After a long day at work, Namrata aged 43, was doing her and her daughter’s laundry at home, it was about 4:00 o’clock in the afternoon, time for her 17 years old daughter “Priya” to get back home from school. All of a sudden,  she heard her daughter’s upset voice “Mom! Mooooom! Where are you?
 Namrata replied “के भो छोरी”?
Priya: “Mom! Please be honest, how do I look? Am I really ugly? Namrata: किन छोरी, के भो र? Priya: you know what! None of the guys from my class proposed me to be a dance partner for school’s Prom party. You know how embarrassing is that in front of my friends who all have their dance partner for this special event. Now I’ll be stuck at home on such a special day of school life.
(Most of the Nepalese girls don’t dare to talk to their Mom about guys and going out with them but Priya was a Nepal born, US raised girl, so she was quite comfortable to talk about those things with her Mom and Namrata too was open minded women, so she used to talk frankly about those things with her daughter.
Most of the time Priya used to talk in American accent English with her Mom but Namrata usually used to reply her in Nepali..
So,Namrata replied as a typical Mom’s answer: “ होइन छोरी, तिमी त अप्सरा भन्दा पनि राम्री छेउ”
(Priya was fluent in Nepali language but still she didn’t know some of the Nepalese words)
So, Priya asked: “Mom, यो अप्सरा भनेको को हो?”
Namrata replied with smile : hehe “ अप्सरा भनेको Angel हो, in your language”
Namrata continued: “God has created someone for everyone, it just a matter of time before you find a special one in your life who will be not only your dance partner but a partner in every steps of your life”
It was enough to keep Priya quite at that moment but Priya has always been unhappy about her looks, her dream was to have almost every guy’s attention towards her but she knew that was not going to happen with the look and height she had. She was kind of disappointed about the fact that not even one guy had yet proposed her to go out with .... she just wanted to be with someone who is a loving, caring kind of guy, who knows how to respect a girl and treat her like a princess… she was just craving for someone’s true love, she just wanted to know how it feels to be truly loved by someone special…
It was the day of school prom, all of her friends went out with their boyfriend/dance partner but she decided not to go because she did not have her dance partner, she was kind of jealous of her friends, and she really seemed to be disappointed about the fact that she couldn’t enjoy one of the best moments of her school life.

On Priya’s 18th birthday, November 16, Priya was throwing a party at her home and she invited some of her best friends from school, her Mom was managing most of the stuff for her. It was about 3:00 o’clock in the afternoon, Priya was getting ready, and she was about to blow the candles off, suddenly door bell rings… Priya thought who this could be? All invited friends are here… as soon as she opened the door, a Courier Company’s Delivery woman said “This is a delivery for Priya”. Priya replied: “yes, that’s me”. Priya received a huge bunch of RED ROSES, a Birthday Gift, and a Greeting Card which was written as “Happy Birthday! Priya, I wish I was there to share this precious moment with you…Please accept this small gift from me that I sent with lots of love…your beauty has taken my breath away, I wish I could keep you in my eyes, so that I could protect you even from the dust… yours and only yours SECRET ADMIRER”
त्यो देखेर Priya मन मनै गद गद थियिन, she even forgot to blow the candles off, उन्को खुशी को कुनै सिमा थिएन, specially she received all these things in front of her friends, उन्को साथी हरु को अगाडि उन्को इज्जत नै बडे जस्तो लाग्यो।। some day she used to be jealous of her friends but today she felt like her friends were jealous of her..  शायद उन्को कुनै पनि साथी हरु ले त्यस्तो romantic and special gift पाएका थिएनन होला… Priya ले cake त काटिन् तर she was only thinking about him, she wished she could give the first bite of the cake to whoever this Secret Admirer is…she never before seemed to be so happier.. throughout the party all you could see on her face was smile and happiness...in fact she even forgot to open the gifts that were given by her friends… उनी secret admirer को gift हेरेर नै दँग थिन्।। After party was over, every one left…. Priya went to bed, तर उनिलाई निद्रा त कहाँ लग्थ्यो र… she was just thinking about this guy, who he could be? She started guessing and talking to herself  “is this Bryan from our school? Nahh, he can’t be that romantic.. or is this David… hmmmm nooo he got a girl friend… May be is this Villa or Marcello? I don’t think any of them can afford such expensive gifts… oh my God who this could be… please tell me!!! .. I hope he is NOT Raju that Indian guy.” ( आखिरी Priya पनि नेपाली कि छोरी न पारीन, जस्तो सुकै भये पनि उन्लाई Indian केटा त कहाँ मन पर्थ्यो र)… बास्तब् मा भन्न्ने हो भने, आफ्नो Mom ले सुनएको Mom र Daddy को love story सुनेर होला she was under a huge impression that Nepalese guys are much more romantic and dedicated in relationship than any other American guys…So, she was hoping this secret admirer to be from Nepali origin ..
The following day was a totally different day for her, she woke up with a very good feeling some where in her heart, she hugged her Mom and said “Mom you were right, there is some one for every one, you are genius… I love you Mom” .. आफ्नु छोरी लाई २ – ३ महिना पछी त्यस्तो खुशी भएको देख्दा Namrata लाई पनि खुशी लागेको थियो…।

