Lovely John.Loved it. :) :) Reminded me of something too.:)
But Him Thai Restaurant, it is a pretty recent one, I guess.Was it there in 90's? Are you talking about the one behind the Upstairs and in front of French Embassy?:):)

Another good piece!

This guy is a human dynamo!

Good job!

Hi John:
Nice write up. U know what, I envy each and every of your stories. Keep it up John. I loved that line...."there was so much to do to groom myself before I actually became a groom". life is like that. waiting and wasting your life trying to groom yourself u suddenly realize that u have become an old broom....

loved that sweet exodus.

John, when I read your stories, it feels like you’ve written it effortlessly, in one sitting. Amazing story yet again John. U’re one of my favorite writers in Sajha..

Your stories are simple with no twists and turns yet I love every word of it. You've found a way to connect to your readers somehow as all the stories you've written relates to what I've been through at some stage in my life. However, the only diiference being, even if I were to write it out, it would never be half as dramatic or interesting as the way you do it. Nice work there!!

BTW, you talk about the gloomy alley leading to Samakhusi which you resented walking as a kid...My friend from DGH lived right in the last house before the ally (his mom worked for the UN). Since in some other thread you mentioned that you went to DGH too, I'm curious now...Ciao!

John, I have read this line “Love the heart that hurts you, but never hurt the heart that loves you”…read your several stories and just wondering if you lived by following the above lines ? Cannot help but admire the way you put it into words and touches the reader’s heart. Thank you John.

John Galt,

I appreciate the brutal honesty apparent in your anecdotes. Your style is very contemporary--no wallowing in verbose guilt/regrets/philosophies. And yet, you connect with readers who've known the "I've been there" feeling. It is a stylistic device you use effectively without coming across as blatant and/or irreverent.

Always a pleasure my friend. About that drink (now that you're in the East Coast), have any plans for visiting the DC Metro area? :)

"I knew I was never going to marry you"
ooh, what a familiar quote women always says in confidence.Wanna go back to deep into animal science again. Good job Galt!

Aww puppy love, sweet :)

Even after thirty years, old strong mind was still dragging the young hearts in own way. Stimulated kids could still draw that line strong enough to hold them back from going downtown. They could hide the pain in between the light banters. They burst in the dark when they have no one around to desdain them on tears and render them weak.

I can't believe the metamorphosis we had gone through in last decade.

So clean and easy read, John, it is superb...

hey Pervert, old broom? that was funny but true.

John Ji,

Cannot get enough of your writing, no doubt, you are one heck of a writer, hats of to you once again!

But don’t you think that you are little too harsh to this Rana character of yours, as you’ve gone little too far to brand her as a slut, but what about the character opposite you, she’s the one kissing a guy a day or two before her engagement…a little too confusing…

Ya that is how love is never leaves one heart, even we choose other options. U are good John one more time.

Aww, sad story but cute! Young love but I think it is like so many more stories that we hear every now and then. The girl seems so oblivious at first but then ends up breaking down, and the guy silently weeps too. Was sad but I have heard a lot of our Nepali relationships ending by the girl getting married to someone older and more stable. the story of many Nepali peoples' liives! Another awesome piece Galt!

john, i thank you for posting your stories here in sajha. it worths more than mere appreciation. i sometimes think it is too good to be true to read yours and Sum_Off's stories in sajha. keep coming though.

Nice story Galt...

John
What is the next? any clues?

An Excellent one , John ......Keep it following.

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Yet again another controlled storytelling, Johnji. Just like Roger Fedrer you never lose your composure! After hearing the last few sentences, I wonder how would a loverboy would feel at that moment and a man would after all these years.

Nice work again! :-)

John,

Couldnot refrain myself from scribling few words of acclamation for your narration. Simple yet so powerful story telling. Very well depicted indeed ! As always, enjoyed every bit of it.

Wish I had your hands!

jg bro..i may not have gone thru such experiences..but like sitara jyu said..the way u write(not just the words i tell u!wats the other ingredients u add in it!!other than feelns?;oP hehe)..cant stop feeln "connected" re kya ;o) hehe..

anyways hopes alls well..thanks for sharing!:oD

goodnight!(day bhanney bani cha..tara night ma night ni bhanum hoina?;oP hehe)

Oh the complexities of a female mind.

Reminds me of a friend.
One night he called me to tell me how his girlfriend and him spent the whole day & evening weeping and crying that they could not marry. The next day I found him in a Sahuni ko bhatti because the girl ran away with a Rana army captain or something.

The male mind is much more simple -98% of time it is right there between the kidneys. Just like our hero in this story.