As Meghna stepped out of her new Hyundai i10 that was given to her as a gift by her father, she looked at Rabin who was driver Krishne's son. Krishne and his family had been living in the servant quarter at Meghna's house for over 3 decades since Krishne started working for her father, who was one of the most influencial business tycoon in Nepal having single ownership of Samaya Group. Krishne had 3 sons, all of whom became defacto drivers for the Samaya Group extended family.

Meghna recenly joined St Xaviers College for her Intermediate Levels after finishing her high school. She had wanted to go to America like all her cousin brothers but her father wanted her to finish her Intermediate level before going abroad. On top of that she was his only child and he wanted her at home as long as he was able to keep her.

She looked at Rabin through the rearview mirror and said "Don't wait for me. I 'll call you if I need a ride."

Rabin had grown up in his mama ghar in Chitwan and used to come to Kathmandu to visit his family few times a year. Now that he was 22, he could fully serve the Samaya family so his father Krishne told him to move permanently. Even the servant quarter of the Samaya family was better than most housing facilities in Kathmandu. There were 23 people living in the servant quarter which had east and west wing. The east wing was connected to the main Samaya residence via a garden where even the grass was maintained 365 days a year. The Samaya residence also had an underground power generator room that worked in coordination with solar power generator and few inverters to ensure that there was electricity at the Samaya residence 24 hours a day. The underground generator was never heard by anyone due to the soundproof generator room that was under the care of one of the Residence's part time employee Bivek Mishra who had an engineering degree from Bangalore. Even the servant quarter enjoyed 24 hours running electricity and water.

Meghna was a beautiful girl. She had a very silky hair that danced with her movements. She was 5'5 tall, little taller than the average Nepali girl. She was lean and athletic with ample size bossoms. Her friends swarmed all over her presence since she was the girl who had everything. Many boys used to travel few miles on their bicycles or public transportation to get a glimpse of her. Inspite of being center of attention wherever she went, she preferred secluded gatherings away from too many people. She rarely attended parties thrown by her father. Rather, she would invite few of her best friends and hang out in her room. She was a quiet person by nature. Noone could guess what was in her mind. Her friends use to tease her for her poker face expression. Due to her bringing up in different parts of the world she had to break connections with many people from her schools, hence she had become very good at controlling her emotions. Her father had made her go to self defense classes since she was 6 and now it had become a routine in her life.

Her room was huge. It was more like a suite with pseudo separated bed area, study area, play area and attached victorian style bathroom. Every day, the housemaid Parvati came and cleaned her room so it always looked sparkling clean.

Her father Bikram Dev, had started off as a humble employee at the Golchha Industries when he was young. Within few years he had learnt the ropes and the system enough to migrate to europe and then to the US where by learning the system, he was able to amass millions. He was very good at the stock market too, which he used to increase his wealth 100 folds since he was in the right place at the right time. His wealth was said to be in the pheriphery of few billion dollars. It is believed that once he reached his first billion he decided to come back to Nepal to raise his family in the Nepalese tradition.

Her mother Poonam was a very lovely and strong willed woman. It was Poonam's strong sensibility combined with Bikram's business savvy that led them to the success of the Samaya Conglomerate. Poonam was born and brought up in the US in a very strict Nepalese household. All of her friends and family were in the US so Poonam had a very hectic time travelling back and forth from Nepal and US. At Bikram's suggestion, she had been living in the US most of the time and visiting Nepal every year.

Meghna missed her mom terribly. She loved her mom more than anything in the world because she had learnt to love from her mom. She video chatted with Poonam every day and even in the weekends.

Rabin adjusted his rearview mirror and watched Meghna step out of the car into the hustle bustle of Thamel. She had gone to celebrate her friends birthday at one of the acclaimed restaurants  in Thamel, the Fire and Ice. Parikshya had turned 19 and would be leaving for UK in a weeks time so her friends were giving her a farewell party.

Meghna stepped out of the car and walked towards Fire and Ice. There was a longing feeling of separation within her. Part of her wanted to get out of Nepal and a part of her wanted to stay. Whenever any of her friends would be leaving the country, the longing feeling of separation would nauseate her and make it difficult for her to breathe for few seconds. The doorman at Fire and Ice gave her a customary salute, while his friend sitting in a chair next to him couldn't take his eyes off Meghna. She was georgeous in every way. There was some sort of peacefulness in her eyes that calmed the onlookers.

"Maggie?" someone called out to her. She looked in the direction and saw a couple dressed in formal clothes. They appeared to be foreigners, possibly Americans. Meghna was called "Maggie" by most of her friends so she was surprised that these strangers knew her by her nickname. "Hi can I help you? " She said.

The man looked like he was about 40 years old. About 6ft tall wearing a black suit and looking very official. The woman looked about 30ish wearing a brown silky dress with long black skirt. "Hi Maggie, we had received your application so we decided to give you a surprise interview." As soon as she heard that, she could feel the tingle in the back of her head.

Three months back, Meghna was browsing some career website and entered all her information and statistics. There was even an aptitute test as well as multiple answers test that she had to take. It may have been a fluke of nature that the website evaluated her personality and skills to be a fit for a career in secret service! In her profile she had checked 'Yes' to be contacted by interested employers.