But there was something that was killing Namrata, she never had told her daughter that she was diagnosed with Bone Marrow Cancer, and according to doctors she only had couple of more years to live….but she didn’t want to take her daughter’s happiness away from her face.. So she just kept it to herself…. तर Namrata लाई भने आफ्नु भन्दा बडी आफु गये पछी छोरी को हालत् के हुने होला भन्ने कुरा मा बडी पिर लागेको थियो।।।
Priya soooo wanted to find out who that Secret Admirer is, she called courier company that delivered her gift but she had no luck, she even called most of her close friends if they could give her some clues but no one had any idea about who he was..
दिन हरु बित्तै गए, एस्तो कुनै पनि एउटा दिन थिएन जहिले Priya ले आफ्नु Secret Admirer को बारे मा नसोछेकी हुन्…
On February 14, Valentine’s Day, a day of paradise for true lovers, she again received even bigger and better bunch of red roses, a special gift, and again a greeting card which was written as “My princess Priya, would you give me a privilege to be your valentine? But before you answer that question, close your eyes and imagine someone is out there who is willing to take all of your sorrows and give you all of his happiness.... If your heart truly says yes then I’ll consider myself as a luckiest person in the whole world”… yours and only yours SECRET ADMIRER”…
Even though Priya did not know his name, she had no idea how this person looked like, she was falling in love deeper and deeper with her visualized Prince who happens to be a secret admirer, all she wanted was to meet him and keep him in her eyes so he never goes away from her…
Priya joined a new college with some of her old school’s friends, Priya was a totally new girl now, she was a dedicated girl to her secret admirer, and her only intention was to meet him some day…
On her 19th birthday, Priya लाई बिहानै देखी आफ्नु birthday को पार्टी भन्दा पनि बडी त्यो secrete admirer को gift को प्रतिछ्या थियो… and about 3:00 o’clock in the afternoon, door bell rings… and of course without a doubt it was a delivery for Priya… as usual she received a big bunch of fresh red roses, a package of gift, and a greeting card which was written as “ मेरी प्यारी Priya, जन्म दिन को शुभकामना! शायद तिमी जन्मे को दिन मा पानी परि रहेको थियो होला!! In fact, त्यो त भगवान हरु को आसुँ थियो किनकी भगवान हरु को सबै भन्दा प्यारी angel तिमी heaven छोडेर धर्ती मा आयी रहेकी थियौ।।। and I consider myself to be a luckiest guy to be such an angel’s admirer. . .. तिम्रो SECRET ADMIRER ..”
Priya now at least knows her secret admirer is a Nepali guy, she started memorizing all the faces of Nepali guys that she knew in school, neighborhood, and all the Nepali guys who she chatted with in online chat room….she was really really happy to know that she is being loved by a Nepali guy.. US मा हुर्केको भये पनि Priya लाई American white wedding gowns लगाएर भन्दा Nepali रातो सारी, अनी सिन्दुर पोते लगाएर नै बिहे गर्ने इछा थियो…
Similarly she again received same kind of roses, gifts and greeting card on next Valentine’s Day … Not surprisingly, Priya kept getting all those flowers, gifts and cards on her 20th birthday followed by Valentine’s day, and again on 21st birthday and again followed by Valentine’s Day...
One day, Priya refused to have breakfast in the morning, and also didn’t eat anything for lunch, her Mom was worried and asked her “ छोरी के भो तिमीलाई, किन केही पनि नखाएको? बिहान breakfast पनि खाएनौ”।। Priya replied “Nothing Mom, just don’t feel like eating”… अनी बेलुका को dinner पनि खान नमान्दा, Namrata was really upset and asked “what’s wrong with you? Why are not you eating anything, just tell me ok..” .. Priya ले केही भन्न त खोजिन् तर अप्ठ्यारो मानेर टाउको झुकाईन, अनी Namrata ले Priya को चिउडो मा हात राखेर सोधिन, भन छोरी के भो? अनी Priya ले अलि अलि लाज मान्दै भनिन् “ आमा, मैले आज तीज को बर्त लिएको छु, तेही भएर केही पनि नखाको, पानी पनि पिएको छुईन” Namrata never was so proud and happier of her daughter…. आफ्नु सन्स्कार मा विश्वाश चै Priya लाई पनि रहेछ, नदेखेको मान्छे को लागि पनि तीज को बर्त लिने भएकी Priya को दिल मा कती माया थियो होला त त्यो Secret Admirer को लागि?… अब त Priya लाई कहिले ऊ सँग भेट हुन्छ भन्ने कुरा को मात्रै पिर थियो, unle मन मनै आफ्नु जिबन उसै को नाम लेखी सकेकी थीईन्… she was fully convinced that “no matter how he looks, no matter what he does, all I know is he loves me, he cares about me, he treats me like a princess, he knows how to make me happy, and being a girl that is all I need”…Priya लाई अब त बर्ष को ति २ दिन हरु आफ्नु b’day र Valentine’s Day  कहिले आउछ, चाडो चाडै आए पनि हुन्थियो जस्तो लाग्न थालेको थियो…।

