Another epitome of Lekhak's candid yet poignant tale which we can all relate to! reminded me a lot of joyce's araby somehow. Let your eclectic stories flow! As for my "strings" to the past...these days all i murmur is "samaye le manis lai kaha kaha puryaucha". Among the kites, my favourite was "dariwal" the first kite i ever flew and it was like a miracle and the "black nuk" my maami bought for me from Asan during those dashain holidays. Those "wonder years" :)