Hey all sajhaietes,
I have written a piece from my side. Can you Please read it and comment from ur side. If u want to read more..please post it I will continue it a series...I promise with twist and turns...:-)...anyways Write comments and U may share ur writings too....No boundaries...
here is a piece from me..

LOVE: UNSPOKEN
It was Friday. I still lied there still awake...Homework to be finished. Homework never fascinated me, the only reason I did it was to escape from the punishments. Also I have to finish it now, tomorrow we were to shift apartment. With my father working as whole-timer in a Communist Party at that Panchayet era, there was frequent change of places for us and continuous change of friends. With homework finished, I went to bed? there was whole new day ahead.
Strange eyes were peering into us as we transferred our goodies into our new dwelling. We were used to it with so much of shifting places. But I still remember those hazel eyes watching me as if I were a prince from Caribbean. There was much more works to do rather than watching back to those eyes, rooms to be cleaned and set up.
She was our flat partner's daughter. We were in other words next door neighbors. I think she was 7-8 in those days, I exactly don't know, never asked. After she saw me the first thing she told her parents was that she would marry me someday. With her mother so much chit chatter, the marriage thing was now widespread all over the flat within 2 days. With myself being only 11 years at that time, I was so irked by the fact of marriage. My entire cousin soon knew about this and my marriage was gossip of the town, and I simply hated her for loving me. My cousins would tease me every time I meet them, which irritated me more.
She used to come to talk with me; I would irritate her with my gawky voice whenever she came near me. I was petrified of gossip of marriage. I would confine myself whole day in my room on holidays rather than to talk with her. She was only friend available within the community but I was rather reluctant to speak with her moreover to be friend.
It was raining that day, I was just watching the drops of rain falling on the ground, wanting to go and get wet in rain but afraid that mom would scold. I didn't notice her but next thing I knew was she was just sitting next to me.
"Rainy day, huh??" she started the conversation.
"No, a sunny one, with sunlight everywhere." I started my mission.
"Do you like to get wet on the rain??" She asked.
"But where is the rain?" same gawky voice.
"I always like to play in the rain, it is so much fun." She stood up, and walked toward the rain, without even being irritated with my replies.
"That is what I also want to do" my inner soul told to me.
Without even caring of mom's tough rebuke, I also ran toward rain. Next thing I knew was we were playing in the rain, carefree and like flower children, the children of nature. We were all wet, all covered with the mud and all dirty, but who cared when one can have so much fun. That night I was thoroughly scolded by my mom. But that day, a friendship started, not to end I thought.

Ruina,
Ajhai aaundai chha ki tesko arko part...I hope i get to read some more...aasha lai nirasha ma badline chhainau bhandai...arko part ko aasha ma...
{^_^} Nirman....

Hey Purush..is ur home just next to that AMRIT School compund..if it is..I sure know u..

ardent:O)
thank u ...i wrote this coz some people wants to see me writing..since my first article which i posted was in this thread so i didn't thought abt bringing another thread.
hm! point to be noted from next posting:O)

purush:O)

Ruina, you better not post here or post in a way that is easier to read. It's hard to read your words. Either write in Neali alphabet or use English sentences. Reading Nepali in English alphabet is terrible. Don't give others hard times.....>
hm! well i guess u also got my answer abt why i posted on this thread...
abt language problem...i wanna improve nepali aree kya ;
O)...so i am trying to write in nepali..LOL....and whats wrong with u reading my dumb postings?!inspite of all those terrible time u have to pass through......anyway i dont expect people to have hard time.i wrote it coz i feel like writing .its up to u wether u prefer having hard time or leave it:O)but hey!thanks anyway.

nirman,:O)
thankx..i was waiting for ur reply:O)nirman keep on writing i love reading every part of ur story:O)

Hoina ruina,
yesaima haal tmro writings haaru...would love to see more of it...Aaru jammai mero fan..;-)...Ma Ruina ko fan..I mean Writing ko hai..Pheri Hamro indi bro ko mutu jalla....aasti kaalo bhayeko thiyo...abo jalyo bhane ta kharaani hola bhanne peer..:-P...hehehehehe..
Keep more coming Ruina...LOVE TO SEE CONTINUITY TO ABOVE>><< MERO SCHOOL LIFE KO>>TMRO COLLEGE LIFE KO<<...{*_*}...
Nirman

Awww nirman .. that part of the story as real cute... did u go out with her later..?? really curious to find out!!

