It is my trust, my principles and the discipline that allows me to like dance. I believe in love, like the sun is covered. When I chance to think about dancing and singing, I think we can't accept the dance in a meaningless way. We can't uplift ourselves beyond the definition of love and dance. To feel loved in dance, belief towards our self could find destination and that is our dance.

By Kamala Sarup 

Now my uncle is murdered by Maoists. My uncle was taken advantage of by the murderous political system. So his death was grievous enough. I'm standing next to his dead body with a pain-filled spirit. He was a great poet. Many people in my family used to tell me that when they met me. As a result, I read most of his poems. Moreover, he used to provide me for my reading of all his poems published himself. How happy he was the day that one of his poems got out.

By Kamala Sarup

It's the real story.

"I can't be proud unless I'm fortunate enough to marry your friend." My colleague Bikal spoke, kindling a cigarette while he was sitting by the balcony one night. "You're in Kathmandu." Is she going to protect her youth for you here in the village? "I smiled at him and told him."

It's the real story. 

Navin left the house. He put on his shoes and hit the street in a hurry. He didn't tell his wife, he was leaving. In the last seven years, he used to go out after breakfast and tea. He always did that after work. Today, however, he rushed out when his wife was busy making tea in the kitchen.