“THE TRAGEDY OF SOPHIE AND CINDERELLA”- Shishir Aryal
“THE TRAGEDY OF SOPHIE AND CINDERELLA” Bada-Dashain is approaching. The schools have been closed. People are returning back to their hometown for celebrating the festival. "Momma, where are my chocolates?", little Saumya yells. "Inside the topmost drawer", Samana shouts as she is packing her clothes in a suitcase. "Hurry up, sweety. It's getting late. We ought to reach the buspark before 7:30." "I know momma. Saumya is a big girl now." "Oh, is it?", Samana gives a surprise look. It's 7:28 pm. Dodging and colliding with the hustling and bustling crowd, Samana finally finds her bus. The bus was just starting to leave the buspark. She looks at her ticket and tells Saumya, "There's our seat on the left." The engine starts to roar. Louder and louder. The journey to Nepalgunj begins. "Sweety, wear this. You might catch cold", Samana hands yellow jacket to Saumya. "Wanna eat something?" "No, mo...
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