Musings by Kamal Kumar

Dear Today How are you? You may be fine But I am not. You will be here for 10 hours more. and tomorrow you will not be here. Yeterday November 29 was here. Honestly, I am hating you. I dont want you to be here more though I have to suffer you all the day and till midnight. I know winter is injecting you by its bitter coldness. Dont worry I am also the victim. Though sun is teasing me straight through the window of my room. cold air is blowing. It is moving the curtains in the window, as well as my hair. Kathmandu is calm from one angle, as if it is mourning on the lost of wonderful Autumn days. The buildings around are challenging the movement in the road. The road is dusty. The vehicles are never tired of piling on. The Fulchoki Mountain in front of me is covering itself with the scarf of fog. I cant see its height right now. A big disc antena on the top of the next building is face to face with son in the sky. It may be asking the sun not to hide soon. I know it will miss the sun w

Dear Albert Einstein, You died in 1955. I was born in 1985. I was born exactly 30 years after you died. Sometimes, I think I was born as your re-incarnation. I know this may sound very ridiculous. But dear Albert, read this letter very carefully, I am not just writing the meaningless sentences with psychic syndromes. I am talking about possibilities of science and mystery behind it. But, the reason behind writing you letter after decades is different. The reason was just a moment of millisecond when I was having tea in cafeteria. I can't imagine the power behind that portion of second. And I am still unsure how the moment fused into an urge to write you. Let's leave it. Let me jump to the topic. I know you are not used to keeping yourself busy with any non-theoretical statements. Dear Albert, sometimes I feel, after you died your soul roamed in this universe observing the unsolved mysteries. I think your soul was tired of dealing only with facts. It was really tired of sea

Dear Reality, You are really bitter. You are really unwanted. You are shocking, you are disgusting, you are disturbing, you are haunting, you are everything that I dont want you to be. But why you are always there behind the scene? Why you are playing the role of antagonist in my life. I know the reason, Because you are reality. I know you are reality but why I still hate you? I hate you that is the reality. Dear Reality, when I was dreaming to kiss the Mt Everest and drink the milk of paradise, you stopped me. You have always aborted the fetus of my dream. When I was saying I deserve, you were insisting that I dont. Reality, you are the jerk between the colorful transition between me and my angel. You are the reason why I love her and you are the reason why she doesnt. How dare you to be the reason of different feelings at a same time? Dont you ever feel guilty to change your mask frequently? Reality, Why you are always attached with me? you are the only thing conjoined with me th

Dear 3257 visitors, This letter addresses all of you who have visited my blog and reading this letter right now. Now I have 3257 visitors in this blog. I am really proud of myself and I want to express profound gratitude to all those visitors for their overwhelming support. I did not have any specific idea when I started blogging. I tried to blog in almost all popular blog sites. But finally I am stick with the windows live space. Technically it is updated frequently, people can see my updated space in their messenger. So it was easy way to express my ideas, beliefs and feelings to the world. When I was studying in university, the theory of "Global Village" by Marshall McLuhan, was one of the stuff, I didn't believe in. But now myself being a part of global village. I am connected to all kind of people in the world, who keep themselves busy in the village of cyberspace. A freak from California, a geek from Paris, a frustrated student from India, an IT girl from Romania

Dear Dolly, All I know is that you are a girl who laughs a lot and makes me smile when I talk to you or when I think about you . But I have also seen you crying so many times. I think people smile with everybody but they cry with only few. I am really thankful to you for sometimes crying with me. It is really a rare opportunity to be reflected on someone's tears. You are the one who has shared this much tears and cheers with me. Dear Dolly, today is the 41th day since we knew each other for the first time. I hadn't expected the intimacy to reach this level just in six weeks. I hadn't expected you would be such a wonderful reason to smile, to share and care. Anyone outsider of our relationship may find the situation a bit ridiculous, unbelievable and dramatic. But I am enjoying this drama where two characters from different corner of the world are sharing the things that they never shared with anyone before. This drama between you and me is full of profound level of natura

Dear Winter, You must mind your arrival this time. You came without any invitation. And you came without any pre-hints. You have come such rudely that I happened to be reminded of the moment when I met my ex girl on a dusty noon at bus station. But dear winter, do not dare to overestimate your strength. You have already come into my life 21 times before. And your arrival this time would not be that much different. It would just add another digit to your arrival in my life. Hey winter, I know this year you aint gonna be that much cruel. I think you have heard about Global Warming. Though it is one of the stuff that I don't believe on, scientists are escalating world-wide debate on it. Coz there is nothing left to invent or discover. They have not seen more prospects on head hunting and outdated theory. Dear winter, what I meant to mean is that those fucking scientists would not let you go to the freezing point. Though you will chill up the entire nation, the flag bearer of Global