July 14th, 2005 has been erased from my memory. Sometimes I wonder if I ever lived through that day. I walked out of the American Consular’s office, chest bursting with joy. The rest of that day has been lost in the blissful abyss of that moment. I try and remember why I was so happy … Continue reading
well this is a small story i wrote when i was in high school…sitting beside a window and seeing the world pass by…the story just came to me… The minute hand overlapped the hour hand and Ding Dong; the old clock reminded me the arrival of midnight. I was still awake, and memories were sweeping … Continue reading
By: Abishek N Rayamajhi well this is a small story i wrote when i was in high school…sitting beside a window and seeing the world pass by…the story just came to me… The minute hand overlapped the hour hand and Ding Dong; the old clock reminded me the arrival of midnight. I was still awake, … Continue reading
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