Inspired by few awesome pieces, & a sudden surge; a random thoughts in oblivion; I decided to form in words. I hope you guys like it; but am open to critisim, constructive if you'd please.

It may be the only piece or perhaps few mores will follow. I doubt it'll find it's way to the end. But then again, the most difficult & thus important thing is to start; where it ends is entirely another matter. Also it could be something different from my everyday obsequiousness/sycophancy; albeit with/for fun. So why not? Consider it as fiction or fact, it remains a reminiscence, a leaf out of my past. As it feels, my imaginary past.

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I was visiting that city after quite some time. I don't know why that place always felt like home away from home. Hundreds of miles away, without anyone to answer to, free to do, act and explore what we see/feel & be ourselves unlike incognito picture we often have to present of ourselves, for the fear of rejection, failure, or simply because we feel disguise is the wise thing to do.

I felt like I know those people, that city. That was not just any other place, but the one where I understood, or so I 'think' a lot about friendship, college, parties, drugs, people, and life & yes?love. Sad as it may be, it taught me, with time, like everything else, love dies. And I am so happy it does. It taught me, there is nothing more powerful in this world, except time; not even love. Oh! Well, where was I? Yeah that place....& those times.....................

Wow Indi bro...great work...the reminiscences of the past and the thoughts running in present...I would say perfect combination...or Lethal to say in another word...hope to see more of it...am waiting for more..Keep great work going...

राम्रो कामलाई निरन्तरता दिनु होला मेरो हार्दिक शुभकामना
उहि शुभ चिन्तक
निर्माण

Matrix babe memories became X since it ceased to knock in my mind.
"Try as I may, I fail to feel anything remotely agnate. As I realize now, even memories are long dead. They are not alive anymore. Only some torn pages, an erased phrases in my mind, which I try to arrange into verses in my beautiful poignant poetry of love. And I FORCE myself to remember more..... ". I hope it helps.
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That was touching. :( but it cant be called X cause even if once a while you happen to think about it. Hmmm but yes i know what you are trying to say. :)

InDisguise ji, :)

The way you express your memories... very touching.. and I pray for the boy who was mentally challenged too.. I had a cousin like that... she is a teenager.. and there still isn't any cure for her... makes you wanna question why people are that way.. really sad to see.. and you gave him candies and wafers huh? good to see the soft hearted side of you :D....

and what abt.."Sad as it may be, it taught me, with time, like everything else, love dies."... After posting about how love exists and what not on the "flirt" thread.. here I see you say this!! I wonder if we will get to hear more about this.. Makes me feel like I did win in the other thread.. didn't I? Well hope to see more of your postings!!:)

Wah ! Wah!!....like everyone else..i simply loved ur work...Great job!!

"As I realize now, even memories are long dead. They are not alive anymore. Only some torn pages, an erased phrases in my mind,...."

Sooo true....sometimes it is hard to remember memories...really liked how u put ur feelings down in those simple yet vivid words!!!

Mr. Indisguise,
Eagerly waiting for more.
I wonder how this turns out. Going back to the past usually excites drama. I hope this leads to the "happily ever after".

Ohhhhhhhhhh no ...how did i miss this posting by indisguise...poor me !!! I am reading this post for the first time....GRRRRRR (to myself)...he he he ...but anyway it made my day.....reading all episodes together at one time gives a great feeling...i just learnt that...he he he anyway indisguise ji...carry on..very interesting !!!!

I hope it does not confuses anyone. Lekhda lekhdai je samjhana deemag ma ayoo tyai pahila lekhdaichu. Maanilinus Kitab haru paltauda pana haru titaar bitaar bhayechan.

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I don't like the friends you hang out with. They look weird & scary." She would say.
"Comon' now. They are fine." I would say.
"Every time few of your friends come I can smell marijuana and I know they take more than that. Most of them look high or weird." -- She.
(She would over generalize)
"So ? I mean common. I don't even go out much at night after you leave. And sometimes they do. I don?t know. I don?t." -- Me.

Often we used to have small talks like these. She never forced me to quit my friends. And I never gave her ?enough? reason to. Nevertheless, she liked my group (Nepalese).

