(Published in 'The Kathmandu Post' on 24th August 2013) Walking through the cold sinister alley, I feel the obscurity engulfing me whole The fallen houses, the broken roofs All of it makes me think of all the steps I took. Everything is falling apart, But, I still don’t know where I went wrong Is it me that’s pushing away the bliss? I’d never know if I’m not. I stand in the eye of the hurricane Preparing myself for the worst, Even though, I’m scared of the muddle I walk with my head held high and chin up. Something behind me moves and every part of me quivers, I turn a blind eye and look away from the chaos It’s not that I haven’t faced things like this, I had stood still and, again, Oh yes I will! I know the hurricane will pass and so will the night There’s dawn ready to sneak up to make things right Until then, I’m going to be strong and I’ll fight Beneath the despair, deep down I know things will be alright.