4:18 PM
Samrat Babu Koirala
"I've spent ages hoping for sun to forget to comeback, hoping for
moon to win a battle, hoping that the pores in the sky will not heal back so
that stars can still reside on them."
Its 5 AM and people are now switching the lights on.
The sun must be tying its shoe laces. The moon seems pretty tired from signaling
the sailors the proper way, of radiating poems for poets, of providing romantic
stuffs for lovers, dictating time to some cave men out there. The roosters signal their lungs to be ready. The plants are all
ready for the sunlight and their chlorophyll is warming up. They are all prepared.
They are all ready....