Ya..Nirman...u made me smile again by saying that u would give continue to ur story....great!!!.......read the fresh part...was nice one...did both of u count the stars too or just gazed (he he ....kidding)........and Rythm have patience...curiosity kills man...he he...so wait for Nirman's next posting....and ya Ruina's doing great job too...and i suggest Ruina to continue to write her story in Romaji coz. that adds a new taste!!!

wow!!!what a gripping style of presenting ur story,Nirman...i m totally touched with it.Initially,With a topic "Unspokes Love" made ignore ur thread and obliviously when i happened to open ur this thread then suddenly some of ur words caught my eye -sight and after reading a paragraph, i completelly failed to hold my grip .i couldnot resist myself to read ur each part of story.Eventually, i turned out to be ur one admirer.

give a continue,Nirman...just let ur feelings flow here...

waiting for moreeee...yehh dil maghe moreeeeeeee

Well sorry hai saathi bhai haaru...2 din laagyo yeuta jaabo para lekhna nai..post garnu ta mann thiyo but Ktm balla talla aayeko kaam saam haru sakaunda ko hairaan...tai pani aali aali lekheko chhu..aani post gardai chhu...aabo bholi saayed janchhu hola Ktm bahira...k ho k ho jammai banda bhannae halla chha...aabo thik samaya ma aafno destination puugiyo bhane ta chandai arko part pani post garihalchhu tara samaya ma pugna sakiyena bhane dhilai ko laagi aahile nai maafi chahanchhu hai..till then sabaile aafno kehi post garnuhola...specially ruina laai maathi ko aafno kaatha continue garna bhanna chahanchhu...garnuhola bhanne asha saahit mero naya para...:->
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The whole new chapter had started now. Although with no words exchanged, we would know what was inside another?s heart. We were as soul mates, destined to console each other?s souls whenever one was burning. And even to console not even a single word was needed, we just have to beside each other?s side.
In between those days a new and (maybe strange too) thing happened in her family.
Her parents had a great (I thought GREAT till that day) love story. They (Her mom and dad) used to be childhood friend and felt into love when they grew up. Her dad was a Christian and mom a Kshettri. And like all the hindi movies, her mom was married off to another kshettri guy by her parents. After marriage, when her mother came back to her maiti for first time after marriage, she saw him at the stage like a Devdas. As they say ?love is blind?, her mother and father ran away with each other after day or two?.The story should have been a happily ever after if it was a hindi movie. But this was real life, and everyone who knew about their love story was surprised with mouth wide open after this incident.
Her (I mean her) father was having extra-marital affair.
Initially her father wouldn?t come home at nights saying that he has overtime at office and would give her mother some extra money too. But as overtime grew much more, her parents would have small fights. We as neighbors would think which couple hasn?t small fights. But soon after, these fights grew bigger.
With such fight going on in her family, she would just sneak out and would go to same old rooftop. I with an instinct, she would be there would just go and sit beside her. Maybe I should have spoken too, but often whenever I would go and sit just beside her, she would just smile to me with pain in her eyes. I would just smile back a consoling smile. Our looks would interchange words. Eyes would share what thousands word couldn?t. She would not forget the pain but at least she would just be little happy of someone being beside her. (I still repent of not speaking)
I wasn?t sure of speaking again to her then. Was I afraid of picking up fight with her again or was I too much arrogant??? But I simply didn?t spoke to her. After not speaking single words for about 2 years, it was hard to find the words that I should speak to her. But again, our eyes would speak whatever was in our hearts and maybe that was just enough.
Her mom was now growing suspicious of her father?s behaviors. And as truth couldn?t be hidden her mom somehow found out about the affair her dad was having. She even found out the area where her husband?s new partner was living. And with no other people to accompany her in her search for that place, she asked me for help. As a good neighbor I accepted, and went out for search for that den. Although we could not find that den, that day after her mom too was grateful to me.
Also soon after everybody in my family and her family found out about us being together in solitude at rooftops, and another gossip began. They would say ?K ho yinihaaru hamro aagadi matra boldainaa, chhat maathi gayera matra k bolchha kunni??? K ho saanchi nai bhe garna laage ki k ho yinihaaru??? (Look!! They just don?t speak in front of us, but what they speak with each other at rooftop??? Are they really getting married??). But this time I cared none, I had true and a friend forever with her this time. I didn?t want to loose that again for some gossip flowing through the town.

