by Amod Niroula | Apr 22, 2008 | Love, Poem
If there wereno cell to call!no contact to mail!no party to attend!no culrav to organize!wud we havestill been the same?wud we still misseachother in the lonely rain?if there wereno eyes to see!no hands to touch!no ears to hear!no heart to beat!wud we havestill been... by Amod Niroula | Mar 24, 2008 | Love, Poem
Sitting here, all by myself,I wish you were here.Then hits a sensation;you are here,sitting next to me,staring at me,and telling me to put the cigarrette butt aside.I do the sameand look at you;Your glowing face,amazing as it looks in the dim moon-light,as if you are... by Amod Niroula | May 3, 2007 | Experiences, Life, Love
Back in the times, when khelu and I used to share 208-Patel, we furnished our room with a lot of things to make it homey and cozy for both of us. When we were done with everything else, we thought about having a pet/s.I had always wanted to keep turtles as pets and...