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?:):)

Nice one again, John.

Amber, what did it remind you of? Share garu na ta hami sanga pani:) Him Thai has existed from the mid 90's of not earlier.

Amber,

Besides being honored, I am equally nonplussed when great writers like you take time to scavenge every minutae the story has within. For a writer of your caliber, reading my gibberish is a little too much than I could handle, lol.

As far as Him Thai is concerned, it was located across the street that took you to radisson. The year was 1994, Him Thai had just opened, and Radisson was still in papers.

if not earlier.

Dyamn!

Why do Hindi flicks work?
Because they showcase what happens with amazing frequency in human lives! I wonder which influences the other!

Dyamn, John! :)

Good Write John Bro ... loved it ! That last kiss must have felt AMAZING ;)

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...