One day all of a sudden, Namrata got really sick because her bone marrow cancer was getting to the final stage, she was taken to hospital, situation was getting really bad…after few days, Priya learnt that her Mom was not going to survive…Priya had lost her Dad when she was just 9, but now she would be really devastated to lose her Mom as well because Priya was getting both parent’s love by her Mom, so she never felt like she did not have a Dad… but unfortunately after few weeks Namrata died because that cancer was incurable.. you can only imagine how lonely and devastated Priya was feeling…. Priya started living a very lonely life.. घर बार आफै ले धान्न थालिन्… college and part time job was keeping her busy most of the days…

On the day of Priya’s 22nd birthday, she got up early in the morning, न्वाइ ध्वाइ गरेर wall ma राखेको आफ्नु आमा को फोटो लाई अगर बत्ती र धुप बलेर पुजा गरिन्, आँखा भरी आसुँ पार्दै, रुदै  आमा को फोटो सँग एक्लै कुरा गर्न थालिन “ आमा आज मेरो birthday, तपाईं लाई थाहा छ, आजै को दिन तपाईं ले मलाई जन्म दिनु भएको थियो, तर आज मेरो जन्म दिन मनाउन को लागि तपाईं नै हुनु हुन्न, मैले तपाईं लाई धेरै दु:ख दिये भनेर त तपाईंले मलाई छोडेर जानु भाको त होइन है? आफु लाई तेत्रो cancer भएको कुरा मैले पिर गर्छु भनेर मलाई भन्नु पनि भएन, मलाई तपाईं ले एती धेरै माया गर्नु भयो कि मैले Daddy लाई सुद्ध miss गरेको थीईन तर आज मैले तपाईं हरु दुबै जाना लाई एक्दमै miss गरेको छु, आमा तपाईं ले मलाई म सानु हुँदा तेत्रो दु:ख गरेर हुर्काको मैले pay back सुद्ध गर्न सकिन,  कस्तो अभागि रहेछु म… Mom, today I am feeling sooo lonely, please come back if you can or take me with you”… Priya को त्यस्तो बिलौना सुनेर त शायद ढुङ्गा जस्तो मन भएको मान्छे को पनि मन त पग्लिन्थियो होला…।।
But, at least this day she had something to look forward that she will be receiving delivery from her Secrete Admirer.. It was almost 3:00 o’clock in the afternoon that’s when she usually used to get those flowers and gifts delivered.. she was just waiting for it… soon it was 3:30, then 4:00… she looked outside through the window but didn’t see anything coming…. She waited, waited, and waited until 6:00 o’clock.. but she did not receive anything… अचानक उन्को आँखा आफ्नु आमा को फोटो मा पुग्यो, अनि झसँग भैइन्… उन्ले केही बोल्न त सकिनन तर ओठ टोक्दै आँखा बाट आसुँ भने फेरी सललल बगाउन थलिन्.. अनि भक्कानो छोडेर रुन थालिन्……। SHE NEVER BEFORE FELT SO LONELY, ISOLATED, AND LEFT BEHIND IN HER LIFE….

….. AND From that day on, No wonder Priya Never again received any kind of flowers, Gifts, or Greeting cards from that Secret Admirer.... …. NEVER AGAIN….

The End!

The message I wanted send is “Women are God gifted with love, they know different ways to love you, they know different ways to make you happy, all you have to do is; try to fit yourself within their huge umbrella of love”

