Clicketty Clack. The clock struck one. That was the moment Belun won the election. **** Two and a half weeks ago "What will Belun do?" my grandmother had asked me. "Belun will bring you briddabhatta," I replied. I was not lying. It was in his manifesto. "Will he win?" she asked. "I don't want my … Continue reading The Victory of Belun
Author: Ishan Mainali
The Ward Chairperson
One cannot deny the calm that the pre-monsoon rain brings after the scorching heat of the Kathmandu summer. I was writing a few emails from Patan. My friend Jugal was coding for his job. The time demanded our hungry stomachs for lunch and the mood insisted on traversing to 3G Honacha - a Newa eatery. … Continue reading The Ward Chairperson
Icy do you see
She dug her teaspoon into the chocolate flavored ice-cream, carved out the delicacy to get it halfway across her spoon, and snuggled it inside her mouth. I liked her strategy - relishing the treat slowly but steadily, and decided to do the same with my lump of blackcurrant ice-cream. We had been staying silent for … Continue reading Icy do you see
Quakes
The daily bout of disillusionment did not leave me this morning either. Ever since I had come back to Nepal from the American ivory tower - one that was deemed a little Ivy - I felt a constant turmoil drown me from within. Behind the distant walls of the tower, walls which were constructed in … Continue reading Quakes
Happy Topi Diwas
It was only a few years before he was born that the royal family had been massacred. When he went through what the history section of the social studies book told, he realized that this was not an isolated event. Throughout the country's past, kings and queens had been murdered, often by people who were … Continue reading Happy Topi Diwas
चमकन्न दिनको अनेकौ तारा
एक लट स्वात्त गयो। म चिलमा बसिराको थिए। अर्को लट स्वात्त गयो। अरे के भयो यो अनौठो? "त पनि एक हान् न त स्वात्त," उसले भन्यो। हान्दिम्ला भनेर सोचिराको थिए तर एक्कासी टाउको रनन रन्किन थाल्यो। आकाश त तेही नै थियो टाउको माथि। आखिर के नै भको थियो र? चराहरु नि चिर्बिर गरिरहेकै थिए। तर … Continue reading चमकन्न दिनको अनेकौ तारा
Hare Krishmas
The year is 2100. Kathmandu's symbolic order has finally collapsed. It took more than a century and a half for the citizens of this city to get rid of their obsession for cars. The year was 2050 when I got an opportunity to talk with a car. After the ban on the vehicle during rush … Continue reading Hare Krishmas
Saix Rogi Miley Sukrabaar
The walk had become arduous. The scorching heat was not helping either. He was in a desperate need of some sort of physical and mental assuage; a relief from all the pain and sleepless nights. He would have missed the advertisement had the cow not mooed. The holy cow did what it had to do, … Continue reading Saix Rogi Miley Sukrabaar
Lucid Philosophy
I rolled sideways on my bed which caused me to fall into a deep void. It was like Alice falling inside the rabbit hole. I do not exactly recall how long the journey was but it was definitely between an hour or two. On the way down, I met Bansahari Acharya. I was falling down … Continue reading Lucid Philosophy
Almost Winter
Winter was approaching. The trees had started to shed off their leaves. "When will I leave my skin behind?" she wondered. There she was, on the corner seat of the classroom, away from everyone. Her desk was adorned by the engravings made by a key that she had randomly found below her desk. Maybe it … Continue reading Almost Winter