Little did she know that the US Central Intelligence Agency would be interested in her profile since she was born in the US, and fit the profile to become an operative operating out of Nepal. Nepal was a hotspot of information as it lay between an all powerful China and the up and coming India. The US Department of Homeland Security along with the Central Intelligence Agency relied on a core group of people who gathered intelligence information and passed on to the agency datagrid.

"You can call me Tim." the man in black suit said. The woman chimed in "Hi I'm Tina." Tina came forward and held her hand. "Sorry we didn't mean to dramatize but wanted to get in touch with you." She took out an inconspicious looking card and handed to Meghna. "Give us a call next week and we can meet up formally."

They left as suddenly as they had appeared. Meghna walked inside to the restaurant to see her friends making a toast.

Keep going..

Nice flow..

Great writing.

So far so good. Thanks for the great read.

Nice analysis of the dilemma faced by most Nepali folks in Nepal: "There was a longing feeling of separation within her. Part of her wanted to get out of Nepal and a part of her wanted to stay. Whenever any of her friends would be leaving the country, the longing feeling of separation would nauseate her and make it difficult for her to breathe for few seconds."

Waiting for the continuation.

 I don't want to be critical but the writing was very ordinary and the plot was a little too far-fetched. Some grammatical mistakes as well. While I commend your effort, you have a lot of work to do. Focus on the 'literature', not just banal story-telling.

January 2, 2012
CIA Headquarters, Langley Virginia

Agent Dean Schultz stared at the photographs spread over his desk. There were photographs of mountainous terrain showing enriched Uranium activity as shown by the Department of Defense (DoD) satellites.

"This is a breach of the Asia Protocol," agent Schultz nervously tapped the space key on his laptop. It was 6 months ago that he had boarded a Jet Airways flight from New York to New Delhi to meet with Indian Defense Minister Mr. A.K. Anthony. During the secret meeting, Minister Anthony had shown special interest in Schultz's intelligence documents. There was unclear evidence of Chinese military movement along the Nepal-China border. It could have been routine movement but they seemed to have been occuring more frequently. After getting Minister's commitment for the US interest in Asian peace and security, agent Schultz had boarded a plane to Kathmandu to meet with appropriate counterparts.

Agent Tim Wiggins and Tina Gates had come to pick him up at the airport. In their way back he was made aware of the gravity of the situation. Due to the lax security in Nepal borders, many terrorist groups had been using Nepal to make weapon deals. This even included Al Qaida operatives. Agent Gates opened her briefcase and showed surveillance pictures of Raman El Wak Dar. He was considered a dangerous Al Qaida operative who had trained with the Russians in Afghanistan. The picture showed him shaking hands with some Nepali personnel dressed in army fatigue.

Agent Wiggins had briefed him of his mission. "Your mission is to penetrate this outfit and disable any terrorist cell that is operating from Nepal. These photographs were taken in the border of Raxaul and Birgunj. You will be transported to Birgunj at 04:30 hours tomorrow morning."

Dean had always taken a keen interest in Asian politics when he was in Harvard. There were numerous students from India, Nepal, Pakistan and China whom he had been together in many of the classes. He could not help but wonder why many countries in Asia were still so far behind when lot of them were hardworking and smart. It was during his Senior year at harvard when his interest in Asian political scenario had taken a new turn when he had met his career counsellor who suggested many options one of them being an operative for the Department of Defense. Since then he had deligently kept up with the political manifestations in the Asian hemisphere. He knew that with the current socio political situation in the US, there were many countries vying to take the US position if anything was to happen. The most obvious candidate was China and India came second when it came to being a jealot of the arms race. India had been very illustrious in designing their own Agni missiles back in the late 80's and since then their defense technology has increased hundred folds and the US intelligence was aware of their latest acquisitions through different moles in the Indian government and other neighboring countries.

Dean had gone to Birgunj the next day and ran a full surveillance of the area with the help of few local assistants who were hired by the American Embassy in Kathmandu. He had realized that it was not going to be easy especially due to him standing out in crowd. Most Nepalis were short compared to his 6ft 3in height and well built body. He would stand out in any crowd so he needed to direct a group of trustworthy trained operatives in order to complete his mission. His mission was sanctioned by Langley and he did not have too much time. He needed local operatives to penetrate any locations in Birgunj.

After coming back to Kathmandu, he had udated Agent Wiggins and Agent Gates and instructed them to find few operatives who could be trusted to act as the liasons and operatives on this mission. The office of the Embassador to Nepal, Mr. Scott H. DeLisi provided necessary intelligence information from their database on possible matches for the supporting field operatives.

Meghna Samaya's name came as one of the matches. Meghna having been born in the US, carrying US citizenship, and having lived in Nepal for most of her life became a very promising candidate. Due to her US citizenship, the agency was keeping regular tabs on her through her online Facebook activities.

"Farewell party for Parikshya at Fire and Ice" read her facebook events page which she had accepted. Agent Tim chuckled at Agent Tina. "Gotto love Facebook. Makes life so much easier." They had gotten into the car and headed towards Thamel, the tourist attraction and the hotspot of most night action in Kathmandu.


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This is a work of fiction. No plans had/have been made on the plot.  No edits have been made. I write as I go along. Please pardon any errors.