Stories By 'Abha Dhital'

Love lost

Abha Dhital, Sep 17 2017

When they first met, Kali was unsure about the friendship. She was scared and, probably, also scarred. She jumped on her feet to sneak away with her tail between her legs, when a scooter parked right in front of her.
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It had been exactly 12 days, since Rami started waking up to the not-so-pleasant voices of her elderly neighbours.
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It was only last month. My father poured himself a drink and gave it a sniff as if to ensure what was going inside his gut was as good as what was pouring out from his heart.
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Wasabi

Abha Dhital, Jul 02 2017

One...two...three…four​It always hit her like wasabi. When and once she felt it, she could not even begin to control the chain of reactions that followed.
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I am lying down on a small 5x1 ft black couch in a hospital cabin. I have made a pillow out of a blanket and placed it in a position from where I can see my Bajai. I need to stay alert all night so that I know when she needs something.
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If you find yourself in and around the Patan Durbar Square, you are likely to find a couple of three-wheelers that immediately stand out. Difficult to categorise as tempo or rickshaw, pedi cabs are misfit of sorts.
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