An old friend

While contemplating heading to Sundhara to book a room in a lodge, Pawan recalled his friend Sukrant, who had moved from Itahari to Kathmandu years ago.

Pawan spent the whole night in terror. He can’t remember when he dozed off. When he woke up in the morning, it was already eight. However, he did not feel fresh. His body was aching and stiff. So, he remained in his bed.