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hey nirman bro...since im signed in here..and feel like tying ;oP..thot i well say..i was one of the many waiting for ur continuation ;o).... so carry on la...i dunno wat to say about ur writing...just glued to it..;o)...hehe...
ma chai ..really...waiting for the end..if there is the end..to see wat happens ;o).....

anywas...carry on hai bro...for us ni ;o)..if not for us..for me ;oP....have fun at work and well in life..;o)....


laters

danny..:oD
(seems like insomaniac days are back!!wahahaha urghh...jahiley pani wrong timing..urghh..;oP...plagiarised line ho..wahahaha..dun sue me.no use....;o)..dyam this bro bro is killing me wahaha..sajha ley malai bigaryo!!!;oP)

Nirman...i just saw the dramatic turn around of our Nepalese Cricket team and when i read ur story....here also dramatic twist in your story....Ohh what a coincidence!!! But anway now the story is getting more and more interesting...n i hope u will safely reach ur destination and post the new episode soon.......!!!

hey nirman!! how is everything?
always enjoyed reading it.keep on writing:)

hello saathi bhai haaru...m back after long time..tyhink more than 11 days...aabo Ktm baata bus ma hindeko baato ma nai 4 din paariyo..and it was soo scary i need to write whole things to tell u how much it was....K garen nepal ma yestai ho...aani yehan aaipugda office ma kaam ko overload...balla talla yeti lekheko chhu aani posting gardai chhu..aabo arko pani 2 3 din ma post garihalchhu...hope u enjoy the following continuation from above...


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It was new revelations for me to have such feelings for someone else. I didn?t know what it was and didn?t even care to find out. But whatever those feelings were I loved those feelings, those feelings of belongingness, those feeling of togetherness, those feelings of caring and that solace I would find with her.
Back at school, I would like to get back with Pee and hang out together. But rather reluctant to initiate, I let the things as it was.
I had new set of friends and I would hang out with them. But those friendships were rather different, or rather distant to be exact.
It actually took 4 months and my absence from school for about a week to get back with Pee again.
During the childhood, it used to be fun acting like sick and staying at home just doing nothing. But this time when I got sick, and had to stay home, I got bored and lonesome the very first day. It was not that serious disease, but it sure made me stay in the bed for about a week.
That day, while returning home from school, I got drenched in rain. I still loved soaking in the rain. It was fun and it gave me enormous good feeling to walk soaking in rain.
When I got back home from school, there was nobody back at home. Usually, when our rooms would be locked, there would be someone at her place and I would stay at hers till my parents got home. But that day with nowhere else to stay, I remained outside all drained in rain.
Some moments later, she also came back from her school, all wet like fish (maybe she also still loved soaking in rain) and smiled at me. Now there we were, only two of us, all free too soak up in rain, like those good old days.
An hour or so later, my parents were back and as soon as they saw us wet, they scolded
?Yetro thulo bhaisakyo buddhi pani chhaina yinihaaruko, aali chahari layera basnu pardaina yesto bhijera baschha?Birami paryo bhane thaha paunchha aani. (You have grown so old, yet you have no common sense, you should have stayed in some shade, you will know if you become sick)?
But we were we, with intense love for soaking in rain and we just let the scolding pass through our ears.
My mom got us towels and helped us become dry. She stayed at our place till her mom got back home. (Her father was still busy with his EM affair)
Next day, the fun I had showed the results, and I caught cold.
As it was minor cold, I ignored it and went to school. But at school, after period or two, I felt dizzy and when I got back home, I was hot like fire with fever.
Next day, I was in full bed rest, as doctors would prescribe. I had throat infection or something like that and was boozed up with heavy doze of antibiotics.
That day, half of day I passed with good sleep. The fever was down with cetamols and I got pretty much bored as there was nobody around at home and I was sick enough to dwell into my treasure of comics. I went to my favorite place in the home, the rooftop, getting myself wrapped up well in blanket.
Some moments later, I felt someone was behind me. I turned to see, and there she was, looking sicker than I was. I didn?t know what else to do; I gave her my blanket, which she took with smile and thankful eyes. I went back to my room to get myself another blanket and went back to the rooftop and stayed there together for a while.
Later I took her to my room and let her rest in my bed, and I played some of soft numbers from my collection of music in my stereo. She stayed there at my room till our parents got home.
?K ho yinihaaru sansangai biraami hunparne?? Bujhnai nasaknu ho yiniharulai pani!! (What is matter with these, being sick together??? It is hard to understand these two!!)? It was their first comment when they got back home.
For me at least I was happy. At least there was someone around even when I was sick.

