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The short day dream description relating to the nepali culture of marriage. |
[Introduction]
We were deciding locations, possibly the rural place on this planet. You might have got into your heads why but the reason would be the hardest to think about. Some said Bihar, some Tamil nadu and out of the rest stood Patna. Why Patna it just popped out of the blue and no other reasons. Somewhere donating laptops to see where they actually were on the face of this holy planet. Some donating cycles, I mean everything was donating things for the big day. Of course it was going to be a big travel. Some donating clothes. While some were busy discussing the positive role of sheep p… formula to grow their hair long. But we were all happy for this journey. It somehow seemed like the biggest journey of all our lives even though we were not part of it. we were mere spectators. And the journey started without a doubt on our minds that it would be successful. We all graduated from college and went on for our own ways. Was the journey successful or not lay in the hand for all of us. I eventually got a chance to go to Patna not for any excursion reasons instead for some holy reasons my guru placed upon me. And off I was to Patna with my rucksack. Visiting through Gorakhpur I entered Patna through busy rail roads. It somehow seemed beautiful. Blue veils of cultured sky, where you would figure out that everyone had lives of their owns. Travelling through the busiest roads I could witness pan in most of their mouth and the dirty spitting they would often end up doing. One ending even on my shoes. I went on to see through the streets after I checked in at a local motel. Passing through the streets I would see a long alley with dark colors. I slowly took out a piece of paper to the address written on the paper and read the address it was the same one. It was the address to the journey man 4 years back in our college. i ringed the bell just to be confronted by a lady with a saffron clustered sari. The face somehow seemed familiar and out of the next door entered my friend. We greeted each other. Had dinner. Talked till late night. The house was not the best of its kind nor where the interiors, nor were their lives but the biggest thing was both of them seemed happy. They had made a home not just bricks and wall but by the eternal love they had for each other. As I exited outside the house with drizzling rain accompanying me through the streets of Patna. Now I realize why where we choosing the location? The reason seemed obvious for the two to go off to a place where no one could find them, no one could haunt their spirits. As darkness closed just to see the very two of my friends in math’s class sitting next to each other. The question seems kind of a cheesy. Whether our fun would eventually take them to Patna or would they end up in the same seats for the next four years without declaring for the rest of their lives. (to be continued based on real life facts) |
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