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| Kamala Budhathoki 'Sarup' |
"You have a letter from home," My friend handed
over a damped letter and left to take a hot bath. I opened the letter. It
was from my parents. They love me as the moonlight night. It is raining outside
and a slow breeze is entering the windows.
I opened the letter and read, "We can give you love
by heart with the help of which we can survive. It is a compulsory need to
accept someone's help to lead a life without pain."
The first paragraph of the letter overcasts joys in me 'from an
opposite corner of the earth, it provides a great pleasure to read received
letter and to write them a letter in return. I am really happy to see the
day to day growing relationship between my parents and me.' I started to write
them a reply.
"I love you, I miss you." I began my letter of reply
in such a way.
I was walking on this road. In the far distance, I
could see cars' headlights. On a lonely and calm road, I was walking silently. I tried to draw the attention with my words, "you seemed to be
talkative but now you are silent. Perhaps, you are tired." My
friend said to me.
I remember what she had told - I remember the morning
that we wept while remaining hand on hand. People were walking through your
houses. I thought, how could the people be so happy? I could see them laughing
in louder sound. "It is better to live and laugh than to be serious all
the time," she told me.
My mind ordered me to stop in the second paragraph of the
letter. It is raining heavily outside. The night has matured. I kept the letter
under the pillow and managed to go to bed.
The sun has already crossed a long way into the day. The
flowers blooming in earthen pots gave me a kind of pleasure and mental peace,
but the peace inside in the mind, and that outside in the environment, is a
very different situation.
The sun is producing heat outside. I wonder and think,
what would be the degree of business for a woman?
I began to consult and think about my parent's e-mails. I expect
love. There lines in the email provide context and I too intend to
enlighten the light of harmony. I have composed some poems and written short
stories. I must increase their number. I thank them for such inspiration. The road is vacant. Children are not making merry in front of the
house." E-mail has made me serious and sympathetic. I have decided to
make them the principles of life without any comment.
Our relationship might be one part of our life- a never
forgettable story. By nature, is serious and takes anybody in confidence
without delay.
"'No one can compromise to cease life, can it ? Be
beautiful, kind and respectful' We talked on the telephone in the style of a
face to face discussion. The telephone call instilled great pleasure in my mind. My mind concentrated to such things and I remembered the sayings of
my parents.
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