The Storyteller
Being granted to live in the free land was like a dream come true for the middle-aged couple. They had travelled thousands of miles on foot with their teen children in the hope of a better life. Even the refugee camp where they spend about three weeks on the border of the free republic offered […]
MoreRecently, I thoroughly examined how I had been doing for the past three months. I wasn’t earning better, I hadn’t owned the things I wanted to own, and I wasn’t travelling like I used to travel or celebrating weekends like I used to celebrate; in fact, I was mostly locked inside my house because of […]
MoreLast night I had an hour-long chat with an old friend of mine – an illustrator from one of the worst COVID-19 hit places on earth right now. He also happens to be one of the most optimistic people I know, not because he is optimistic towards everything he sees, but because he is always […]
MorePhoto by Holly Mindrup on Unsplash Winter of 1994, Kathmandu “You lost everything, old man. The people who taught you to fight for your rights have now disappeared. They have leveled up their status, and would not come back to help you. Now you don’t even have a son left to look after you at this age.” “You […]
MoreShe had found an interesting career to look forward to – in her late sixty’s. The young man, who had rescued her, had arranged it all for her. She started selling fruits in the sidewalk along with around one hundred other vendors who were there with different stuffs. Though irritated in the beginning, she […]
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