Now she embarks on a quest to reclaim her memories with him amidst the pine wood forest. Though she can’t erase the past, all she yearns for is to tread the path they once walked together. Recollections flood her mind as she reminisces about setting up campfires and pitching tents with him. While he adored these activities, she was a novice, but his guidance made each moment memorable. Gathering pine woods from his preferred tree, she found solace and joy in his company, as did he in hers along their journey.They embrace the whisper of the pine needles, the earthy scent of damp soil, and the gentle embrace of the forest’s shadows.
As the night grew darker, she longed for some snacks. He remembered the sausages brought from his place and suggested roasting them over the fire. Delighted, she remembered the burner she had gifted him from overseas. Retrieving it from his backpack, he cradled it lovingly, treating it like his own baby, before handing it over to her. She connected the burner to the gas and ignited it. He roasted the sausages and then asked her to clean the rice and boil it in the pot they brought from her place. While cooking, a dog approached them, and they happily shared their food with it. They played beautiful songs and relished the starry night.
As midnight approached, they retreated to the cozy tent to sleep. She gave him a goodnight kiss, and they cuddled up together. Despite hearing the noisy revelry of nearby men, she felt scared, but he reassured her, saying, “They’re just outsiders like us having fun; we’re safe.” She eventually drifted into a peaceful sleep.
Early in the morning, they woke up and embraced each other warmly. He admired her morning face, finding her even more beautiful. She delved into a non-fiction novel and encouraged him to read another chapter, to which he obliged.
As the morning progressed, they decided to descend the hill, though in a different direction than she wanted wander around. They were accompanied by a friendly dog as they stumbled upon the magnificent Rinpoche Monastery. The trail down the hill was challenging yet breathtaking, and they quenched their thirst at Dhungedhara before reaching the main road.
She had further planned to see the seshnarayan temple. She marveled at the temple’s artwork and the fishponds, with him by her side, always sharing in her excitement.
