City, Kathmandu.

I sometimes wonder what a city means. To its people. To outsiders. To itself. What makes a city a city? Is it people and their stories? Or is it the buildings and the business? What becomes a city? How does the landscape change from a laid-back space to heavy traffic...

Chasing life. Chasing time.

  I am slacking at work. There are deadlines after deadlines that I need to complete, but I find myself yearning to curl up in a blanket and not wake up till all of this is  over. I have no idea where to start from. I don’t even know what is it that I need to do....