As the waves touched my feet, rose to my shins, and then retreated into the ocean, I was reminded of a time several years ago.

Christo was exhilarated by the thought of being considered eccentric. He had come to Nepal to experience and observe, not to seek comfort.

I reached out, and in a breath, I was transported to another place of existence entirely, a realm far beyond the mundane purgatory of the Tribhuvan International Airport.

As the night unfolds, I discover more about Maya. She shares her adventures, her aspirations to defy societal norms, and embracing life to the fullest.

When Aarohi emerged from her shell and wrote a story about a monkey, she wasn’t just a storyteller; she was a conqueror of her doubts and fears.

The doors open in a blur and a pair of strong hands pull me inside. A big man pulls a black cloth bag on my head and then punches me.

Nita, a so-called good girl, was my parents’ favourite. They often compared us but I didn’t like her.

Every time people pose a question concerning my career, my mind swirls and I dip into the abyss of cynicism.

The sight of him holding the beige paper hit a nerve somewhere in me.

With a baby on the horizon and a foreign land as her new reality, Kamana faced the daunting question of her place in this brave new world.

After the moving out of his children, Nhuchhe Man spends his old age on the sixth floor of his house, caring for his ailing wife, Motimaya.

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

There’s a hint of blueness in the sky that reminds me of her. The street is crowded and I look for her face in the crowd—hoping she would emerge like spring emerges as winter dies away.

Karna couldn’t bring himself to fully resent his alcoholic father, because, at his core, he understood.

When the supervisor walked in, students would hide their notes and pretend to be good examinees. Sanumaya couldn’t believe the absurdity.

Travelling was an act of freedom on the motorcycle. Sometimes, I felt buwa enjoyed the solitude.

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.

I run to my best friend Sai's house, hoping he will sense my presence or at least my spirit. It turns out he already graduated from school and moved out of town.

Suk Bahadur was deprived of education as his family could not afford school. So, when he grew up, he ensured no other child in the area would go through the same thing.

Everyone expected Hari to pursue a career in medicine or a similar field, but his true passion was to establish a bookstore.