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I think I should move to writing something light, something fun and something that would make you laugh. True that?

It has been a long time; too long as usual. The mood is sombre and the veil has lifted to reveal the true nature of your stock. Reveal? Reveal what, you might ask? For the truth was always there for you and me to see, for the both of us to think and understand. But there was no space for thee or three.

Space? I look around the airport and wonder.
What a country, what lands; everywhere I see there is flat land, stretching right upto the horizon. Unlike kathmandu, where everything is squeezed inside those hills; even dreams, pushing and shoving to find their space among the teeming imaginations and machinations of those few who claim to have better matter; grey or white.

It does not matter anyhow, does it? So young and energetic, and who would have thought? Not me, I was never the imaginative type; give me a white canvas and the most I would come up with would be a picture of the hills and the river and crudely drawn mountains with the 'appropriate' flag on it. But he was different, unassuming but he dazzled you if you were lucky enough to offend him.

Offend? Such a casual word, and a silly one at that. Speech, sound, simulation, visuals; your morality is offended by all and sundry; much like the sick old man with the cold. Nothing cures it? Not even those traditional herbs? Take it easy macha!

Macha, what are you going on about? Perhaps you really should write something funny. This one is not quite working out.

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Phew!