Anne,

Thank you, but this merely was a bleak effort as a result of my mood swing which was perhaps triggered by that saccharine sweet brownie I had eaten for lunch.  Also, speak of yourself, when it comes to crafting a story with great brevity and flow, I am yet to come across someone other than you and very few others who have mastered it so well. My writings are raw, unedited, unburnished and are based on my fitful tempo.  I have told this to you before, I wish I could write like you someday.

Karnali,

No matter how much we rant about civilization and sex awareness in Nepal, one still gets an eyeful when he buys condoms at a local pharmacy. Sex is, and will always be a forbidden subject in Nepal, despite enormous curiosity. As a matter of fact, I know there is this individual from Nepal who lives in Tennessee who purchases condoms online so he wouldn’t have to be embarrassed coming across a ‘smiling’ cashier in Walgreens who knows what he exactly is upto.

Freedom,

I had been writing for sometime, but frivolously, and looking at how less I have advanced as a writer over the years, I shall never be able to write a novel. I lack patience, and that is a major flaw, and I am not, by any cost a worldly writer by any means. Actually I am surprised that my stories somehow garner attention in sajha, which I never thought would have happened.

Haha, now modesty aside, yes, Dimple does seem to have showed her breasts in that movie – damn censor board, only if I knew at that time. Also, the reason I mentioned ‘mother’ in my last episode was not because she was in the house, but mothers usually spend more time in their frontyards during evening, and I expected her to see ‘that thing’ on the grass whenever she arrived from Nagarkot. Sorry about the confusion.

Serial, Halo, 3a3 and Old Jeans,

I am glad you guys found it funny. I am obliged.

Funtush,
I paused briefly and smiled on that "खै के के देखेछन कुनी पछि मलाई हातको इशाराले फोन नुम्बर मागेका थिए". Now if you just thought they wanted your number only to speak to you, you might have have missed out on one of the greatest fun you could've ever had. :)

Freedom,
I have often wondered why I would write when I couldn't make my writing any better. Part of me says I write and post in sajha because I need some encouragment and part of me says I write because I just need to escape from the monotony at work. And I actually do write at work, in fact all my postings except one, has been written at work. I write when there aren't any meetings or if I am not occupied. That makes me a very flippant writer who hasn't done all his homework and writes as a result of his mood swings. However, I'd like to believe that I do possess some sort of imaginative brilliance (not trying to be cocky, just stating the fact) and create a story and write it in less than two hours. So maybe I am not a writer at all, maybe I am just an imaginator or a person who is merely observant.

Sukucha,
Thank you very much for your kind words my friend.

Juggy,
I have always prefered to write a lighthearted, giddy and a little humorous common man's story than write a grand epic or a moribund tearjerker. My subject matters hover around my friend and families because my childhood and teenage days were worth reminiscing, more so than my young adulthood. And maybe I am trying to live that youth through my stories, the ones I had never appreciated the joys of.

Speaking of SB, I frequent it whenever I have time. However,  despite being amicable with all, I have been lambasted by two female visitors over nothing. And when I say 'nothing' I mean absolutely nothing. I didn't talk to them, I didn't know them, heck I didn't even know their existence. Yet I was villified, so that was a little disconcerting. After that I go there only when time permits. Nothing beats the joy of talking to Neo, Thuldai, DMG, welcu, prankie, dhwase and others. So, unlike you had mentioned earlier in one of my stories, I do not think anyone is gonna buy pizza for me anymore. :)