The Girl That Blew My Mind

I had gone shopping and came back with an image of a beautiful woman who blew my mind. I was walking around a bookstall in the mall when I came across a charming girl walking around the pile of books with her mind elsewhere and uninterested in what her company, apparently a boy, was saying. Instantly, I placed myself closer to get a better view. She had those mesmerizing hazy dark brown eyes but a pale look about her face. I wondered, what is that this pretty girl is troubled with and secretly wishing I was the answer to all her problems and that she would look right into my eyes and forget what it was that bothered her. I casually drifted behind her trying to find out what books she was looking over but her eyes dribbled over the pile so fast that it became increasingly difficult to identify her taste. She was dressed in a casual pink and grey striped tee hung loosely over her shoulders exposing the left string of her bra and the top of her cleavage. She wore a blue faded jeans accompanied with flats. The closer we came to each other the more conscious I became of my looks, so I resorted to digging my right hand in my right hand pocket and using my left hand to turn books and to stroke my hair occasionally. My lack of handsome exteriors couldn’t have disappointed me more than at that moment and how I wished that I were gifted with some beautiful features so that this enchanting girl would look up and notice them. Sadly, I don’t think the girl got a look of her admirer but she for sure left a mark on me. In those chaotic surroundings I was inspired to achieve the peace of mind to appreciate something I naturally admired and wished to see more of.

Book Review-Little Princes

By Conor Grennan

I haven’t been aspired enough to travel the world like a maniac until I came across the experiences of Conor. He has somehow stirred the feelings I have had within me for years and given me a sense of direction which only a few are able to do. On the other hand I am ashamed of myself for forgetting where I come from and how inspite of being a Nepali I was unaware of so many places and cultures in my own country.
It is a simple read, blended with emotions and journeys throughout and you live the story vicariously through the author’s words as if you are right behind him on his journey. My favorite part of his journey was the time he spent in Humla looking for families of the lost children and savoring the timeless expressions of parents, who were learning about their children they had lost years ago, in words. His only reward: food, shelter and their immense gratitude.
My gratitude to the author for his ceaseless works in my country and thanking him for inspiring me to do the same.