As i strolled around the Basantapur Durbar Square, i saw these two beautiful puppets just hanging by their strings, staring into the void.
In a way, i thought, how different are we... "Destiny has already been written" is what i have heard the elders say time and time again. So how different are we, from those motionless dolls hanging by their strings, just waiting for someone to come and deliver them their destiny.
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