Not having facebook and insta is lonely, but in a positive way. I have this post, that very few will visit compared to facebook feed. But this the whole purpose of this post is not to shout and extinct in a few days. This is to revisit, years and years later, to bring back memories. So, a usual Saturday, I had a walk to ‘core Kathmandu’ the old city that was famously claimed by supporters of Keshab Staphit. I enjoy going around the city, temples and the real old Kathmandu life. The markets and crowd are the true portray of our way of living. The walking around Naradevi brings back memories, my childhood and all nostalgic, around those narrow streets and learning bicycle and playing around the Durbar square with friends. Walking around also reminds me of the life that I never likes to go back. The congested rooms of our old house, where we all big family used to live. The neighborhood was homogenous caste, Newar, who did not care about updates from ‘non-core-Kathmandu’. I admire th...
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