Stories By 'Tushar Subedi'
It was back in the summer of 1990. The classes were over for the day, but I was still in the classroom. There was a big chart hanging on the wall which illustrated the life cycle of a butterfly.
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Fireflies remind me of her. We had been laying there for a while under the shade of a maple tree. The grasses were thin and translucent, glowing in the sunlight.
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Gifts

Tushar Subedi, Oct 15 2017

White clouds had blanketed the mountain peaks spread across the horizon when they reached the top. I heard them complaining, “Where are the damn mountains? Did we just climb all the way up here for nothing?”
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