Surya Kumar’s knees were recently operated on, which confined him in his room. However, one morning, he decided to take a walk.

As a host, I was supposed to guide my guests through the city, take them to places they had only read about—and recommend foods that would appeal to their taste buds.

‘The Namesake’ by Jhumpa Lahiri explores the intersection of Indian and American cultures.

Whenever Raju thought about the cherished moments, his awareness slowly drifted to the derelict village of Ghachok, where his wife toiled to pursue their dreams.

Shiva Prasad was happy to see his friend climb the ladder of success, but the feeling of inferiority consumed him.

Sitting cross-legged on the grass and holding each other’s hands, both Raju and Rukmini lost track of time.

Rukmini had everything Raju wished to achieve in his life. He had the family she always wanted.

Rukmini was going through a rough patch until, one day, a stocky man stepped onto her pavement, searching for a job to keep his life going in the city of riches.

Raju, hailing from the countryside, had no prior acquaintances in the city until he befriended a resourceful fruit vendor.

As Sakuntala lay on her bed, she found herself reflecting on her life and questioning her purpose.

After spending years abroad, Anup returns to Nepal and finds himself caught between his mother’s desire for him to marry and his father’s unexpected political ambitions.

Sometimes I wonder: Would this day have been any different if I had confessed my feelings for you?

Every day, my feet dragged my body to Lakeside to find stories and interesting characters that might spice up my writing.

‘Any luck, Bire dai?’ the young boy shrieked at the top of his voice and sank into the muddy patch by the lake.

Every evening, people gather around Barahi Ghat in Pokhara to catch a glimpse of the sacred aarati.