मुक्तक

अरुबाटै भए पनि रमाउँदै तिम्ले – सिउँदोभरि रातो सिन्दुर ला’को हेर्न मन छ ।

मदनले मुनालाई दिए भन्दा पनि – तिम्ले अझै धेरै माया पा’को हेर्न मन छ … ।

अझै पनि तड्पीरा’छु तिम्रै खुशी हेर्नलाई – धेरै भयो तिम्रो ओठमा मुस्कान नदेखेको

आत्महत्या गर्या झुठो हल्ला फैलाएर – एकै पटक तिमी खुशी भा’को हेर्न मन छ ।  😂


A Love bribe ?!

[Character/s except me is/are fictitious]

“Oh, you’re buying ‘The Kite Runner’? Have you read that one?” I asked pointing to a book on the other shelf by the same author.

And the mountains echoed!” She looked at the book then at me. “No, I haven’t. Why?”

I got nervous. I forgot what I had just asked her. “No…. Nothing….” I mumbled not knowing what to say.

She was looking at me smiling.

“The latest novel by the same author.” I tried to sound as normal as I could.

Both corners of her mouth curled up and cheeks deepened with dimples on them.

“I want to read that too but I am running out of money. I don’t want to leave any of these books either,” she said showing me the pile of four books on her hand on the top of which was the The Kite Runner.

That was the last day of the Book Exhibition on the Exhibition Ground. I didn’t have a penny. I had gone there just because it was Saturday and I was free. That is to mean I had not gone there to buy any books. I was just wandering through the stalls.

“If you really want to read it,” I said flipping through the book, “I have an idea.”

“Are you going to buy it for me?” she chuckled.

She seemed affable as well as talkative too. My nervousness went away. I just thought of flirting with her. “I had already bought it for you, but the thing is I just found you today.”

“I had always been looking for you too”, she also turned flirtatious now.

“No please, I’m talking seriously. I have an idea,” I said.

“Why late? Just buy and hand it to me dear”, she was still flirty.

I felt irritated as people around also looked at us. I took a 180 degree turn and started looking other books.

It was after one and a half minute before she appeared in front of me blocking my way. I had reached on one of the corners.

“Sorry.”

I looked at her face. Her smile had faded away. She looked more beautiful now than with her smile. Smile does not suit all faces, I thought. Continue reading