she was so drenched in her own thoughts, and all she could do was isolate her till midnight.  All...

“Don’t cry, I’m right here with you.” When he couldn’t sleep or when he was hungry or when he did potty, she used to know it very well and quick. It was during breast-feeding time when he used to knowingly shout on top of his voice as he didn’t want to leave her comfortable and warm lap, may it be during freezing winter mornings or windy evenings. With her warm smile, she used to pamper him. Then it used to diaper change time, she used cotton cloth to avoid rashes in his soft and sensitive skin. Again, at that very instant, my mom used to sing songs and make funny faces so that he could cope up in the same way while he was wrapped around her arms. I still remember how much I pleaded to have my own brother when I was a third grader. By few months I could see a bump in my mum’s tummy. As I learnt sex education at school I had no curiosity about mum’s tummy or how it happened; neither could my parents give me fantasizing answers as I could already tell from her symptoms on pregna...

After your everyday’s schedule, you must be really tired and bored of your life, aren’t you? Maybe it is because you are so much occupied with assignments and project work you hardly have time to think about things you love. Or, it may be because of something that is missing in your life, which you fail to discover yourself and end up living a boring life, or a day which was hectic, stressing and just uncomfortable for you. At the end of the day, you’re laying down on the couch making yourself comfortable, sighing, for surviving the day against everything. You must either be exhausted or disappointed on yourself. Or if I am wrong then it must be explosion of thoughts and feelings which left you numb. It’s just not tolerable by you, but you’re still holding into it as long as you can. Well, if it is killing you every day you must let it go, or, if you think it would be worth tolerating then go for it. Life is already complicated for you, it’s better not to make it even complicated...

                     Seasonal flowers of yellow, orange, white, purple, prettily lined up in rows at the rooftop. Dark and cold mornings but pretty hot evenings, full sweater and long stockings for uniform, and hot water bottle.This is exactly how i thought about fall. All our lady party in the house generously started preparing for the festival of lights, shopping for the five-day long festival. Before few weeks and after Dashain, I observed the newly brought flowers which was little bud just ready to turn into pretty flowers. All the flowers used to get plucked for many purposes like decorating the house and making garlands. The kid party used to be under strict command; not to spoil the flowers while playing around.                         After few months in Germany, during fall, I used to remember celebrating Ti...

“Rapacha.”            She came running towards the entrance gate of the venue. It was our relatives birthday party. I took my cousin sister, Naima along with me as I was staying over her house from the past few days.            As soon as we saw each other, we made one of those excited scream, hugging each other. Before few days my cousin showed up at my college, where I introduced her with Toshila, another cousin sister. I was happy to see three of us together on the party that evening, it was indeed a hectic week with tests and exams coming near and the entire struggle at college. I must say, it was like escaping life from fear, stress, and every bad thing that was happening. I still remember searching for you at college after seeing the student’s name list. I was not sure if we were cousins but I was excited to have someone from same cultural background. And later, I came to ...