Bhuwan Thapaliya 

            Nostalgia

All of a sudden he asked,
 “Do you know 
the best years of my life Dad?” 

Before his father could reply, 
he went on. 

“Those summer evenings
 when we used to sit
 in our garden having popcorns, 
drinking lemon water and just talking on and on.” 

 His father said nothing. 
He just stared at him. 

He understood and said in a small voice, 
“Let’s go to our ancestral orchard before you leave.

 I’d like you to see it again. 
My father took me there often when I was a kid!”
 
 

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