Miscellaneous

Remembering a rock called Miss Hawley

It was the day of Bhai Tika. He could not hope to rush things like he desired. What he did desire was to dash to Durbar Marg, where he would be interviewing for a job. But that was not happening. His sisters fussed over the procedure. Over the special meal. Over the garlands and the lights. And he got delayed. Remembering a rock called Miss Hawley
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Prateebha Tuladhar
Published at : February 3, 2018
Updated at : February 3, 2018 18:35

Prateebha Tuladhar

Tuladhar has worked as a journalist for over a decade, with affiliations to Kantipur TV and German Press Agency.


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