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"And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free." - John 8:32
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Author:  Kamala Budhathoki Sarup
Bio: Kamala Budhathoki Sarup
Date:  May 25, 2016
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Friendship And Some memories can never be replaced.
I love my friends for love, relationship and respect.

"Which one is Kamala's home?" I heard the voice of one of my childhood friend, from the yard. I stood up, went to the mirror, adjusted my eyeliner, lipstick on my lips and went down to welcome my friend. He was standing in the yard.

"We are meeting after a longtime. Thanks God for reuniting us." He stared at me. I just smiled at him, and thinking this was his habitual satire. "When did you come?" he asked the personal questions without hesitation, which I didn't anticipate.

I looked at myself in front of the mirror again. I lighted the stove and boiled tea in a kettle. My heart began to boil as the tea was boiling into the pot. I compared my heart with the boiling tea.

My friend and I were good friends at school. I was in class 10 and used to help him in many ways. It was necessary to step upward to the walk to reach school. On the way, there were peaches. I helped pick them. I protected him from the raspberry thorns, which I collected and gave to him in a leaf plate that I brought from home.Oh how we used to enjoy watching the films, and drinking a cup of tea. We used to sing and dance on the way home.

I could not remember more than that. I tried to remember, "If you study hard, we will share our joys and sorrows.

We may get good jobs also. A teaching job might be easy to get." On the fifth day of the school he had said to me and my late older sister, "Studying in the city is not as easy as you think. It is very hard to lead a life. It takes a lot of money. Studying without money is impossible. It is better to search for a job first. In city money does not grow on trees. Money will do everything," my late sister answered. "Do you understand?"They used to make such jokes to keep me happy. I poured the boiling tea in a cup and entered the room. I stood in front of the mirror and sipped my tea.

I adjusted the screen of the window, and lay on my bed and put the hands on my heart. It beat rapidly."I am still searching for my old friend ", I said. I dashed into the kitchen. I started to fry meat. I prepared tea. After a time, I gave him meat, fried rice and cups of tea. Placing the things on the table, I spoke. "Why are you late today?" While saying so , my heart trembled. I wished to weep, embracing him at that moment. "Why do you weep? I know you love your friend.

In a long five years, not only is your heart pious but also it loves. I also wept for you. You would be surprised to read the note in my dairy. Do you know my parents tried to force me to get married, but I didn't listen to them. He further said "My mother died from grief and father has been a heart patient for 4 years. It was me who wanted you to come to my wedding. I did not want to get married without your approval of the woman. I could not trust my parents." Saying so, he wept excitedly. "The tea is getting cold. Eat everything now; we will continue our conversation after dinner." I tried to change the matter from the serious to the simple.

"Kamala dear friend, I struggled with life in many ways. I was against an arranged marriage.". He expressed himself in a minute. My eyes were filled with tears. I love my friends for love, relationship and respect.


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Biography - Kamala Budhathoki Sarup

Journalist and editor Kamala Budhathoki Sarup specializes in reporting news and writing stories covering Freedom, Peace, Public health, Democracy, Women/Children, development, justice and advocacy from her location inside the United States. Human rights, anti-terrorism, and economic development are also part of the work. She is an editor for (To promote freedom, democracy, anti-terrorism, Literature, women rights, public health, peace and empowerment ( has a strong role to play). Its activities support in societies undergoing crisis and changes. Ms. Kamala Budhathoki Sarup has also written numerous reports which includes "Women's Empowerment", Prevention of Trafficking in Women Through Media," and "Efforts to Prevent Trafficking for Media Activism." You can see her work online now via her website Kamala is a regular contributor to Cape May County Herald. Kamala also was a regular contributor to UPI- Asia News. She also published two Stories collections and several poems. Her interests include philosophy, feminism, political, socio-economic and literature. She also is experienced in organizational and community development.

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