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<\/a>\nwe will harvest our dreams<\/p>\n
that we had planted years ago<\/p>\n
How sweet would it be<\/p>\n
if you would come before <\/p>\n
the unbearable winter.<\/p>\n
My Love,<\/p>\n
Come, just come-you,<\/p>\n
bring nothing<\/p>\n
million kisses are waiting your returns<\/p>\n
you will not have time <\/p>\n
to look at back to the past<\/p>\n
we will live in the present<\/p>\n
moment by moment<\/p>\n
tomorrow will not be the day of solitude<\/p>\n
the day you arrive,<\/p>\n
the day you smile,<\/p>\n
in front of me.<\/p>\n
– 19 September, 2003, Pune, India
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The Shadow<\/strong><\/p>\n A dark,<\/p>\n abstract part of my life<\/p>\n my failure<\/p>\n my bravado<\/p>\n my dark shadow.<\/p>\n It challenges my viability<\/p>\n of what I am or not<\/p>\n it is the only witness of my vicissitudes<\/p>\n and all my deeds – bad or good.<\/p>\n I wish to be shadowless<\/p>\n like the sun<\/p>\n but it seems to be impossible<\/p>\n until I lay on the pyre<\/p>\n my past<\/p>\n my hitherto<\/p>\n my dark shadow. <\/p>\n 31 October, 2002, New Delhi, India <\/p>\n In Pursuit of Happiness<\/p>\n I hunted for years and years<\/p>\n pursuing my happiness<\/p>\n but my tireless search<\/p>\n ended without achievement<\/p>\n I could buy gold and diamonds<\/p>\n but I couldn’t buy happiness.<\/p>\n My eyes are full of tears<\/p>\n my heart is full of calamity<\/p>\n every night brings nightmares<\/p>\n every day rises with whispers<\/p>\n I traveled miles and miles<\/p>\n pursuing my happiness<\/p>\n I crossed continents<\/p>\n I crossed oceans<\/p>\n but I never found my happiness<\/p>\n it became more precious<\/p>\n than gold and diamonds<\/p>\n its worth became greater<\/p>\n than my wisdom and knowledge. <\/p>\n 2001, New Jersey, USA<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" My Love, Come in the autumn we will harvest our dreams that we had planted years ago How sweet would it be if you would come before the unbearable winter. My Love, Come, just come-you, bring nothing million kisses are waiting your returns you will not have time to look at back to the pastContinue reading… The Solitude (Pradeep Thapa)<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":574,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[31,32],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-573","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-nepali-literature","category-all-person-one-creation"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/573","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=573"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/573\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":655,"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/573\/revisions\/655"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/574"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=573"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=573"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gfnl.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=573"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}