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Wow Nirman...i was desperate to read the next episode and finally i got it.....as usual very nice......"For me at least I was happy. At least there was someone around even when I was sick."...ohh this sentence gave me a clue that now u realy began to enjoy being with her...probably now begining to realize the importance of her presence....wow...the story is getting interesting .....and as usual waiting eagerly for next part!!!!

hey hey lucky you..you had your moment....hope it is contiuing that way...

love...love for me is being in love with love itself...and i sledom confuse it with people..thats why when i'm ouuttive it..i'm totally confused how the hell did i get into the affair....

i have profound luve for my pet turtle, my dad mom sis's and bro, and of course I totally love my bestfriends...

when strangers say I love you...it sounds nonsense...when i look at George Clooney opf Jude Law, I am so aware of my feelings...never wanna leave the theatre..as for guys..it all seems stupid..

that stupid blushes, eyes, stupid behaviours...its so easy to say ok but then you never know you for sure what you're getting into what exactly you reaally want ..

Nobody needs anyone in this world...its just that you crave for li'l sillyness like the 'rain' or perhaps for the purpose of faking the world like Jessica and wasssisname Nick...

24 bfs and still running....dang..i sure don't know whats such a big deal about love???

Anyone to answer?????.....

Hushpuppy ....Main hoon Na...answer dene ke liyee!! First of all, ur sayings reveal me that u feel insecure ....n that makes all the difference in the world!! Ur sayings just reminded me a rhyme "Birdy, birdy in the sky.. Why you poo poo in my eye ..I didn't sing, i didn't cry.. Thank God, Cow's don't fly! ".....do u get any sense from this ryhme....no...isn't it...exactly....i also didn't get any sense from ur saying....Let me remind you some of ur sentences....."i'm totally confused how the hell did i get into the affair.... " ............"24 bfs and still running....dang..i sure don't know whats such a big deal about love???"....these two statements reveal that either u r betrayed by someone and thus have a negative feeling ...OR U don't know what love is all about....Having 24 bfs is what all matters for U... and well i have one saying to U "Smile in pleasure, smile in pain, smile when troubles pours like rain, smile when someone hurts you, smile Because someone still cares for U"....and if i suppose that u r not that stupid then that "Someone" doesnot mean 24 bfs!!!!

Think that Hush puppy needs some love, some tru love...that she feel is all hers, nobody else...:-P...:-)...just a thought...and i sure agree with ard bro... "Smile in pleasure, smile in pain, smile when troubles pours like rain, smile when someone hurts you, smile Because someone still cares for U" real nice saying bro...

and for others i m just wondering where mero gr8 fan is...RuIna Kata jaanubhayo...aani hamro indi bro pani gaayeb bhayeko dherai din bhayo...katai dubaijaana bhagna ta bhagena sajha land baat...k ho kho bujhnai sakina..Ki DV parera Sajhaland baata palayen bhayo...just an wild guess....{^_*}...hehehehhehehe

Next episode soon....till then take care...
Nirman

Ya Nirman ..waiting for the next episode desperately!!!

aooitt biys..i'mcanceelling my date tonite..thanks...i don't need to hit 25..thanks bye

He he he ...funny Hushpuppy!!!

It may to you as a comforting factor, knowing that me and mai radhe ;) have not eloped. :). Alik birami thiyee kyara, aba chai eespiring break manai rakheki holi :P. Maya marna atisaki aba :(

Kehi nabhayepani DV pareko "wild guess" sacho bhaye pani hunthioo... timilai Walmart ko Jeenis ko pyant ra K-mart ko chappal lai dinthe yehi tiharai ma :).

Josh apart, Your story is remarkably getting interesting. I hope to read next episode soon. Ani Ktm bata kaha pugnu 4 din lageko? :-0

Lu ta ahile lai yetti nai...
Take care sathi,
IndisGuise:)