I feel I have a daunting task ahead of me.  I don’t know what will happen next when I am finally done with it.  Besides my 9 to 5 job and a home to manage, I have been writing a story that actually gave birth in January this year in a little village of Dukuchap.  My husband was in the middle of his landscaping work while I stood on top of the hill with a 360 degree view of the glittering snow white Himalayan mountain ranges to the north and the undulating hills all around me.  The green paddy fields intermingled with the yellow mustard flowers creating a rich fusion of colors while the river meandered lazily below.  This was the most perfect picture going ‘live’ before my very eyes.Image

With the rich sounds of orchestra coming from my earplugs, I stood there with my hands apart, the cool breeze…

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