Stories By 'Tushar Subedi'
One day, back in 1990, I lost my mother to stroke. One of my relatives had come to get me during the lunch hour at school. When I reached home, I found my mother’s lifeless body on the floor, draped in a white fabric.
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Why do you think people watch their loved ones sleep? I have my own reasons.
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Hope is like a paper boat. Only currents of water and wind can keep them going. Else, it is just going to sink, sooner or later
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But love transcends all the boundaries, doesn’t it? Boundaries of space and time, life and death, gender and race
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It’s your first day at college. You see a girl and it’s love at the very first sight. You can’t do anything about it.
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A story about a whole lot of things that, at the end of the day, amounts to pretty much nothing at all
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