My World

What is heaven to you? To me: it is curling up in bed, while it is raining outside with a cup of hot chocolate and a book to keep me company. I was a shy girl in my younger days, perhaps that was the reason that I found an acquaintance in books. The magical world of books, where you connect with the characters so much that you feel you are part of the story; where you lose yourself in the book so much that you feel hollow when you finish it. I have always preferred the books over the movies and any fellow reader would agree. My fellow readers can also relate when I say that when you get deeply connected with the story, you somehow want to end it and not end it. I do not know how many books I have read till date. It makes no sense to keep count either. I still remember the day my sister and I realized that Awon library at Kupondole moved. It was a heart wrenching day for us. We would spend hours at that library, fiddling about the different aisles of books, cozy in a cor

No, this has got nothing to do with the movie “Frozen”, or then again, maybe it does. If you have watched the series “How I met your Mother”, you will know the scene I am about to refer to. “You may think your only choices are to swallow your anger or throw it in someone's face, but there's a third option: You can just let it go, and only when you do that, is it really gone.” When you hold a grudge against someone for whatever reason, is it going to matter to the concerned person? Not as much as it will matter to you. We have heard numerous instances of families breaking apart, couples separation, siblings turned into rivals or friends not talking to each other for years. And what is the outcome? Heavy hearts with unsaid things that will turn into regret someday. The thing is, holding a grudge against someone is very easy; perhaps the easiest thing there is. What is difficult is letting it go. Being hurt by someone, particularly someone you love and trust, c

Dear You, I don’t have a list of how you should look or how you should be because, I realized long ago that keeping such a list is frankly, unrealistic and I have no such list to check off things from. I do have a list though: of the places we could visit together, of the things we could do together, of the memories we can make together. I do hope we are compatible; I hope you are someone who can tolerate my childishness, my shenanigans and all of me. Get ready for: A million questions   Uncontrollable laughter   My appetite Musical outbursts  Painstakingly slow storytelling   Random dancing Deep Talks Walks in the rain Useless arguments It’s funny to think we don’t even know each other yet and you’re probably in some part of the county thinking about some other thing.  One day our paths will cross but as of now, we still remain strangers. I wait for that day patiently. And one more thing, I do not need Valentine’s Day to make you feel special, I ha

“I love food and I love eating”: there I said it! Some people eat to live and some people live to eat. I am affirmative I belong to the latter group. I am sure many of you can agree with me. I think about food more than I can be proud of. And of you course, if you are like me, you too would like to hunt down new places to eat every now and then. It has not been that long since the trend of eating out started in the valley. The number of restaurants has drastically increased in the past 10 years. I read once, that even if you visit one restaurant every day in New York, it would take you 51 years to eat at every restaurant in the city. I cannot say that the Kathmandu Valley will not soon come to the same state. Besides foreign chains like KFC, Pizza Hut, Keventers Milkshake and others coming to town, there are a lot of local restaurants and Nepali restaurants that have risen on their own. This is of course, is great news for a foodie like me. I cannot tell how many times I