• Battle Scars

    As the sun peeps through the mountains, piercing the early-morning fog, the entire village of Buscalan wakes up. I force my beaten body to rise and greet the day like any villager would—a cup of freshly brewed coffee and a quick chat with the folks and children who came to see the “visitors.” The aroma […]

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  • Love and Prejudice

    Kathmandu Aiport by ozalp I instantly spotted him among the thick crowd in the waiting room, sitting on the bench, his nose buried in the book. “My Imaginary Girlfriend.” I smiled. This must be him. He seemed lost in his world, amidst the buzz of the airport. Unmindful of lovers parting, of old friends reuniting, […]