It looks like, I will have to answer SNDY anyhow, then, I might as well thank everyone.

Let me welcome my new friends first:

Chana_tarkaari – Thank you and welcome.

Kevin Ekstrom – Welcome and thank you for your kind comments. I myself don’t understand the part you didn’t. That’s why I said I have a mixed feeling about my own story. I wish that part was fiction so that I could say ‘sorry I screwed up’, but it’s not.

Maverick – I hope you will read it one day.

Oho – I think I have seen your name once before, but don’t remember thanking you. I felt you really took time to read the story. Thank you so much for pigeonholing the genre. You said nothing about the flow. Isn’t that the most important aspect?

Virtual_Reality – Thank you for your comments on this story and the one before. Thank you even more for not being depressed. I will look for your name in the future.

Let me answer some technical questions second:

Rathobhaley,

The ball making a thud sound on the ceiling:
Either,
Gopal and Nirmala did not hear it, because we don’t know how hard it hit the ceiling. I have used the word ‘tossed’.
Or,
They heard it, but they knew Arjun did that all the time when he was bored. Bear in mind, I (as a writer) was in Arjun’s room at that time.

The ball hitting the wall:
It happened only once. The picture fell on top of Arjun’s uniform. I assume it did not make any sound. Actually I thought about those two things when I wrote it.

Lesbian scene:
What can I say? It is impossible to have that experience when you are born a man. I owe my entire understanding of that subject matter to late night Cinemax movies. That’s how it works in Cinemax (well, except, nobody says no in those movies). Unlike my stories, those stories always have happy endings.

I think you are a really good storyteller. You have the most important attribute: you are twisted. Why not spend some serious time and write more often?

Khusi,
My writing is nothing without your comments. I really appreciate it. I always look for your name here. Thank you.

Gahugoro,
Thank you for reading and for a very honest opinion. What happened to your pictures? Don’t see them anymore here.

Tyra,
Thank you so much. You always take some time to read me (no matter how long I write). I appreciate that.

Uptowngal,
Can I say ditto on what I said to Tyra. BTW, do you know you lead everyone in Sajha in number of posts? I already read the unedited version, there is no difference.

Cerine,
Thank you as always. I think you hit it the nail on the head with your comment about Arjun being not normal. That is what I think it is. But, is it?

Dissident,
The life as a Maoist is anything but commonplace, don’t you agree? Thank you for dropping to jot a few good words.

Nepalonmymind/foolsparadise,
I love talking to you guys. I really really do. You guys read me more seriously than I read myself. Thank you for the ‘morsels’ correction (nepalonmymind). You are right as always. ‘Chulo’, I don’t agree with, because I was describing a house of a police constable I visited a long time ago. Constable is the second lowest rank in the Nepal Armed Police. There are five layers between a constable and an inspector.

Does every story have to be about character study? Is writing all about how the ending is connected to the beginning? Or, is it also about how it is told? If there is no logical acquittal of a self-contained character in the end, does that mean a story is flawed? If one character is not developed for a potboiler purpose, does that mean the story is not told the way it should be? Does writing always have to conventional? I swear I have no answers to any of these questions. You both know about literature a lot more than I do.

Should a storyteller always know the most? Or, a storyteller should always know how to tell the story the best? Your answers will be better than mine. I am only a storyteller, but you guys have the intuition to judge me.

For me writing is as simple as this (read the sentence below):

“Like a fist of a frustrated mother running after her four-year-old, Nirmala’s thumb, instead of being on the top, hid beneath her clenched fingers.”

When you read that sentence, if you subconsciously did not make a fist with your ‘budhi aulaa’ beneath your other fingers, I failed. You don’t have to go as far as doing psychoanalysis on Arjun.

BTW, you guys never thanked me. I wrote this story for two of you. NO WOMEN ANTAGONISTS HERE. DID YOU NOT SEE THAT?

I am fond of you guys as much as a happily married heterosexual male can be fond of his online male and female friends. Not an iota less.

Sndy,
No you don’t know me. I keep a very low profile. Almost nobody knows me. And those who know me know me as: “Eh tyo sum_off vanyaa tyo party harumaa chupchaap laagera sabailaai watch garera basne chaahi hoina? Ke ho tyo murdaar ko problem?”

You have pampered me so much with your nice comments, even when you raise a valid question, I get nervous. I must know your hubby too then (Am I confusing you too much?)

Occult,
Your presence here itself means a lot. I thought you abandoned me. Welcome back and I appreciate you coming back. Thank you.

Rythm,
How and when do we know when a person says: “I am not normal” is an abnormal statement? If a person is extremely obsessive, is he naturally sick? Won’t his sickness lead him to be devilish?

Don’t we all, as the highest mammal, sound subnormal when we claim: “I know what your problem is.” ???

You need to write more.

Captain Haddock,
This should tell you how much I wanted to thank you, I have written a limerick-like poem for you.

To read you articulate the words, my ego opens bleeding
You do stick to your reasons, unlike Larry Craig’s pleading
Oh dear friend, trust me you, I will not delete this thread
My wife has piled loads of bills, this week for me to shred
You convey I am good, make me baffled like a Blaine trick
But read rohitgrg’s comments, he thinks I am a vain prick
Of all men, women, and those in between, of entire Sajha
If it were just up to me, I sure would anoint you the Raaja
I say sorry for my narrative, that it felt a little dang shady
I have not seen her in a while, where is our Tamang lady?


***Now c’mon you know who Blaine is (David Blaine kya, tyo nautanki jaadugar from NY).

This is the first time I ever wrote a limerick for a man. I feel so … (not that there is anything wrong with that). Someone give me a rifle, I need to go hunting and kill some innocent animals (my man-ism is in jeopardy).

Thank you Captain, always a pleasure. I know you wanted to start a stimulating debate. But it does not work here in Sajha that way. If you wanted to start an intelligent debate, you should have just said: “Sum_off is baahun, he should be banned from Sajha.” But am I baahun? I think not.

IMI,
Where is the coffee that you promised me a long time ago? Are you still at Tysons II? The new movie theater there rocks. What a sound!!!

LooteBhai,
Coming from a fellow writer, I take that as a compliment. Keep on writing. When you reach my age, you will be 10 times better than I fare now.

The kind Cleopatra,
You just know what to say and how to say it. You are a queen indeed. Thank you for the qualifier. Am I deserving? My version of the answer is no. But I will take compliments even if it is wrapped in an 85-year-old man’s diaper.

YACC,
Always a pleasure. Thanks.

Freak_Alien,
Yeah I was wondering where you were. I did not see your name and I thought you were on vacation or something. The West Coast is full of vacation spots.

SunnyDev/Timetraveller/Samsara,
I know you are not here yet, but you will read this in your free time. Thank you for reading (in the future).

I think I outstayed your reception in this thread. Sum_off, out.

(Comments are unedited, apologies in advance for the inevitable typos.)

Edited to incorporate Ratobhaley's observation. Limerick is not a proper word. I did not even know the exact meaning of a limerick until two minutes ago. I thought any humorous lines that rhyem would qualify ...