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I took a deep breath. Rehearsed my line well. And knocked on the door. Not theirs. Mine. I meant my ex- apartment. A guy in late twenties open the door.
I said, "Some of my friends used to stay here from Nepal last year. I thought they still lived here."
He said, "I think they did, but we have been living in this place from past three months. Sorry."
I tried to catch a glimpse inside. I could see they had painted the walls. Gone were those frames, those posters and they had changed the glass in the French window which 'I think' one of us broke. It looked different. Indeed everything has changed. The ghost of our memories no longer lived there.

As I turned back to leave. I could see the stairs that lead up to the rooftop. The door to the rooftop used to be always closed. But we would climb on top. She used to be amazingly flexible. Often we used to sit on that stairs. Talking about everything, and then nothing. For hours. Suddenly I remembered the last time we sat there. Her long silky hair almost hiding her face, with tears flowing and I with my head hung below. Both trying to say something cheerful and encouraging. Alas all I could say was, "everybody deserves a second chance and you know I do". With tears flowing she had said, "You do 'indi', you do."

I guess I never took that second chance or she never gave me one. Having thrown away my first, a second was something she was unwilling to give. Or she did. Or perhaps time had passed us by. I sat exactly where I did then and looked beside me. I could see her. And then I lost. I smiled. I felt a lump building inside my chest. I got up and saw that place for one last time, knowing I would never see that place again. It is weird how strange places have emotional attachment with you. Or maybe I had the 'infamous potion' too much.
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Dhanyebaad Nirman, timro jastai lekh haru padera malai pani yeso lekhnu maan lagya ho. Abu memory bhaneko tyastai ho. My memory was not only blur, as it turns out it was completely covered by layers of joyrides since then. tyaini prayas gardai chu.
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Matrix.. kaha touching... kina touching ;).. chada chada kura nagara na sentimental memories ko majha ma. Anyways, for me, once in a while was perhaps coupla yrs ago. thus, I presume I can safely say X.:) Aba chadau yoo kuroo X fex sex ko. Hai ta.
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"Sooo true....sometimes it is hard to remember memories...really liked how u put ur feelings down in those simple yet vivid words!!! "

--> Dreamz(Zero sunna)... yeuta kura bhanau hai.. la bhani dinchu.. ( copying you) haha.. Ok serious now...
Indeed I realised to my horror that memories pani yeuta daag jastai raicha.. jahile basne jasto tara tha napai ghisrindai haraudai gako. Abt vivid words. Tyo chai yesoo sochyooo biteka kurooo ani sake samma bhitra bata mero emotion ko baksha kholera nikalna khojyo. Koshish ta gareko chu. Hope you would like coming posts as well.( (Less) If and When I write it hai )
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rythm ;)

Asha cha timilai ajai manparne way bata keystrokes hannu sakau.:). Thanku.

Ani mero mutu sachai komal cha ni. Khali tyam tyam ma chai kathor huna (w)bhadye huncha:p. And what do you mean by 'had' a cousin? Don't you still HAVE?

"and what abt.."Sad as it may be, it taught me, with time, like everything else, love dies."... After posting about how love exists and what not on the "flirt" thread.. here I see you say this!! I wonder if we will get to hear more about this.. Makes me feel like I did win in the other thread.. didn't I? Well hope to see more of your postings!!:) "

---->>>>LMAO.. haha as always, hami sandai jeet ra haar herchau. tyaso ta garna bhena ni:p
Alik conphuse bhayo ki timi? Let me explain... Yes love dies, but lover doesn't. LOL. Life would still be beautiful, more colorful. Lover bache love ta katti katti ni ;). Mero dharo samtyeu? ( Catch my diriffttt? bhanchan kyara)
That said, indeed love exist. Seriously. I firmly believe so. Aba lottery ma jastai bhagye ma bhaye paincha. Kunai din samjhamla;). Fursataaa. hehe.
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"I wonder how this turns out. Going back to the past usually excites drama. I hope this leads to the "happily ever after"."


Miss (miss nai hola bhanera ni :p) Janavi,... well my intention was not to create any suspense in the story, but if it did, I would soon let the 'dogs' out. :). You put it best when you said, going back to past usually excites drama. some may want to argue, pain. Think about it. Not me though. hehe.
Regarding happily ever afta'. Lets see.:)
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Ardent.. aba dhilo padne lai paisa lagcha dude. Haha. Ke cha ta sristi sanga. Lass pass. Hosiyaar hai feri. And indeed it feels good to read it at one go. Or atleast coupla episods. I realised that while reading nirman's work.