This is a fictitious and entirely imaginary story, and bears no resemblance to any person living, or dead.
Any similarity is a purely co-incidental.

Saajan bro!

Another good one. Your writing is full of emotions...!

nice story.

TG it was a friction.
Damn ....

Nice

Very nice story.. keep em comming =)...

Sahayog bro, you are always the first one to comment man.. thanx..

AAAA, Danger, Narayangarh suburb, girly_gurl.. I am glad you liked it...thanks all

Man, Another heart touching story, I am really impressed with your writing skills.
you should be writing a book Good luck

Man, Another heart touching story, I am really impressed with your writing skills.
you should be writing a book. Good luck

Although very predictable, you have done a great job narratively. Thanks for sharing !!

Women are God gifted with love, they know different ways to love you,they know different ways to make you happy, all you have to do is; try to fit yourself within their huge umbrella of love”

 

Hmmmm..Nice one!

Nice one Saajan !!!

“Women are God gifted with love, they know different ways to love you, they know different ways to make you happy, all you have to do is, try to fit yourself within their huge umbrella of love”

Well said. Come up with more stories.

Shisir, Freak_alien, Spring thanx  for reading guys, nice to get some feed back..

Maiyaa, where were you? what took you soo long, I was expecting you to be the first one to read it, not the last one... hehe just kidding... thanx for your sweet comments..

The undying hope that lives within us, you lend a voice to those unheard figments of our imagination. The heartbreak is imminent and inevitable, yet we cherish the proximity of the moment. Reality, as harsh it is, we run away. We refuse to countenance the profundity of the truth. But at the end, we make peace with it. I guess that is the only way to remain happy. Or else, this world would be full of tears and sorrows!!!

The premise is excellent. A heart rendering fare. Writing is lucid. However, there is always a room to augment the power of words and structures to breathe more soul to the feelings and emotions you are trying to depict. The imagination and anticipation but  only detriment the prospects of mirth. But what can one do, when one is a mere instrument of heart!!

saajan
I am impressed with your writing skills.
I read your last story which really was heart breaking and this story made me feel like I want to be your
secret admirer, keep writing, love to read from you

mcmxc you sound like a big time pholosopher.. good one dude..

lil_gal, you are funny hehe, nice to hear that.. I am glad you like it