Time to leave - bidding farewell
Last days as a school-er I walk ignoring an eye contact with a boy I punched last month. My good class mate leaves his bench removing his head from the sunlight as I walk in. “290 million students drop from universities & colleges due to corona virus” “Miss World Singh arrives Nepal with request of Minister of Tourism…” “Syrian government kills 15 people – 1 child; other injured in a Russian airstrike” The national no. 1 selling newspaper features these headlines along with an aspiring Nepali model because it’s Friday, TGIF – the newspaper says, where all other features are miserable except for the celebrities posing at the pub. This is when I’ll be stepping my first steps out of my comfort zone, my first second-home. As I grab the newspaper and take my seat, I hear an English -Nepali- teacher faking accent to learn it. Kids are asking me to hurry as they’re eager to check their horoscope for the day, the librarian is trying hard to calm the students in the room willing to avoid no...