Aba aru ke bhanau, my apathy towards my past without me myself realizing, is big hindrance for me to fill the barren pages. Herau. Kehi garchu, daru chayera andhakaar ma basera lekhdiu? Yehi weekendaima? LMAO.

In jest,
IndisGuise:)

Not again indi, can i have some of your psycadellic..potion..you're feakin high aren't you

What not again Hushpups? :-O

With regards to my psychedelic potion, it's not for puppies.;). In anycase, I am ignorant of those for years and years now. But if you want other kindda potion, perhaps I can drop by in boston and make you an 'Affaarr' that you can not 'Refuuse' ;). On the second thought, maybe naat.

No am not high, but perhaps shall be drunk tonight. It's been coupla weeks. Hmmmmmmmm

IndisGUise:)

ChiChi laz lagyo bhage ma. ;) Having a magnum icecreme..... caramel flavour damn too sweet. Got it? ;)

Is there an end to this story or your memory lane, IndisGuise?
If there is, then why don't you finish it up during the time you take to reply to all the appreciation of your story?
I don't understand why people write their stories in parts? Just finish it up, god damnit :)

Oh ho! herda herdai, Indi pani writer vai sakechha. Well let me read it first then will drop some comments later...

Heheh InDisguise ji.. forgot to tell you... though I was talking about wnning and losing.. I was still holding hands with you ;).. ani abba love sove ko k kuraa garnu.. tyastai ho hai..eeveryone has thier own views..so lets not get into that... feri yo thread pani will be similar.. and I wouldnt want your special thread to go all argumentative..and away from the real topic.. so aroo padhau na.. pls do post abt ur beautiful memories

Matrix... :-O.
Other than understanding that you are having magnum icecreme..... caramel flavour which is damn sweet, trust meh ;) Maile kehi buje bhaye mari jammm. Duh!

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"Is there an end to this story or your memory lane, IndisGuise?
If there is, then why don't you finish it up during the time you take to reply to all the appreciation of your story?
I don't understand why people write their stories in parts? Just finish it up, god damnit :) "

---> tyaso gali gari dinu ta Bhena ni hurray ji. Hehe. Everything that has a begining has and end bhachannn. Abd yo premise le yo argument ko ke conclusion nikalnu huncha ta? Tara suru kaha bata garne bhanera malai tha chaina thus.. antye aka ending ke huncha maile socheko chuina :). Abu lekhechi tasamla hai ta. Memory lane ta nabhanau sajha ma copyright cha tyasma oys ko esstory nai bhanam hai ta.

Abu appreciation ko acknowledgement ta garnai paryo ni. Feri hamle lekhya kaha kasaile ramro bhanchan jahileni. Jun kuroo thorai ma pauchan tyasko value and majja duibai linu parena?

On to the more serious note, I have not written anything, could not or did not take the time to reminscene. koshish garchu chado garne hai ta. Dhayebaad padnu bhako ma.:)
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"Oh ho! herda herdai, Indi pani writer vai sakechha. Well let me read it first then will drop some comments later... "

----> Hahaha How_bizz.. wassaaaa :)?. Kyarne alik koshi ta garnai paryo ni. Ki kaso? I have also tried my hand on VL's ko din... wakka deeka pyakka bhayera. I reckon it reminded you of govinda:p.

I hope you enjoy this one. Later How biz.

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Rythm,
Still holding hand? ;) how could i forget... hehehe.. samatera deko ho feri :P?
Ekchin ta maaan ma chisooo ani tatoooooooo ani feri ke ke bhako. tyasari ekkasiii haat samtne bhanera barbaad ;).

Were those an arguments? Nyways, hope you'ld enjoy the future postings too. It's lil late to start writing for today. Friday nite, alik dichukka dhichukka dinu paryo ni aba gayera ;).. Janam samja karoo. Later

In jest,
IndisGuise:)

यस्मा अरु थपिँदैन भनेको??.कुर्दा कुर्दा दिक्क भइयो।।। hope to see more works INDI...it is great man...keep other parts coming...
उहि,
निर्माण

होइन हो म मात्र हो त यो इन्डिको फ्यान...यत्रो दिन कुरियो....... जम्मैले यो धागो बिर्से कि के हो.........अरुले बिर्से नि मैले बिर्सेको छैन है... बरु चाँडो पोष्ट गरम न हो अर्को भाग...... म कुर्दै छु पढ्ने आशमा।
उहि,
निर्माण

k ho InDisguise jyu....

No fair.. where is the next posting??!!