Occasionally Yes “Hey! You want a puff? “Someone in our circle asks passing us a blunt. No, not really. I gave up smoking. This is the most common answer the occasional smokers have. I call these people the intermediate who can quickly transition from a Yes to No and vice versa. As time passes by and the smoke diffuses all over the ambient air, the moment comes when the intermediate people ask for the same blunt. If you pass this moment, congratulations you aren’t smoking today. “Eastern Hearts, Western Minds” is what we’ve heard and felt proud of. The problem with eastern culture is in providing personal space and respecting others opinion. Remember, how many times your relatives forced you for a drink when you were reluctant to. I call these people the blackmailers who want everyone to put up with them and don’t quite care if you are in a state of moral obligation. The intermediates are in a way a product of people’s habit to compel others join for their cause. It’s quite evide...

The Bus “Bus” the name already sounds so dear to me, and maybe it does sound a little familiar to you as well. And why wouldn’t it? The name in itself means “for everyone” and is being used in this sense since 1823. The struggling middle class makes up a large portion of that everyone in the bus definition. Being one of the cheapest and convenient modes of transportation bus is an inseparable part of normal person’s life. From cruising swiftly on smooth terrains to bumping across the puddles the ride is no less than an adventure trip in Kathmandu. “Banepa, Dhulikhel, Koteshwor, Rnac” sounds no less enchanting to me when I’m waiting on 28 kilo’s bus stand to set off for the day. The traffic here in Kathmandu never seems to really be shallow but we struggle finding our ride home many a times. No doubt you feel lucky if you manage to find a seat, luckier if that’s a seat without any reservations and luckiest, if there are less raised arm pits exposed to the ambient on that clumsy sp...